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westwardly ([info]westwardly) wrote in [info]isage,
It was their two year anniversary, and how bloody fantastic was that? In his sixth year, Westly was worried whether or not they'd even make it the whole year, and now they were both graduated and still together. They'd gone through their fair share of tribulations and arguments (they were both quite stubborn when they wanted to be), but Westly loved Sage far too much to ever let the other boy go. Now that they were both out of school, they could properly celebrate. Of course they wanted to travel, as there was nothing better than vacationing in a marvelous house in an exotic country, and they'd settled on Greece fairly quickly. Westly had been in his teens, but he was sure this was going to be a very different experience. The place Sage had booked was beautiful (of course, because Sage always strove for perfection) and Westly couldn't imagine a better view.

Well, there was a better view: Sage naked. Of course it was like Sage to find a nude beach as soon as they got there, but Westly could hardly complain; Sage was naked and it was sunny outside. As Sage began taking off his clothes, Westly watched. He was slightly more modest than Sage in how he took off his clothing... but he was still French. So, as Sage purposely stretched his body out in the most alluring way, Westly merely undressed himself and laid down on his towel. He propped himself up on his elbows, looking at Sage.

"Don't worry, we'll go back into the house before your skin gets wrinkly," he grinned, squinting slightly as the Sun made it hard to see. "But you know how I like it when your freckles appear," he grinned, reaching over to brush his fingertips against the bridge of Sage's nose. He took a moment to look at his boyfriend's body, and he wished that they could have sex right here and now on the beach... but that would have to wait for later.

Then, Westly proceeded to glance around the beach. His gaze swept over the beautiful ocean, the few nude people already on the beach, and then he cringed. "Some people should not be allowed to be on a nude beach," he chuckled, nodding towards a most unfortunate looking couple.


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