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Sunblock (POL Terry/Dino)

Title: Sunblock
Author: Aeon Cole
Rating: FRAO
Warning: Slash, major fluff
Fandom: Proof of Life
Pairing: Terry/Dino
Challenge: 50Ficlets // table
Prompt: #14 Sun
Word Count: 640
Summary: It’s always a good idea to use sunscreen.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.


The small yacht was anchored off shore from a small deserted atoll in the pacific. Terry had no idea what day it was and that was exactly to plan. He knew they had been out there about a week but he really didn’t care. This was a vacation. Sure he had the sat phone with him but he’d left strict instructions with the company that they were not to be disturbed.

So far everything had been perfect, the weather was cooperating and they’d managed to find a small string of uninhabited islands to explore. Terry made his way up from below deck and squinted when he opened the hatch. The sun was high in the sky and bright. Once his eyes adjusted he noticed Dino lying out on a deck chair. Terry smiled and sat down on the edge of the chair.

“You’re blocking the sun,” Dino muttered without opening his eyes.

Terry stared down at him. He was wearing board shorts and a button down shirt that fell open exposing the fine red hair on his chest. He had a broad brimmed had partially pulled down over his eyes.

Terry shook his head. “You’re starting to get sunburned, love,” he said.

Dino let his arm fall to the side and started fishing around the deck near the chair, all without opening his eyes. When he brought his hand back up he had a bottle of sunscreen. He pushed in the general direction that Terry’s voice had come from. Terry could see Dino’s smirk just peeking out from under the brim of the hat.

Terry took the bottle and said, “Just what do you expect me to do with this, mate?” But at the same time he was pouring some onto his hands.

“Use your imagination,” Dino quipped back.

He gasped slightly when he felt Terry’s greased hand drift lightly over his chest. Terry shifted his position and drew his hands up to Dino’s neck and over the exposed parts of his shoulders. Dino rested his head back giving Terry greater access to his neck. Terry spread the sunscreen from his neck down the center of his chest. He paused to pour some more on his hands before continuing to massage Dino’s sides and abdomen occasionally brushing his thumbs over the redhead’s nipples. Dino was practically purring as Terry’s big calloused hands worked their magic on his upper body.

After a few minutes Terry got up and moved to the end of the chair. He worked the sunscreen into each of Dino’s legs taking his time and massaging the muscles. He poured one last bit of the sunscreen onto his hands and rubbed them together. Starting at Dino’s feet he drew his hands up his legs, already slick with sunscreen, and slipped them up into the leg openings of his shorts. Dino moaned softly as Terry’s hands brushed over his hips just barely touching his rapidly stiffening shaft.

Terry moved one hand to stroke Dino’s cock while the other brushed soothingly over his hip and thigh. Dino was soon squirming and panting under Terry’s gentle stroking, the sunscreen making his movements smooth and easy. He allowed the pleasure to build slowly, enjoying the torture, until he finally arched up into Terry’s hand and came with a soft moan then collapsed limp onto the deck chair. Terry slipped his hands out of the legs of Dino’s shorts and sat back down on the side of the chair with a satisfied smirk.

“That imaginative enough for ya?” he asked.

Dino blew out quick laugh and opened one eye. “Not that I’m complaining or anything, but I don’t think I was in danger of getting sunburned there,” he said still a little breathless.

“Well, you can never be too careful,” Terry said as he settle into one of the deck chairs for the afternoon.

Fin
Tags: 50ficlets, proof of life, terry/dino
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