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[center][u][h1]Jan. 3rd[/h1][/u]
[u][h2]Sequoia National Park[/h2][/u][/center]

Sequoia National Park hosts towering trees hundreds of years old. The pleasant paths meandering through an old growth forest, mixed with some newer growth, offered an enjoyable early afternoon with the clouds above drifting lazily in the chilled breeze. Insects were softer, quiet here as an almost reverent air hung in the park. Birds flitted and creatures scurried across the paths and several other groups chatted excitedly within themselves.

Chase had already gone through the Visitors Center with Ben, getting their date marked stamp and having, once again, placed one onto Ben's cheek. This would clearly become a repeating pattern for the pair as the trip moved on. The main difference now being, that Chase would add a kiss to the stamp once it fully dried. 

Ben was excited about this park. As awesome as Death Valley had been, it was quite comparatively. They had been lucky that recent weather had woken Death Valley's wildlife. Even for those who couldn't hear exactly what the insects said, the woods were not quiet. Though the cold of winter, and actual snow, made it quieter than one would expect. There would be no mosquitoes here. 

Once they had finished the obligatory text to Matt; Ben stood under the cold canopy and allowed himself to close his eyes and listen. He nodded to himself. This was a beautiful place. It felt like a cathedral. Ben shivered and tightened his coat. 

[color=cde0e1]”It snows back home, but it doesn't always stick like this. A lot of the insects here are hibernating. They are built for it, some are awake and doing what insects do. But they aren't as vocal as the Death Valley insects.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Darn, no bugs tours? How ever will we occupy our time?”[/color] Chase wrapped his arms around Ben from behind, as he'd done so many times before now. Trying to help keep him warm within the snow of the forest. He wanted to joke about another way they could keep themselves warm, but didn't need Ben freaking out on him again. No matter how adorable he found it. [Color=585c74]”There were some moths and butterflies I wouldn't've minded seeing. A couple beetles too but if they're sleeping…”[/color] Chase sighed, the cold air forming a cloud of mist before him where his breath catched. 

[color=cde0e1]”I didn't say there were no insects. Just that many are not in the stage of life that means awake and eating or other things.”[/color] Ben clear his throat. He hoped tonight included a warm hotel room. As cold as it had been in Death Valley, Sequoia was colder. 

[color=cde0e1]”No moths or butterflies this time of year. Way too cold for them and their life cycle usually puts them in a different stage or long migrated, like Monarch butterflies do. Though I don't think Monarch butterflies come through here. I believe they are more coastal. Anyway, there are definitely some beetles, bees, wasps and ants around. We can find some of those.”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”No ants. The others are fine but ants…”[/color] Chase shuddered, a mixture of the cold and idea of ants sending shivers up his spine. [Color=585c74]”They give me the heeby jeebies. Always feel like I can feel them crawling up on me when I see one and I freak out.”[/color] He swiveled his head, taking in the scenery as he realized they'd sooner die of hyperthermia than sleep out here tonight. Fuck. He needed to come up with a new plan. 

His phone buzzed within his pants pocket, vibrating against Ben's lower back. Chase rolled his eyes as he reached for his phone to see who was texting him. It was Morgan. It simply said to check the Jeep's sun visor on the driver side after 6pm. OK sure. He shoved his phone back into his pocket and wrapped the arm around Ben again. [Color=585c74]”I had considered a hike up the mountain but.. I didn't think about how cold it may be. “[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”No ants.”[/color] Ben nodded. That was fair. The fact that ants were even insects was a bit surprising to some people. The wing part of the description made it a little wonky. He hadn’t any issues though. Not like with spiders. He shivered. Ben raised his head and looked up when Chase checked his phone. He didn’t press though. Especially since Chase hadn’t pressed him any further about texting Danni, and Danni had gotten a belly button piercing today so there had been quite a bit of texting about that during the car ride. 

[color=cde0e1]”It is early January. I bet the hikes are great during the summer. I’m sure there is something relatively dry for us to do while bug hunting.”[/color] Ben shrugged. He didn’t care. The museum was an option. Or maybe a short hike. There were families out and about, there had to be options even today. 

[Color=585c74]”Oh my– I'm so dumb, hello O'Brian, part of the whole point.”[/color] Chase pulled out a small plastic container with a lid that had a magnifying glass impeded into it. [Color=585c74]”Meant to give you this day 1. It's for bug catching! Though, technically we aren't supposed to take anything with us back, not even rocks or anything. Part of the whole leave no trace thing. But I thought maybe…I dunno…you could keep a cool bug or something back home…”[/color] He placed the small container into Ben's hands before pulling out the hiking trails maps that were offered to them. 

Ben smiled, there was no net, Ben didn’t [i]need[/i] a net. He had a small collection of insects at home. They were perfectly cared for. Ben was the only person, that he knew of, an insect could inform of its exact needs. He liked keeping them, the ones that wanted to stay. If they found something particularly invasive that the Park wasn’t aware of he could inform them, gather them up, help mitigate a possible disaster. 

That thought made him laugh a little to himself. He had told Danni if he wasn’t going to be a super hero he’d start a business. This sort of business would be ideal. He would, in a way, be a hero. Get government contracts to clear areas of dangerous insects. He could work at a port and would know if an invasive species was attached to a plant that was being imported. There were so many options. He hadn’t ever thought about any of them.

[color=cde0e1]”If they want to come with me. The downside of taking them out of their habitats is they wouldn’t be able to mate anymore. But maybe one who won’t mate for whatever reason can come with me. Thank you.”[/color] 

Ben looked over at the hiking trail map that Chase had pulled up. There were a fair amount of options. This was a large park. With the snow though, that automatically made some of them non-viable. 

[Color=585c74]”For such a shy guy you sure talk about mating a lot. If I didn't know any better already, I'd say you were trying to drop hints. Sorta like a…mating call.”[/color] Chase laughed as he rested atop Ben's head, scanning the map before pointing to two locations. [Color=585c74]”What about at least doing the Old Growth in Sherman Trail and a visit to Beetle rock. Wanted to see some salamanders there but im guessing they're not exactly out basking in the sun during this time. There's bound to be at least one beetle there right? I mean c'mon it's in the name.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Listen, it is what bugs do.”[/color] Ben shrugged, though his face was still red hot. [color=cde0e1]”That sounds like a good hike.”[/color] It looked easy enough too. Ben was in shape well enough due to the activities he liked to do, he hadn’t done a lot of hiking, so anything more than an ‘easy’ hike would be hard for him. 

[Color=585c74]”It's also what teens do, and people.”[/color] Chase remarked as he closed the map and tucked it in his back pocket, ruffling Ben's hair as he finally let go of him so they could begin their hike down. 

[color=cde0e1]”Yeah but insects are [i]constantly[/i] screaming about it. Well not all of them. But most.”[/color] Ben ran his fingers through his hair, trying to fix it. He let Chase lead the way.  

Chase instinctively rubbed his hand against his pants, taking off some of the oils that had been picked up from Ben's hair. [Color=585c74]”Tomorrow morning. You, Me, shower. It's needed.”[/color] He stopped in his walk for a moment as he turned on his heels to face Ben, kissing him on the lips before speaking again. [Color=585c74]”No arguing. It's happening ok? Now lets get a move on, we're burning daylight and soon it'll be colder than a witches tit.”[/color]

Ben had been about to open his mouth and complain. He still didn’t think he [i]needed[/i] the shower. He was very nervous about taking the shower [i]with[/i] Chase. He had gotten more comfortable but still... But he had been stopped in all of his complaints with the kiss. Ben sighed and accepted his fate. 

[color=cde0e1]”Fine,”[/color] he said a little sullenly, and let himself continued to be led.  

Fuck. OK. Chase hadn't actually expected him to go without a fight. Nervousness bubbled inside him as he continued to lead the forward, thinking about how exactly that shower might go down. A few times he glanced over at Ben, each time his mind drifting to different possibilities that made Chase have to look away. They'd finally made it down to their first destination.  The trees towered before him, and Chase now understood why they called it The Giants Forrest. This could've been stripped right out of Norse Mythology. [Color=585c74]”We're here…Hey uh, can I ask you a stupid question?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”There is no such thing as stupid questions.”[/color] Ben automatically parroted. It was obvious he was quoting adults in his life. He grinned though. [color=cde0e1]”Yeah go ahead.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Why'd you sound so upset at the idea of us showering? Is it me? Or just you're shy? Or…I promise I won't try anything funny. I just really think we could use one.”[/color]

Ben chewed on his lip thinking. He, in general, didn’t really care for showers, he [i]hated[/i] baths. He didn’t even like swimming, not that he had had a lot of chances to do it over the years. Yes, he was nervous about showering with Chase. He was nervous about being naked. He was nervous about seeing Chase naked, and Chase seeing him naked. He was shy. Before coming to America he had never kissed someone, let alone any of the other things he and Chase had done in the last day and a half. 

[color=cde0e1]“It isn’t you. Well not completely you. Yeah, I am nervous. I’ve never done anything like that. But it isn’t [i]you[/i] that is the issue. Trust me there.”[/color] How to explain his issue with showers? Ben didn’t even know why he didn’t like them. It had been fine growing up. His parents had bathed him and taught him hygiene. But sometime ago he had just stopped caring, or wanting to shower. He didn’t see why it mattered. He felt it was almost a waste of time. He’d wash his hands and if he were particularly muddy he’d clean up. This trip was more on the dirty side than normal. He had sweat and gotten dusty and dirty so a shower was in order, if he was completely honest with himself. Ben gave up. He shrugged. 

[color=cde0e1]”Baths are the worst thing, like worse than being stuck in a car for hours. Showers... they are fine. The faster the better.”[/color] Ben didn’t know that he had claustrophobia. He didn’t realize that he hated the small space of the car because he felt trapped. He didn’t know that it was all connected. He had had issues with small spaces as long as he could remember but he didn’t know what that meant. He didn’t know that it had all been compounded by his time undergoing terrigensis.  

[Color=585c74]”Its just like showering at the gym. Nothing more than that unless you want it to be ok?”[/color] Chase's voice was soft, caring, as if he was trying to reassure Ben that he wouldn't do anything he didn't like. In reality he may have been trying to reassure himself of that. Ben had reminded him so much of his lost friend, he was afraid he would push him away too, hurt him like he did his other. [Color=585c74]”A fast…shower? Never heard of it. I love to bask under the warm water. It feels so nice against my muscles, especially if I've been skating all day or working out. But I'm with you on baths. They suck.”[/color] 

Chase had neglected to mention how he cannot face the shower head with his head under the water, how if even a bit of water makes him stop breathing while he is under he is likely to have a panic attack because it brought forth the memories of his tank. He didn't need to say it because it wouldn't happen, he'd ensure he was always facing the right way, and thankfully Ben seemed to hate baths as much as he did, so he didn't need to worry about feeling submerged.

[color=cde0e1]”I know. I trust you,”[/color] Ben said in a soft voice. [color=cde0e1]”If I’ve been working out or sweating from skating or parkour I just rinse off.”[/color] Or, if he could get away with it, wait long enough until he didn’t feel sticky, that was basically the same. 

[color=cde0e1]”The whore bath was fine.”[/color] Ben having discovered a way to clean up without taking a shower meant he would probably do that more often than not going forward. 


Chase stopped. Full stop. He faced Ben with a surprised look on his face. So far every time he'd met him Ben had seemed showered up, presentable. Had he just been lucky with his timings? Was it the Old Man's doing? [Color=585c74]”Ben, and I say this with as much kindness as I have, that's absolutely disgusting. Is that why you wore about ten pounds of Axe spray when I first met you? Which, by the way, I'm getting you into decent perfume oils and good deodorant.”[/color] A question danced across his mind, and he was too afraid to know the answer but he had to know. Giving Ben a flat look. [Color=585c74]”When's the last time you took a shower?”[/color]

Ben felt weird. He felt embarrassment and anger rise like bile. He wanted to snap at Chase and defend his choices. It was only that Chase had said it was with ‘kindness.’ He didn’t want him to do that. Axe was fine. It was the thing his friends all used. If he stopped he felt like he would lose a little piece of that. He decided to ignore all of that and just answer the last question.

[color=cde0e1]“The first.”[/color] He shrugged. He had been up late for the New Year, had crashed out and not gotten up until after noon. Matt had told him to take a shower and they had gone out after. He had skated, and went to bed early. The next day Matt had finally agreed that Ben and Chase could go on this trip. He had not showered that day, or the night prior after skating. 

Chase sighed, a mixture of relief and defeat. [Color=585c74]”Would you be fine if we showered tonight and tomorrow morning? Doesn't have to be a full shower. No hair or whatever tonight, just washing our bodies before bed. Hair is a definite must tomorrow though.”[/color] He noticed that Ben didn't comment on the idea of perfume. Chase had his own tastes in it, and he wondered if Ben might like the scents he liked. He'd brought what he considered ‘travel sizes’ with him of a couple perfume oils. They were sample bottles save for one that was a roll on oil. 

Chase closed the distance between him and Ben, having wanted to hold him, to kiss him, even if he hadn't showered in two days. But when he got near he hesitated. He couldn't read the expression on Ben's face, couldn't tell if he was upset or fine or how badly he just fucked things up. His hands had spread slightly for a hug, but it was clear on Chase's face that there was a bit of sadness behind his eyes in having potentially ruined another friendship.

A sort of relief went through Ben when Chase opened his arms. Matt had been so insistent on the showering. He had noticed quickly that Ben needed the reminder. Needed to be told to do it. 

He nodded, agreeing to the shower both tonight and tomorrow morning. As much as he would prefer it was just one of those. He’d do it. He’d hate it, but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad with Chase there. 

[color=cde0e1]“Yeah, sure.”[/color] Ben stepped forward into Chase’s open arms. Being shorter usually annoyed him, but right now, it felt nice. 

Chase pulled him in tight, afraid that if he let him go Ben would run away. There was a hitch in his breath as he choked back a tear, a single one escaping down his cheek. He cleared his throat, wiping the tear away before pulling back. [Color=585c74]”Cool trail huh?”[/color] His eyes instantly averting Bens.

Ben took a careful step. One that wasn’t too far, but gave him a little space. He took a deep breath. He looked around Sherman trail, the path continuing on. There was snow on the edges of the path. Not in large piles, but sticking here and there. He smiled. It was a cool trail. 

Ben held out his hand and after a moment a beetle landed on it. It was just a lady bug, but those were common year round insects. Ben held it up so that Chase could see it. 

[color=cde0e1]”It is a cool trail.”[/color] 

Chase snapped a photo of Ladybug. Sure they were common things, but it was the first bug of the day. [Color=585c74]”I hear they're good luck. Especially if they land on you.”[/color] He took another photo, this time just of Ben and he smiled. His phone may very well be out of memory after this trip with thousands of photos of a silly crush. He knew Ben liked him back but.. would he want to date him? Gods, did [i]he[/i] want to date him? Chase wasn't sure, he'd never dated a guy before and the idea of it…he looked at Ben, studied his expressions as he focused on the ladybug and Chase bit the inside of his cheek. Did they need to label it? Should they?

[color=cde0e1]“Huh, I’ve never heard that before.”[/color] Ben tilted his hand to look at the lady bug closer. [color=cde0e1]”Are you good luck?”[/color] The bug fluttered its wings. 

[color=cde0e1]”I don’t think it has even heard of that before.”[/color] He cracked a grin. 

[Color=585c74]”Really? It's across many cultures mythologies or well…lore. They say that if a ladybug lands on you it brings you good luck, new love, or some even think it can grant you a wish. Killing one however is said to place a curse upon you. Surprised you haven't heard of it.”[/color] Chase made his way over towards Ben and the ladybug as he spoke, his tone very matter-of-fact. He leaned down to look at the ladybug closer. [Color=585c74]”I guess you don't hear your own mythos too much huh?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]“I never really paid much attention to the myths. More the science of bugs.”[/color] He shrugged, and wondered if Chase knew it because of the same friend who knew the stars. He wanted to ask. Wanted to know what things Chase had learned for other people. He also wanted to feel special. Wanted to think that Chase put in as much effort because it was for him. 

[color=cde0e1]”I would never kill one. Rude of people to do that. Ladybugs are super important for the environment.”[/color] 

Chase's eyes flitted up, as his face stayed  looking towards the ladybug on Ben's finger. [Color=585c74]”You're staring.”[/color] His eyes went back to fixated on the species before him, watching how it moved, how it interacted. [Color=585c74]”If you have something to say spit it out. I would've thought you'd know that by now. Especially given we'll be together for ten whole days.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Where did you learn about that myth?”[/color] Ben asked after a moment of silence. His own eyes going to the bug on his hand. 

[Color=585c74]”Heard it somewhere. When I was a kid. There was this sort of…alleyway, full of shops and stalls, I think it was a Farmer's Market. Anyways, I was looking at some of the wares they were selling and a ladybug landed on my head, right on my nose to be more pedantic. The old lady running the stall told me it was good luck, I asked her about that and afterwards I started looking into it. I love legends, lore, myths. The Call to Adventure, the Hero of a Thousand Faces. It's always fascinated me, Arthurian legends more so than anything but…I grew to like em all.”[/color]

Ben imagined something more fanciful than a Farmer’s Market. Imagined it dingy, with birds in cages and carts with food being cooked on grills. It was basically a movie scene in his head. Because of that he wasn’t sure if he fully believed it, but as far as he knew Chase hadn’t lied to him yet. Chase also had proven before that he was very much into stories like the Arthurian legends so that wasn’t surprising. He accepted it as true. 

[color=cde0e1]”Huh, that sounds cool. There are ton of Farmer’s markets in London, I’ve been to a couple. But no where near as cool as learning about lady bugs there. There is one guy who sells honey all the bees love him. He was cool. I chatted with him a lot.”[/color] The beekeeper was like that with bees and no super power. Ben had been jealous of him at the time. Now he knew he could do the same if he wanted, but it felt like cheating in a way. 

[Color=585c74]”Not every city has a mystical farmers market full of wizened old ladies.”[/color] Chase shrugged before finally standing back up straight and stretching out his back. He walked over, past Ben, and scooped up a large pile of snow off the trail, balling it up before plopping it atop of Ben's head. [Color=585c74]”Woulda thrown it but I'd hate to harm the lovely lady on your finger.”[/color]

Ben cursed. He hissed as the cold snow soaked into his hair. Quickly he bent forward and with the hand that was not holding the ladybug he dusted his hair. 

[color=cde0e1]”That was cold.”[/color] The double meaning not being totally missed on Ben. He gave the ladybug a little psychic push, sending it away. Then lunged for snow to throw back at Chase. 

[Color=585c74]”Maybe I just wanted an excuse to be able to warm you up.”[/color] Chase similarly went to grab some more snow. [Color=585c74]”Or maybe I like the way the cold makes your cheeks and nose rosie.”[/color]

Ben stuck out his tongue as he picked up the snow. His fingers were already a little numb from the air temperature, touching the ice felt almost hot. He picked it up and as best as he could formed it into a ball. It made a rough shape, and he tossed it at Chase. The snow shattered and fell apart as it hit him. 

The snow fight that followed between the two boys was silly, and both got scrapped up and dirty. There was no avoiding it. The snow had sticks and pine needles and in one case an actual pine cone. 

But they were laughing. It was fun. And Chase grabbed Ben’s hands to keep him from gathering another snow ball. Ben tried to pull away, but Chase held fast and the two tumbled to the ground right into a frigid pile of snow. 

Chase couldn't help himself from giggling. He hadn't had fun like this in years. His hands were still wrapped around Ben's as he lay on his side in the snow, staring at him with a dopey lovestruck smile. He removed one hand, putting it around Ben's waist before pulling him closer. The sound of snow crunched between him as he did so, he leaned in, the tip of his nose numb, as he was very aware of the heat of his own breath. Chase took short, shallow breaths as he smiled towards him before leaning in and giving him a passionate kiss. 

Ben returned the kiss. He was cold as hell, but he didn’t care. He liked kissing Chase and he was having fun. He was soaked, and dirty, and probably ruined his shirt at the least. But still he didn’t care. He wanted to kiss Chase and look at bugs, and this was the best winter break of his life. He was so lucky he got to do this. Ben wrapped an arm around Chase and pulled him in closer, he pressed up against him, he shivered as the soaked clothing pressed against his skin. He drew warmth from Chase, though neither had a lot to share at the moment. 

Chase pressed his forehead against Ben's, panting both from the activities as well as the cold and his rapidly beating heart. The grin not once fading away. His voice was low, raspy, as he simply looked towards the closing space between them. [Color=585c74]”How did I get so lucky? Huh?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]“I could ask the same question,”[/color] Ben said back, leaning into Chase. [color=cde0e1]“I didn’t expect any of this.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Neither did I.”[/color] Chase pressed a kiss against Ben's forehead. [Color=585c74]”If we stay down here we may develop hypothermia, or worse, a cold.”[/color] 

[color=cde0e1]“It is very cold. I am wet. I think I might lose a finger or two.”[/color] Ben held up his hand, his fingers were thinned out and bright red.

[Color=585c74]”Beetle rock tomorrow then. For now let's get you in the car and warmed up ok?”[/color] Chase grabbed Ben's hand and placed a kiss on it, partially hoping the warmth from his lips would help a little bit.

Ben nodded, shivering. The kiss did help. It warmed him from the inside more than his fingertips though. [color=cde0e1]”Yeah, I could stand to dry off. We have time for Beetle rock tomorrow?”[/color] Ben was not sure how long it would take them to get to all of the planned locations. He hoped that spending two days here wouldn’t mess them up. It was already late in the day since it had taken them all day to get here in the first place. 

[Color=585c74]”For you? Absolutely Bug Boi, we have time. Now –”[/color] Chase sunk them back into the shadows and brought them inside the Jeep. [Color=585c74]” –Let's get this heat on.”[/color] He checked the time, saw it was past the time marker Morgan had given him. Pulling down on the visor, two hotel key cards fell out with the room number written atop the paper sleeve they were in. His phone then buzzed with a text message that said ‘Enjoy.’ Chase grinned as he looked up the directions to the hotel that was written on the cards and began the drive there. 

The hotel they arrived at was [i]nice[/i]. Chase didn't know what kind of connections Morgan or PJ had pulled for this, and he didn't care either. [Color=585c74]”Ready for a room for the night?”[/color]

Ben, once they had gotten in the car and the heater had started, had shoved his fingers basically into the vents. He was [i]cold.[/i] He had not dressed for snow. His jacket was warm enough for L.A. winters. It was not ideal for snow. 

He had raised an eyebrow when Chase found the hotel key. [color=cde0e1]“Yes, I’d love a room. A bed, a heater, both of those sound great,”[/color] Ben said through chattering teeth. 

[Color=585c74]”A warm shower even?[/color] Chase tried to laugh but the cold just hurt. He pulled out his hand and grabbed Ben's, sending them both to the floor they needed to be on before looking to see where their room was. After a few signs he'd found it, swiped the key, and gone in to see a surprisingly nice room the space was wide, they had TV, a minifridge with gatorades in it, his…hoodie? What was that doing here? Atop the bed (wait they had only one bed? Cheapass) was a massive box of chocolates, with another small box on top of it and a note folded in half above it. Chase let out an impressed whistle as he entered the room.

Ben followed Chase into the room. He was impressed too. The room was bigger than he expected. He was a little surprised about there being only one bed. He raised an eyebrow at Chase, not knowing that Chase hadn’t been the one to book the room. 

He glanced into the bathroom and a weird feeling washed over him. A sense of relief. The bathroom was big. The shower was ADA accessible. It didn’t give him the normal feeling of the walls closing in around him that he expected. 

[color=cde0e1]”Okay, yeah a warm shower even,”[/color] he said, bringing it to Chase’s attention.  

Chase smiled, as he went over towards Ben. As he walked he stripped off his own jacket, tossing it aside to the floor of the bathroom. He started kissing Ben's neck as he had the night before, and as he did he helped remove his jacket, and then tried to remove his shirt but was too greedy, too hasty in doing so. As he pulled on the shirt the collar ripped, Chase pulled back quickly [color=585c74]”Shit. Sorry man, hope you didn't like this shirt.”[/color] Was all he said before going back into it, kissing down his shoulders as he'd done before and leaving a new mark right next to the previous one. The shirt, having already been ruined, was fully torn off of Ben and thrown to the side.

Ben’s shirt had been wet. He winced a little when it was ruined, but it wasn’t his favorite shirt, it wasn’t even a new one. So that was good. He shivered, a mix between the kisses, hickey, and cold that had seeped into his bones. As Chase undressed him, he returned the favor. Helping Chase out of his shirt, adding it to the pile of damp clothing. 

[color=cde0e1]”Lucky you, I didn’t really like it.”[/color] 

Chase resurfaced for a second [Color=585c74]”Lucky me indeed.”[/color] before he went right back into it, moving them into the bathroom fully as they made out. His hands quickly drifted down to Ben's belt, going to unbuckle it before he stopped, looking up to Ben before his eyes glanced back down. [Color=585c74]”Oh, uh, is it ok if I take em off? Or do you want to do it? You are more than welcome to take mine off though if you want.”[/color]

Ben took a moment to breathe. Then he nodded. [color=cde0e1]”Yeah, go ahead,”[/color] he said softly. Reaching for Chase’s belt and undoing it, and then unbuckling Chase’s pants. 

[Color=585c74]”Fuck yes.”[/color] Chase wasted no time, undoing Ben's belt with one quick motion as he hooked his thumb beneath Ben's boxers and pulled both his pants and boxers off at the same time. Beyond that he kept his hands above the waist, briefly glancing behind him to see the shower knob and pulling on the shadows to solidify and turn it over to hot so the water would warm up as they continued. 

Ben helped get Chase the rest of the way out of his clothing. As soon as the water was warm, steam slowly starting to fill the room, Ben stepped into the water. He held one of Chase’s hands, bringing Chase with him. A brief spike of his usual panic hit him, but he held out a hand and found the lack of wall or curtain wildly reassuring. He let the warm water spill over him. 

Chase had a whole canvas to kiss now, and his temptations ran wild. But he had promised Ben he wouldn't do more than he was comfortable doing. He did however move his kisses further down, starting from Ben's lips, to his neck, shoulders, chest, all the way down to his stomach before making his way back up. [Color=585c74]”You're absolutely gorgeous.”[/color] He wanted to press Ben against the shower wall, but he knew that he didn't feel comfortable in them as is, so instead he pulled Ben closer, pressing their bodies against each other.

Ben had his own body image issues, but he kept his mouth shut about that. He had spent the morning reassuring Chase that he thought he was attractive. Ben grabbed Chase’s chin and made him look at him.

[color=cde0e1]”Hey, you’re damn hot yourself.”[/color] He grinned. 

[Color=585c74]”And you're holding onto the wrong part of me Big Ben.”[/color] Chase glanced down before biting gently on Ben's lower lip. [Color=585c74]”I won't argue you, if you think I'm damn hot, that's on you.”[/color] His hand slid lower down Ben's back.

Ben gasped in surprise and stepped forward, deeper into Chase’s arm. Ben was blushing. 

[color=cde0e1]”Shower?”[/color] Ben asked, his voice cracking a little. 

Chase laughed, reaching over to grab the body wash that was there. [Color=585c74]”Fine. Shower.”[/color] He squeezed a bit of the product into his hands, lathering it for a second before placing his hand right on top of the newly formed hickey as he began to wash Ben's shoulders. 

Ben relaxed again as Chase started to wash him. [color=cde0e1]”Want me to return the favor?”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Do you even have to ask?”[/color]

Ben gave a little shrug and got some soap to lather up and started washing Chase back.

[center][u][h2]The Evening of Jan 3rd[/h2][/u][/center]

Chase grabbed the towels from the bathroom counter and tossed one over towards Ben after the shower was shut off. He began drying his hair off with the towel, leaving his body fully exposed without any care. Ben had already seen him naked, what was a little longer. He hadn’t known about some of the markings that now littered his body. Six circular marks of discoloration, three on each side of his lower back. There were other similar marks along his spine, all appearing to be the size of a medium sized needle. 

Chase grabbed the hoodie off the counter, a note falling out in Morgan's handwriting that simply read ‘Since you ruined his shirt'. Chase smiled and rolled his eyes. [Color=585c74]”You can sleep in this tonight if you want. It's my hoodie, since I…sort of ruined your shirt earlier.”[/color] Chase let out a nervous chuckle before seeing the second note placed atop the box of condoms. ‘Make sure Ben showers.’ Already did Morgan. He crumbled the two notes and tossed them in the trash before making his way back to Ben, hoodie in hand.

Ben had noticed the markings on Chase, but wasn’t sure how to ask about them. He dried himself off, and wrapped his towel around his waist. Even after that shower he was still nervous and shy about being naked. 

[color=cde0e1]”Thank you.”[/color] He took the hoodie and slid it on, as he did Ben smelled it, and could smell Chase on it. He smiled. [color=cde0e1]”Is my bag here or still in the jeep?”[/color] He wanted trousers, and boxers. He wondered if the hotel had an option for laundry so that he could wash his trousers from today. Ben may not like showering, but clean clothes was something he did enjoy. He hadn’t planned on his trousers getting totally messed up, though he did have a second pair. Ten days was a long time to go with only one pair of jeans.  

[Color=585c74]”Car. I'll snag it tomorrow morning after we shower again and wash that hair. Just sleep in my hoodie tonight ok? You can even try on some of my perfumes if you'd like, I don't mind sharing. For now– “[/color] Chase tossed his towel onto the bathroom floor. [Color=585c74]”–Mind clearing the bed? I could use a lay down even if we don't go to sleep right away.”[/color]

Ben nodded, he was glad the hoodie was bigger enough to cover him enough, though he definitely still wished he had boxers at least. At the bed he picked up the giant box of chocolates and box of condoms. 

[color=cde0e1]”Did you tell them when you booked this place to uh... that we were... uh...”[/color] He held up the box of condoms so that Chase could see. 

Embarrassment ran through Chase as he spied the box that Ben was holding. [Color=585c74]”Oh my – Morgan! Sorry that's…ugh! Morgan booked the room for us, I guess she decided to leave us a few things.”[/color] Chase pointed to the Gatorade in the fridge meant for their post sex electrolyte intake. [Color=585c74]”We don't, we don't have to Ben. She's probably laughing it up right now.”[/color]

Ben was bright red. He stared at the box for a moment and then looked at Chase. [color=cde0e1]“I-i-i I’m not against the possibility of doing more. I’m actually very interested in it, if you take what certain body parts have said their vote was. I just... I don’t know if [i]tonight[/i] is right.”[/color] Ben had only known Chase for barely over a week. 

Chase sighed with relief. [Color=585c74]”OK cool. Cuz I wasn't exactly ready for that. It's all still new you know?”[/color] Chase flopped onto the bed, running one hand over his hair as he stared up at the ceiling. The thought of it was enticing, but…it was way too soon. If this was just a hookup or friends with benefits sure, but…Ben felt different. 

Ben sighed, relieved. He nodded. [color=cde0e1]“Yeah, same for me. I was just thinking we’ve only known each other for like seven days.”[/color] He was already nervous enough with there being only one bed. 

[color=cde0e1]“So, um, are we ordering food in? Cause I am definitely not going to any diner dressed like this.”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Rude. Technically it's been 18 days since we met. Thank you, and we've been texting for at least 8 of those. Sooo.”[/color] Chase patted the side of the bed next to him for Ben to join him. [Color=585c74]”Im sure there's a menu somewhere here. Go ahead and order us some food, I'm starved.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Okay, fair we met earlier than that. But we didn’t [i]know[/i] each other that well in the like five minutes we spent watching some teens beat each other up.”[/color] Ben hadn’t even really liked Chase in those first hours of knowing him. He had been more irritated than anything. Ben was not telling him that. 

Ben looked around for a menu and found one, he flipped through unsure what to get. While deciding he sat next to Chase. [color=cde0e1]”Hmm, why are like half of these called “California” whatever when the only thing that seems different is they have avocado?”[/color] 

Chase rolled onto his side, wrapping one arm around Ben as his hand lazily rested against his thigh, grazing against his thigh with his thumb. [Color=585c74]”Kinda what we're known for, is just adding avocados to everything. It's good and good for you. Helps keep this bod in shape.”[/color] Chase flexed his abs.

Ben laughed, reached over and patted Chase’s abs. [color=cde0e1]”If it works that well I suppose I should get something with avocado.”[/color] He decided on a ‘California Club Sandwich.’ [color=cde0e1]”You?”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Get two of the same babe –”[/color] Chase froze, then stuttered out the rest. [Color=585c74]”Ben, I meant Ben, Big Ben even.”[/color] Chase buried his head into Ben's thigh in embarrassment. 

Ben froze too. He didn’t know what to do. Part of him wanted to tease Chase. Make it light hearted. Part of him wanted to pretend it didn’t happen. But it had made his gut tighten a little with excitement. His face reddened a little, he patted Chase’s head gently.

[color=cde0e1]”Sure thing babe,”[/color] he said. Ben reached for the phone and called the number for room service.  

Chase buried his head further into Ben's thigh, nodding yes. He kissed the inner thigh before finally looking up at Ben. [Color=585c74]”Thanks. A coke too?”[/color]

Ben nodded, he placed the order for two sandwiches and two drinks. He ran his fingers through Chase’s hair as he was on the phone. 

[color=cde0e1]”Alright, they’ll deliver it in a bit.”[/color] He put the phone back on the cradle. 

Chase moaned as Ben ran his fingers through his hair. [Color=585c74]”No, don't stop…”[/color] He whined, putting a hand on Ben's to make it move on his hair again. He nuzzled further in, kissing his thigh a few times as he got very relaxed. If he was capable of falling asleep, he'd do so in this moment.

Ben smiled indulgently and continued to run his fingers through Chase’s hair. With his other hand he gently rubbed Chase’s back. 

Chase arched his back, leaning into the feeling of Ben's fingers against his back. A soft moan escaping him. [Color=585c74]”This feels great…”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Ah good.”[/color] Ben kept at it, increasing pressure slightly to see if Chase was still alright with it. 

[Color=585c74]”Didn't realize I would get a massage too. What'd I do to deserve this?”[/color] Chase melted over Ben's thigh, looking much like a cat that had fully relaxed itself over the side of a couch. He was half tempted to purr and as he spoke his tone sounded half asleep.

[color=cde0e1]”Were cute,”[/color] Ben said. He kept massaging Chase’s back and scratching at his scalp. It felt good to do something nice for Chase after everything that this trip had been. Even now on only day two. Ben felt spoiled and he wanted to spoil Chase back. 

[Color=585c74]”Well damn, I need to be cute more often. This is absolutely wonderful.”[/color] 

[color=cde0e1]”If I did this every time you were cute I’d never be able to stop.”[/color] Ben gently worked around a knot in Chase’s back, pressing around the edges of it, slowly the knot melted away.

[Color=585c74]”Oh nooo I'm trapped in a cute guy's bare lap as I get a wonderful massage. Whatever will I dooo.”[/color] Chase kissed Ben's inner thigh once more, slowly moving up his thigh with each kiss.

[color=cde0e1]”You poor suffering guy.”[/color] Ben patted Chase’s head. There was a knock on the door. [color=cde0e1]”Sorry, I think that’s room service.”[/color] 

Chase grumbled. He knew that meant one of them would have to get up and regardless of who it was it meant ruining his comfort. He sighed before holding out his hand, the bathroom towel appearing from a pool of shadows that crawled off the wall and onto the bed. [Color=585c74]”I'll get it. You sit here and look cute.”[/color] He wrapped his towel around his waist, making his way towards the door before opening it. [Color=585c74]”Sorry just got out of the shower, you mind leaving it at the door? Here's the tip.”[/color] The hand behind the door cupped against it to form a small well of shadows before some cash appeared from his wallet. Handing it over to the delivery person before they left. 

Chase waited a bit before finally opening the door fully and grabbing the tray they set the food onto, bringing it over towards Ben. [Color=585c74]”Voila”[/color] He dropped the towel once more.

Ben’s eyes flickered with the movement of the towel. His face going pink. [color=cde0e1]”T-t-thank you.”[/color] He held out his hand for his sandwich and drink. [color=cde0e1]”I’ll keep giving you a massage if you want after food?”[/color] 

Chase looked at Ben's hand, then down as his newly exposed section, then back at Ben's hand and finally met Ben's eyes with a smile and a grin. [Color=585c74]”I'd love that, you're really good with your hands.”[/color] He grabbed the plate off the tray and handed it over to Ben, leaving the drink on the counter. 

Ben was very thankful that he was for once not eating or drinking something when Chase said something that would have made him choke. His face went darker red. Ben took his plate and tried to focus on eating his food. 

Chase grabbed his own plate, getting onto the bed and deciding to sit behind Ben, placing his legs around him so that Ben was sitting in between them. He held one arm around Ben's waist, another on his sandwich. Enjoying both the company and the food.

Ben leaned back into Chase a little and munched on his sandwich. It was good to have some food. It wasn’t warm, but he hadn’t wanted to get the soup. He enjoyed the sandwich. The avocado was good. He still didn’t think it was ‘Californian,’ but alright. 

The two sat in relative silence and ate their dinner curled up against each other. When Ben finally finished his sandwich he waited for Chase and then took both of their plates to the table. He picked up his drink and opened it, drinking almost half of it quickly. He burped. 

[color=cde0e1]”Excuse me.”[/color] Ben picked up the other coke and offered it to Chase.

Chase grabbed his bottle and uncapped it as well, chugging down his half before letting out a horrendous belch. [Color=585c74]”Do better.”[/color] He smiled before sipping at the sip and capping it once more.

Ben raised an eyebrow, smiled and chugged another portion of his drink, trying to get as much air with it as possible. Once he finished drinking he took another deep breath, swallowing it after the drink. He let that settle for a moment before burping again. It was loud and smelled a little funky. 

Chase waved away Ben's burp, laughing at the same time as he made sounds of protest. [Color=585c74]”Du-u-u-ude. What was that smell? No more avocado's for you.”[/color] He lay there laughing on the bed.

Ben shook his head. [color=cde0e1]”That was the Lipton tea.”[/color] He laughed and lay down on the bed, putting his soda on the nightstand. 

Chase wasted no time. The second Ben hit the bed he wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him in close. His left leg hooking behind Ben's as the hand that had just pulled him found its way under the hoodie and up his back, leaving them incredibly entwined with no space between them. [Color=585c74]”We have [i]got[/i] to stop meeting like this.”[/color]

Ben squeaked as Chase latched onto him. He didn't freeze or tense. That nervousness was gone now. But the proverbial butterflies fluttered away. 

[color=cde0e1]”I can't massage you like this,”[/color] he protested softly.

Chase's knee jerk reaction was to want to say [i]’How about I massage you from the inside’[/i] as a joke, but he worried somehow that may actually happen. The hotel room was nice, the bed was comfortable, and the company was divine, but he didn't think starting with that line was the best idea for anyone's first time. 
[Color=585c74]”You can massage me later.”[/color] He said as his fingers walked up and down Ben's back. [Color=585c74]”I just want to enjoy you right now.”[/color]

Ben smiled and snuggled in closer to Chase. Ben wanted to ask about Chase’s back, but he didn't want to ruin the moment even more. He decided he would ask this week. Before the trip was over, but maybe in the car or during one of their breaks. Like the one in Tehachapi where they had wandered the supermarket. 

[color=cde0e1]”What if I want to enjoy you?”[/color] 

Chase's breath hitched in his throat. A small shudder escaped as his mind raced to figure out what it was that Ben meant. [Color=585c74]”Ho–h–how would you like to do that?”[/color]

Ben considered that question. It wasn't sex. Sure that was something he was very interested in. Eventually. Right now though he wanted to just lie with Chase. Explore him. He was afraid to take this all too fast. That doing so would break it. He wanted to hear the soft breathing from Chase. He wanted to hear his laughter. He wanted a whole lot of things and Ben did not have the tools or language to express those desires. 

[color=cde0e1]”I think this is nice,”[/color] he said after a moment of contemplation.
[color=cde0e1]”We can... explore.”[/color]

Chase swallowed. He felt Ben's hand slowly sliding down closer and closer but he kept his eyes affixed to Ben's. His breathing became ragged again at the touch. He was split in equal parts desiring for this to happen and afraid of what might come after. He wanted to hold Ben close yet push him away all together. [Color=585c74]”I leave that in your hands. I won't make you do anything you don't want, I promised you that. I don't want to rush you, to rush this, but ‐”[/color] He chuckled, a soft breath following it. [Color=585c74]”I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to explore.”[/color]

Ben swallowed. Fuck he was nervous. He was curious. He [i]wanted[/i] to explore. 

[color=cde0e1]”I’d be lying too. I want to, but I’m scared,”[/color] he admitted. 

Chase chuckled as he buried his head into Ben's chest. [Color=585c74]”Me too. It feels so stupid but…I'm real nervous about it all.”[/color] He pressed a bit closer into Ben.
Ben kissed the top of Chase’s head. Not something he usually had access to being the shorter of the pair. He suddenly wished he had trousers on. Wished there was something he could remove to be a bit closer to Chase. All he had on though was his sweater. He moved his hand closer. 

[color=cde0e1]”I, uh, I’m not sure what I’m doing.”[/color] Ben knew Chase was in the same boat. They had both expressed how this was their first... whatever this was. Ben paused. 

[color=cde0e1]”Do we... are we going to be more? Do you want more than this week? Or is this just a...”[/color] he trailed off not wanting to call it a fling. 

Chase carefully moved his hand up to Ben's, trailing his finger along the back of Ben's hand before gently pushing it further down. [Color=585c74]”Didn't I already tell you Big Ben? I'm your boyfriend from the stands.”[/color] He said with a grin as he looked back up into Ben's eyes before giving him a kiss.

Some tension left Ben. If this was something more serious he could take it seriously. If Chase had joked and said a fling then Ben might have done the dumb thing and accepted it as such. Had a good week and then would have tried to let go of all of the feelings he had tumbling through him. But Chase gave him something to hold onto. 

He kissed back, his hand sliding along and before coming back up. 

The two of them explored each other. Nerves and shyness overborn by desire and interest. It was not perfect. No first exploration of someone else is. But it was for them what they wanted. 


[center][u][h1]Jan. 4th[/h1][/u]
[u][h2]Day two at Sequoia[/h2][/u][/center]

Chase had already been awake before Ben the next morning, the bags ushered in before the dawn even broke. Breakfast had been placed for them and ready by the time Ben woke up. The last night had been a whirlwind of emotions for him, and he had a whole night to try and figure them all out, which he didn't. He did however spend a few sketching Ben as he slept, the view outside their window, and their lovely lady bug, the trees from the hike before, and an image of Ben covered in snow painted with water color to accent the rosie points and his dark hair.  

Chase placed a gentle kiss on Ben's forehead as he woke him up. [Color=585c74]”Morning Bed Bug, how'd you sleep?”[/color] He asked as he began placing the morning's meal on the bedside table next to him. 

Ben stretched. Surprised that Chase had clearly been up and about again. He had even ordered breakfast. 

[color=cde0e1]“Good morning, I slept really well. Had dreams about you and insects.”[/color] Most people if they had dreams about insects would not be happy about it. 

[Color=585c74]”About me?”[/color] Chase watched Ben stretch, watched the way his hoodie slightly rose off his stomach revealing a bit of skin before falling back down. It made sense Ben would dream of insects, but him? This whole trip felt like a dream and it had only been two days so far. [Color=585c74]”Tell me about it, I wanna hear your dreams.”[/color] He brought over the pot of hot water they had sent, placing it on the counter before holding up two bags of tea for Ben to choose from. The only two ‘acceptable’ choices, English Breakfast or Earl Grey.

Ben sat up and grabbed an English Breakfast. He was already red in the face with the question about his dream. [color=cde0e1]”It uh... it was a dirty dream,”[/color] He told Chase honestly. 

[Color=585c74]”Well now you [i]have[/i] to tell me.”[/color] Chase placed the Earl Grey down and grabbed his own cup of black coffee, taking a sip as he looked towards Ben attentively. 

Ben cleared his throat and set about making his tea just right. As he did he started to tell Chase the dream. It had already started slipping away from him, but he told the parts he remembered as best as he could. However, he was nervous about it. The dream had been vivid enough that he was shy while telling Chase about it. His face and ears were bright red. The insects, it should be noted, were not involved in any of the dream that Chase had been involved in. He sipped at his tea satisfied. It was about damn time he had a good cup of tea while on this trip. 

Chase’s face went through several expressions as he listened to the dream. He'd have to remember those details for later if they ever got to trying anything. It didn't help seeing how shy Ben was being, he absolutely adored it. Whether it was an act or all Ben, he didn't care, he just wanted more of it. [Color=585c74]”That is one impressive dream there. Might have to test some of it out and see if it's as good in real life as it is in your dream.”[/color] He took another sip of his coffee before sitting down with his own food next to Ben. A large plate of Avocado Toast with a lemon wedge and some sliced tomatoes that were lightly salted. 

Ben could not get redder. He sipped his tea trying to regain composure. He was not succeeding at it. He munched on his breakfast, and sipped his tea, all the while trying to not get turned on.

Chase placed his cup on the counter next to him. Using one hand to eat his breakfast as the other was placed on Ben's bare leg and ran up and down his thigh slowly. [Color=585c74]”Try this.”[/color] He reached over towards Ben, having him try his avocado toast.

So much for that, Ben thought as Chase’s hand slid up his thigh. He shifted trying to cover it with the sweater. He really wished he had his boxers or trousers right about now. Ben leaned over and took a bite of the toast. It tasted good. 

[color=cde0e1]”Oh I like that. The lemon helps the flavor a lot,”[/color] Ben said, his voice only cracking a little. 

[Color=585c74]”It's good right?”[/color] Chase took another bite as he noticed Ben readjusting his hoodie. His hand sliding even higher up this time.  [Color=585c74]”And see? Even made sure you had a proper cup before I pestered you. It's very important you get one each morning. “[/color] Chase teased as he reached over to grab his coffee.

Ben whimpered. [color=cde0e1]”A proper cup of tea is a very important start for the day,”[/color] Ben said breathlessly. He was [i]trying[/i] to eat and drink his food, but Chase was making that very difficult. 

Marvel Jesus Christ. The whimpers. It only made Chase want to do it more. He moved his hand as high as it would go,he squeezed Ben's thigh slightly. [Color=585c74]”Mind if I take a sip?”[/color]

If Chase wanted to elicit more whimpers... He succeeded. Ben gasped, bit his lip and tried to keep from reacting more. He was not very good at that. [color=cde0e1]”Go for it,”[/color] Ben said, his voice shaky. He held out his tea cup for Chase. 

Chase leaned over and took a sip from Ben's cup, looking up at him as he drank.  [Color=585c74]”Tastes good, actually really good. Kind of sweet but not overly so. Though I think I prefer the taste of –”[/color] He leaned further down, first kissing Ben's thigh, then biting it softly as he did so a few times before coming back up. [Color=585c74]”– you.”[/color]

Ben [i]almost[/i] spilled his tea. If it weren’t for a lifetime of keeping his tea cups from spilling he probably would have. He also moaned. 

[color=cde0e1]”This is just getting to be cruel. Are we... uh... having a slow morning in?”[/color] he asked haltingly.

[Color=585c74]”Cruel? Here I thought you enjoyed my little touches. But I can stop if you'd like. I figured we can have a bit of a slow morning, go out to Beetle rock then stay the night here until we jet off to the next place tomorrow.”[/color] At this point Chase had fully leaned up, going to grab his abandoned breakfast as his hand slowly retreated from Ben's upper thigh. 

[color=cde0e1]”I do enjoy your touches. A little too much. So if you’re going to finish what you started please do. Otherwise, I think I’ll take that morning shower by myself, because I’ll want to take care of this.”[/color] Ben had paused before he spoke, taking a couple deep breaths trying to find his equilibrium.  

[Color=585c74]”I love the way you think my little Bed Bug.”[/color] Chase abandoned his plate once more, lowering himself on the bed as he rolled over and placed himself between Ben's legs as he lay on his stomach. He began kissing him up his thigh as he spoke in-between each kiss. [Color=585c74]”Start – off – in – the bed – finish – in – the – shower – together.”[/color] By the end of this his mouth was right where his hand used to be, buried between, as he kissed him several times. 

Ben gasped with the first movement and then moaned at the kisses. He already knew he was going to have to be careful with his clothing when he got back, making sure he kept certain spots covered. He wondered briefly if his Uncle thought this might happen. That thought was shattered. He didn’t speak, just gave a soft [color=cde0e1]”Uh-huh,”[/color] of agreement. 

Chase came up from Ben's lap, looking at his boyfriend. [Color=585c74]”Don't let your food get cold, I'm enjoying mine.”[/color] As soon as he finished speaking he repeated what'd he'd done but on the other leg. Making sure not to miss a single bit of skin on his way up. 

[color=cde0e1]”I don’t think I can multitask like that,”[/color] Ben admitted. He whimpered again as Chase grasped him. Yeah, eating food and doing this at the same time was off the table. 

Chase continued for a moment longer before he finally stopped, letting go slowly, before making his way to his side of the bed. [Color=585c74]”If you can't do both then you'll need to eat first. We still have a whole shower to get through and I'm sure it'll be an enjoyable one. “[/color]

Ben moaned in disagreement, but quickly ate what was left of his breakfast. [color=cde0e1]”Fine. Done.”[/color] 

Chase had finished his own meal, and as soon as Ben gave the green light he struck. Getting between his legs again, as he used his own to spread Ben's wider. He placed his hands on Ben's hips and pulled him towards him and onto Ben’s back, legs up, as Chase kissed his neck. His hands found purchase on Ben's lower and upper back, before thrusting towards him and using the angle of his legs to lift Ben up and onto his lap where he now sat.

[color=cde0e1]”Eep!”[/color] Ben exclaimed as Chase maneuvered him. He did not know what Chase was planning.  

Chase grinned. [Color=585c74]”You ready to go in?”[/color] 

Ben’s eyes widened. [color=cde0e1]”Uh...”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Benny Boy…seriously? The shower? You promised we'd take one today and hinted at us finishing in there.”[/color] Chase's hold slacked a little bit, allowing Ben to move a little further away so they could see each other's eyes.

Ben gave a tiny sigh of relief and then nodded. [color=cde0e1]”Yeah, okay, that sounds good.”[/color] He licked his lips nervously. 

Chase lifted Ben up, carefully getting off the bed as he began to walk towards the shower. Ben's arms wrapped around Chase’s neck, while his legs wrapped around his waist. As soon as he got into the threshold of the bathroom he gave Ben a kiss on his neck. [Color=585c74]”And once we get in we can fuck.”[/color] Chase said with a grin before laughing as he couldn't keep a straight face.

Ben was starting to think Chase got off on the noises he made. [color=cde0e1]”What!?”[/color] Ben’s voice cracked. 

[Color=585c74]”What? You said not [i]tonight[/i] and it's morning now so clearly it's fine now right?”[/color] Chase kissed Ben's lips. [Color=585c74]”Im [i]joking[/i]. That won't happen until you ask or tell me that you're ready for it. Already told you that.”[/color] Chase used one hand to take off his hoodie from Ben before he turned the shower on for them both.

Ben moved so that Chase could take off the hoodie easier. [color=cde0e1]”Good. Thank you.”[/color] He was relieved. Again he didn’t have the usual panic and hatred that bubbled, it was a heady feeling. He felt safe. He kissed Chase. 

[Color=585c74]”I'm going to press you against the wall slightly. Is that ok? I just need a bit of help keeping you up if I'm going to wash those dark curls of yours. Once the shampoo and soap comes out things will get slippery and I don't want you getting hurt. Is that…ok?”[/color] Chase hadn't put him against the wall yet, his tone reassuring and soft as he spoke. 

Ben nodded. He didn’t see a reason why that would be a problem. 

Chase pressed Ben against the shower's cold wall, kissing Ben's neck as he did. His hand tracing along Ben's side. 

That was in fact a problem. It felt like his stomach dropped into a pit. Fear pulsed through him. Ben tensed. He slammed one of his arms that had been wrapped around Chase against the wall. Almost like he was trying to press against the wall, push it away from himself. His reaction [i]could[/i] be interpreted as a reaction to the coldness of the wall. 

Chase continued to kiss Ben's neck, smiling as he moved and tensed. [Color=585c74]”Sorry sorry it's a bit cold. It'll warm up in a bit I promise. Just give it time.”[/color] 

Ben tried to breathe. It was like breathing through a straw. He gulped at the air as the fear and panic seemed to overwhelm him. [color=cde0e1]”Down. Please.”[/color] 

Chase instantly pulled Ben away from the wall. He recognized the panic that was setting in. The same panic he felt sometimes when submerged in water, when his eyes closed and he forgot he wasn't locked in the tank any longer. That he was free. He placed Ben onto the built-in chair in the shower, kneeling before him as he cupped his face and bent the shadows to force the water to hit straight down and away from them. [Color=585c74]”BennyBabe. Breathe, please deep slow breaths,  breathe. What's wrong? Talk to me.”[/color] 

Ben gulped at the air, trying to focus on Chase and his voice. Removed from the wall it was easier. He gripped onto Chase, not pulling away, but using him to ground himself. It took a bit of time. Ben couldn’t answer right away. His eyes were brimming with tears. 

[color=cde0e1]”That... was,”[/color] he swallowed, and then shook his head. [color=cde0e1]”I don’t know, but it has never been that bad. Never. Not like that.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”I think…”[/color] Chase felt a bit of panic welling inside his own chest. He wanted to help Ben, but if he said too much he may end up hating him instead. He sighed, a shaky breath. [Color=585c74]”It was just a small panic attack. I don't know what caused it, but…I've had them before myself. Do you know…can you describe what you felt?”[/color]

Ben swallowed again, he hadn’t let go of Chase, his hands were shaking. 

[color=cde0e1]”I touched the wall, it was... my stomach, my lungs. It feels like I’m breathing through a straw. I can’t get enough air.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”You're claustrophobic. Why didn't you tell me? I mean, I should've figured it out, sure. The car rides, shower issues, it makes sense.”[/color] Chase clicked his tongue before pressing his forehead against Ben's. [Color=585c74]”Dude. Not cool, you have to let me know about these things or I can't plan for them.”[/color] It explained why Morgan had chosen an ADA shower now. The whole bathroom was a wide open space including the shower.

Ben’s eyebrows furrowed. [color=cde0e1]”Claustrophobic?”[/color] His heart rate was slowing down and he could get full breaths now. 

Chase mouthed the word ‘Oh’. Ben didn't know. He couldn't have told him because  he didn't even know himself. [Color=585c74]”Basically you don't do well in small or tight spaces. Bathtubs, small showers, [i]cars[/i]. You…may want to tell the Old Man about this. Not to kill the mood but, it's something a guardian should know. Which begs the question, how'd you stay in the closet for so long?”[/color]

Ben was nodding along. Okay, that made sense. Yeah he’d have to tell Uncle Matt. What? He pulled back a little and tilted his head confused, in the closet? And then it dawned on him. He hadn’t told anyone he was gay, he hadn’t even realized it till now, he was in the closet. He hadn’t come out. He blinked, and then laughed. 

Chase smiled as Ben laughed. Thank goodness he was taking this well. He didn't know how he would handle someone having a panic attack while they're both naked inside of a shower. He rested his head down on Ben's lap with a sigh. [Color=585c74]”Really had me scared there for a moment Bug.”[/color]

Ben ran his fingers through Chase’s hair, [color=cde0e1]”Sorry. I didn’t expect that. Looking back, it makes sense though. As soon as I saw the shower when we arrived I didn’t have this pit in my gut. I had had this building tension in my shoulders, but it went away. It felt okay. I didn’t know why.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”I'm glad.”[/color] He let Ben run his fingers through his hair. Breathing softly as he did so before kissing Ben's thigh. [Color=585c74]”Didn't mean to kill the mood. Sorry.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”If anyone killed it it was me,”[/color] Ben said softly. [color=cde0e1]”I don’t know what would have happened if you didn’t take me away from the wall. I felt like I was being pressed in a vice. I think normally at home in the shower I have time to hype myself up for it. I didn’t with that. You didn’t know.”[/color] Ben was babbling a little. Losing the train of thought. But he wanted to reassure Chase. 

[Color=585c74]”You ready to get back in it? Still gotta wash that hair.”[/color]

Ben took a couple more deep breaths and then nodded. [color=cde0e1]”Yeah. I am.”[/color] 

Chase held his hand out for Ben to take as he stood up. Leading the pair back into the showers before grabbing the bottle of shampoo and lathering it into Ben's hair. They each helped each other wash up, cleaning what little remained from the day before. When done, Chase grabbed the towels and gave one to Ben, similar to last night as he walked away drying his hair. This time however he had made his way over towards his bags. Grabbing a small wooden box that contained two small glass vials with rubber stoppers and a slightly larger glass cylinder with a roll on bar at its end. 

He held each one up one at a time as he explained them to Ben. [Color=585c74]”This one smells like wet soil and tree bark, this one is more like a smokey campfire, and this one smells like fresh rain. I usually mix them together to make my own scent, real careful with how much of each I use. And because it's oils you don't need a whole ton.”[/color]

Ben took the towel and dried off. He took his time. Lost a little in thought as he wrapped the towel around his waist and joined Chase. He listened to the descriptions.

[color=cde0e1] “Is it a combination of all three that makes your sweater smell like that?”[/color] 

Chase felt his face get a little warm. He hadn't noticed Ben had been smelling his sweater. [Color=585c74]”Probably. That and a mixture of my own natural oils. Scents change from person to person based on body chemistry. But it'll be real close to it. Why?[/color] Stupid question, but Chase wanted to hear it.

Ben's face reddened slightly as he said, [color=cde0e1]”I liked the smell of it, I like your smell.”[/color]

Chase sighed. Grabbing his stick of deodorant and walking it over towards Ben.[Color=585c74]”Use this, I'll put my perfume on you after so you can smell like me. Let me know when my scent comes off that.”[/color] Chase pointed towards the sweater Ben had been using. [Color=585c74]”I'll swap it out and give you a new one, well slightly used one, each time. Deal?”[/color]

Ben smiled, [color=cde0e1]”Deal.”[/color] He put on the deodorant and got dressed in fresh clothes. His trousers from the day prior had been left in the bathroom and were not pleasant, but he did have a clean pair.

Chase doled out the oils, placing them carefully on Ben's wrists, and neck. Letting them dry off before placing a kiss at each spot. [Color=585c74]”Hate to admit it, but you look better in my sweater than I do.”[/color]

Ben snorted with a small laugh. He liked Chase doing this. Even if he felt not using the Axe was leaving yet another piece of home behind. He hated that. But loved this. Another annoying contradiction. Would it end? 

[color=cde0e1]”If we have time today to hit up a laundry mat we should; our clothes from yesterday need it.”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”I think there's one in this building. May as well clean up all our clothes before moving forward. Good call.”[/color]

Ben gathered all the dirty clothes. Including the ones from the first day. If they were doing laundry, might as well wash it all. Ben wanted to make sure he had a pair of clean trousers as a back up in case he got dirty again. 

[color=cde0e1]”Let's go find it.”[/color] 

The pair of them found the laundry and set it to wash. They'd have to wait but they could hang out while waiting. Once that was finished they headed back into the park for Beetle Rock. On the way Chase saw a World Market store and they stopped to check out the international section of the store. They stocked up on snacks from Ben's part of the world.

The pair had finally made it towards their destination, Beetle Rock. Hiking through a short trail within the forest lead them over to a large rocky surface, that overlooked some of the mountain range. The clear blue skies above them made the scenery ahead seem almost like a Bob Ross painting. Chase had sat down on one of the larger boulders present, hands placed behind him as he stared off into the distance. 

Ben sat next to Chase looking out at the vista. [color=cde0e1]”Do you want to do some art?”[/color] Ben asked. [color=cde0e1]”We can definitely sit here for a while and enjoy the view.”[/color]

Chase startled a bit as Ben spoke. [Color=585c74]”I'd…like that, yeah. Easier to do when the subject is in front of me instead of just from a picture.”[/color] He pulled out his small sketchbook, flipping through the days pages until he found a blank one. His expression more concentrated as he began to sketch out a rough draft of the scenery with a very light hand.

Ben watched as Chase drew. He snapped a photo, and changed that to the contact photo. It was a perfect picture. Chase doing what he enjoyed. Ben sat quietly next to him, he didn't feel pressed in like he did in the car and now he understood why. 

He texted Matt, gave him the usual general updates. He looked up claustrophobia. A sense of relief at [i]understanding[/i] what was wrong with him washed over. The conversation in the shower had been a crack in something he hadn't realized had controlled him so completely. He was still afraid of it all, but the knowing made it easier to handle.

Chase hadn't noticed when Ben took the picture. Too focused as he began to perfect the lines of his sketch, deepening the pressure of the pencil to make more permanent changes as he tried his best to encapsulate the scenery. There were moments he hadn't touched the paper at all, placing the pencil between his upper lip and nose and balancing it there as he scrunched his face to figure out what to do next before finally putting pencil to paper again. The silence was nice. He didn't dislike Ben talking, in fact he enjoyed just about every noise he made. But he loved to be wrapped in silence, to hear nothing but the world around him.

Ben didn't want to disturb Chase, but he did want to get up and walk around a bit. He would hold off though. He mentally reached out and a beetle flew to him landing on his open palm. It was a common enough beetle but that didn't change Ben's joy. Beetles were great, common or not.

The fluttering of wings caught Chase's attention. Turning to look at Ben as the beetle landed on him. [Color=585c74]” I can…finish this later if you wanted to do something else.”[/color]

Ben winced, [color=cde0e1]”I didn't want to disturb you. I'll walk around a bit. You keep drawing.”[/color] Ben didn't enjoy sitting still. But that didn't mean he didn't want to give Chase the opportunity for it.

[Color=585c74]”And let you out of my sight? I think your Old Man would kill me if he found out I did that. Besides, it's supposed to be time [i]together[/i].”[/color] Chase stood up and dusted off his jeans, there wasn't much on them but it was more of habit than anything. [Color=585c74]”Where do you wanna go?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”It wasn't [i]go[/i] anywhere. It was just not sitting. I was going to start tapping my leg or something. Sit back down it is fine. I won't go far, just around the back edges of the rock. I won't even go to the edge.”[/color] Ben, who had been doing parkour for years, was not afraid of heights. He did have a healthy respect for it though, even if he enjoyed being arboreal more than most people. 

Chase sighed, rolling his eyes at Ben before sitting back down. [Color=585c74]”Bed Bugs gotta skitter, I get it. Just…stay in sight please? It's already so hard to say no to you.”[/color] He pulled out his book once more, this time alongside his set of travel water colors.

Ben stuck out his tongue, indignation and silliness waring for a place on his face.

[color=cde0e1]”What does that mean?”[/color] Ben asked, the beetle on his hand still pacing around it.

[Color=585c74]”What?”[/color] Chase had no idea what Ben was asking about, or if he was even asking him. Maybe the bugs had told him a secret.

[color=cde0e1]”I don't understand what you mean, if I step away, how will that make it harder to say no to me?”[/color]

Chase laughed, almost missing the small water reserve with his brush as he did so. [Color=585c74]”The two aren't related. I was just saying to stay close, but also that it's a pain that I can't seem to say no to your adorable face. I like seeing you happy.”[/color]

Ben laughed once he understood. [color=cde0e1]”That makes way more sense. Enjoy painting.”[/color] Ben stepped away a bit, not so far that he wasn't within normal speaking voice distance from Chase, but far enough that his pacing shouldn't bother Chase. He let the beetle go, and called another insect to him. 

Chase abandoned his sketch all together, starting a new one. It was a little difficult, with how often Ben moved around. But he sketched rough drafts of various poses that Ben unknowingly did in his pacing, his search for insects, and as he generally just enjoyed the space. Defining the features when he got enough poses that he liked. 

Ben didn't notice the page change so he didn't notice that Chase was watching him. He'd squat down to look at a small plant pushing its way through cracks in the stone. He'd hold out his hand for one insect or another. He rarely stood still for very long, only when he stopped with an insect and inspecting it, did he stand still and even then he moved a little bit. He mumbled partially to himself and partially to the insects he found. 

Eventually he came upon one insect with a busted wing. It would never fly again. It would die, either of not enough nutrients or a predator. Ben had the little plastic tank that Chase had given him. He gathered the bug and some of the plants around so that it would have something to eat. The insect settled in and Ben came over to Chase.

Chase was finishing the details of an image of Ben squatting down, feet firmly planted on the floor as his arm hugged his knees and another stood out extended between a small flower and a bug on his finger. He was finishing the curls of Ben's hair when a shadow came over him. His eyes looking up to see Ben closing in. 

[color=cde0e1]”You said we weren't supposed to take anything, but this little one has a broken wing. He won't survive here.”[/color] Ben held the little tank out to Chase to see. [color=cde0e1]”I told him he could come with me, or I could release him somewhere else a bit safer. He seems fine coming with me.”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Well now you have to name it.”[/color] Chase wanted to tap on the ‘glass’ but he knew better. Looking closer at the beetle as it moved around in it's enclosure. [Color=585c74]”Did you warn him he wont see home for at least another week?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”I did. Might need to grab some soil, outside the park, but he should be fine. I know his needs and can meet the minimum. He would die if I leave him. He has a chance if I take him.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”See? You're already a hero. Helping out those who need it.”[/color] Chase leaned in and gave Ben a kiss before going back towards his drawings. [Color=585c74]”If you leave me alone for too long I may lose track of time, so let me know when you're ready for that sweet hotel life again or if you want to see another trail.”[/color] Chase handed the park map over to Ben.

Ben kissed Chase back. [color=cde0e1]”Okay,[/color] he set the small tank next to Chase and went back to his meandering walk around the rock. About an hour later Ben came back to Chase again. 

[color=cde0e1]”Alright, I'm ready to do something else now.”[/color] He had taken several photos of the view. Sending them to both Danni and Matt. He had enjoyed meeting a random assortment of insects. 

Chase closed his book, standing up once more before ruffling Ben's hair. [Color=585c74]”Alright Big Ben, you two ready for a bit of a jump? There's a meadow a bit further away I think you'll enjoy.”[/color] Chase tried to find a suitable shadow, aiming for one of the longer ones that stemmed from the trees surrounding the area. Once in they were engulfed in shadows before appearing behind another tree in a vast clearing. 

Ben grinned, he picked up the little tank with the beetle. He held Chase’s hand with the hand not holding the tank. In the new place Ben spun around checking it out. He sat the tank down on its side and opened the lid so the beetle could leave and explore too. He still hadn't decided on a name.

Chase began walking around, taking in the new scenery. His mind wandered as he could imagine epic treks and battles happening here. Knights in glistening armor, witches and warlocks,  all either gathered in ceremony or battle or simply on a quest to find an artifact. His hand twitched, longing to grab a sword and play around. 

Despite the cold and the snow, the meadow was alive. Ben smiled and trailed his fingers along some fresh green grass. The land here was thirsty, and it drank deep of the snow melt, making the ground soggy. It wasn’t cold enough for the soil to be frozen solid. 

Ben reached out to the insects in the area. There were several and he called to a beetle, placing his hand on the ground near a downed log. It climbed to his hand and he examined it, then held it out for Chase to see. [color=cde0e1]”Look, it is a diabolical ironclad beetle.”[/color] 

A sword made of shadows had begun to form, wispy and dark, and as Ben spoke it faded away. Snapping Chase from his little daydream. He smiled as the new beetle was presented to him, snapping a photo once more. [Color=585c74]”Why is he so diabolical?”[/color] He laughed.

Ben tilted his head thinking. [color=cde0e1]”You know, I don’t know why. I think it is just because of how it looks.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Rude. I always say you shouldn't judge anything by its cover, or by what you hear. You should form your own opinions. Though maybe it's diabolical in like a wicked way. Like it looks so cool and ironclad.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”It does look like it is ready to go into battle. This type doesn’t fly. If it did, I imagine fae would fly it into battle.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”More like a fae steed then. Charging into battle with them on their backs.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Oh, maybe jousting is done from the backs of them?”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Ooooo yes. Love that. Wait gimme a second.”[/color] Chase pulled out his sketchpad and began to make a rough sketch, something to finish for later. A drawing of Ben clad in armor riding on the back of the beetle with a jousting stick.

Ben leaned over looking at the sketch. [color=cde0e1]”Oh, fun.”[/color] He grinned. 

Chase smiled meekly. [Color=585c74]”You uh…ever use swords?”[/color]

 [color=cde0e1]”Like real ones?”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Or practice ones, wooden, sticks, a mop”[/color] 

[color=cde0e1]”Oh yeah, totally. And cardboard tubes from wrapping paper.”[/color] 

Chase laughed. [Color=585c74]”Exactly. Winner gets to wear the Christmas Cracker Crown.”[/color]

Ben laughed too, he nodded. [color=cde0e1]”Basically. You know about Christmas Crackers?”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Yeah, seen videos of them. Never had one of my own but, they seemed really cool.”[/color] Chase raised his eyebrow as he looked around the space and back towards Ben. [Color=585c74]”You wanna?”[/color]

Ben looked around the meadow, he grinned and nodded [color=cde0e1]”Yeah.”[/color] He looked around a little more earnestly for an appropriate branch.  

[Color=585c74]”Think fast.”[/color] Chase snagged a few shadows from behind the trees and formed a dulled sword before tossing it towards Ben, forming his own from another pool of shadows.

Ben caught the shadow sword. [color=cde0e1]”No cheating using your powers to control my sword.”[/color] He looked over the weapon and then took a fighting stance. 

[Color=585c74]”I would never.”[/color] Chase sounded appalled at the accusation. If anything, he wanted Ben to win. He'd look cute in a crown.

Once Chase showed he was ready, Ben went on the offensive. He had played this with sticks and cardboard tubes dozens of times. His mates enjoyed this game. This wasn’t the most ideal location for Ben as it was an open meadow, but he was able to get to the edge of it and use some downed trees to his advantage, pulling himself up and saying [color=cde0e1]”Ah, I have the high ground now.”[/color] 

The fight devolved from there. The two of them messing around, it was that Ben could use the trees to his advantage just a little better, and it helped that Chase was not using the shadows to trip Ben, or mess with him. The final blow was a gentle tap to the neck, a killing blow. Ben was breathing hard from the exorcise. [color=cde0e1]”A killing blow.”[/color] He grinned. 

Chase gripped his neck with one hand as he fell to the opposite side on the ground. [Color=585c74]”Oh no! Im dying dying…blood blood ack.”[/color] He mocked bleeding out as his hands pretended to spray out like blood from his neck before finally closing his eyes, giggling. After a moment he sat back up, kneeling on one knee as he dissipated the swords and used the same shadows to form a cracker crown, presenting it to Ben. [Color=585c74]”Your prize my liege.”[/color]

Ben watched Chase being silly, he held back laughter, but only barely. His lips were tight pressed. He picked up the crown from Chase’s hands. 

[color=cde0e1]”I shall name thee my first knight. So shall start my rule over all.”[/color] He placed the crown on his head, trying to look serious. 

[Color=585c74]”Your knight huh?”[/color] Chase chuckled as he stood up and gave Ben a kiss. [Color=585c74]”Any time any place, you tell me what you wish to rule over and it shall be your's. That is my promise to you as your knight.”[/color]

Ben kissed Chase back. [color=cde0e1]”That’s a dangerous promise. What if I become evil?”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Then we'll go evil together.”[/color] Chase held out his pinky for Ben.

Ben nodded, and held out his pinky. [color=cde0e1]”Pinky promise.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Then it's settled.”[/color] Chase lifted their pinky up and kissed them. [Color=585c74]”And sealed with a kiss. Let's try not to though, I don't need to be typecast as the villain just because my powers are dark.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Yeah, I don’t want to be evil.”[/color] Ben shook his head, his cheeks were red, partially from the playing around, and partially from Chase kissing his pinky. 

[color=cde0e1]”We should consider food soon.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”And pass up this absolute snack I have in front of me?”[/color] Chase pulled Ben in close, peppering his cheeks with quick kisses. [Color=585c74]”You tell me where you want to eat and I'll make it happen my liege. Just say the word.”[/color]

Ben giggled as Chase kissed him, he hugged Chase and kissed him on the lips. [color=cde0e1]”Hmm, pizza?”[/color]

Chase stopped the kisses and stared at Ben for a moment. [Color=585c74]”Ben, Big Ben, Bug Boi Benny, Liege of my Life, you have chosen a diabolical request of me. Because now I must ask you a very important question. Does pineapple belong on pizza?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”I’ve never had pineapple on pizza. That sounds strange though.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Its settled. Half pineapple chicken, half whatever you Londoners put what is it? Anchovies?”[/color] Chase teased. 

Ben’s face distorted in distaste. [color=cde0e1]”I do not like anchovies. I usually just get a Margherita.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Well fuck me Bug Boi. OK two pies, one Chicken Hawaiian one Marg because I do love me a good Marg.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Sounds good. I’ll try a piece of yours at least. See if I like it.”[/color] Ben let go of Chase, [color=cde0e1]”Let me grab my mighty stead and we can head out.”[/color] Ben went over to the small tank and gathered the beetle back into it. 

Chase went to grab the shadows so that a doorway would open for them, taking them back to the Jeep once Ben grabbed his bug. But they wouldn't answer his call. He stared at his hand for a moment, confused. [Color=585c74]”What the? Bad news Big Ben, we gotta walk back. Think I may have exhausted myself for the day.”[/color]

Ben was a little surprised for a second, but then he realized all the shaping of shadows for the swords and his crown must have been exhausting. He reached up and touched the crown of his head, checking to see if the crown was still there.

[color=cde0e1]”No worries. Just means we’ll work up enough appetite for large pizzas.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Sure will, let's head back up.”[/color] Chase reached out to hold Ben's hand before he began the trek back to the car. About midway through the crown finally vanished from Ben's head, the shadows no longer capable of holding together. Chase checked online to see if the hotel offered the pizza options they wanted or if they'd need to head out for the bite. Either way he'd make it happen for Ben, but was fortunate enough to see the hotel offered it as he turned to show Ben with excitement.

[color=cde0e1]”Perfect, another lovely night in with my favorite knight.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”And his sword if you so desire my king.”[/color] Chased wiggled his eyebrow at Ben.

Ben laughed, [color=cde0e1]”Hmm, you do have a very nice sword.”[/color] 

If Chase had any food or drink at the moment, he would've choked. How his little Bed Bug managed to even utter those words threw him for a loop. He rubbed the back of his neck as he looked away shy. [Color=585c74]”Thanks. I uh…like your sword too. Its…[i]really[/i] nice.”[/color] 

Ben was smiling, though his face had reddened as well. [color=cde0e1]”Fair turnabout.”[/color] He winked. [color=cde0e1]”Well my sword has been hard lately.”[/color]  

Chase swallowed hard. [Color=585c74]”You don't say? I dare think we should hurry back then, ensure your sword polished and cared for.”[/color] The shadows around them began to dance, yet no wind had moved the trees. They crept towards one another before the doorway had formed off to the side of Ben. 

Ben’s face finished the transition from his natural pale to red, including his ears. He cleared his throat. [color=cde0e1]”And your sword, my knight? Does it need a... polish?”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”In every imaginable way.”[/color] Chase spied the door, then looked at Ben as he smiled and pushed him through as he followed suit. Each one landing within their own seats in the Jeep as Chase quickly tried to buckle up. [Color=585c74]”We can polish here or back at the hotel. Your call my lord, as your knight I will say I wouldn't mind both. “[/color] 

Ben gave a small yelp of surprise. He buckled his seat belt. And considered a ‘sword polish’ in the parking lot of the National Park. 

[color=cde0e1]”Hotel please, my knight.”[/color]

Chase leaned his head against the headrest of his seat. Tease. He was so ready to unbuckle his pants but if his King desired the space and comfort of a hotel room then he would have it. [Color=585c74]”As you wish.”[/color]

Ben blinked. Had Chase seen [i]The Princess Bride[/i]? Was this just a continuation of their banter? If his face had been red with blushing before now it was deep crimson. He put his hands on his cheeks hoping to cool them down.

[color=cde0e1]”Have you seen [i]The Princess Bride[/i]?”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Uh, yeah?”[/color] Fuck. Had Ben seen the movie? Chase figured he skipped out on it in lieu of other classics like Monty Python. 

[color=cde0e1]”It’s uh... very good. Love the Rats of Unusual Size.”[/color] Ben said, unsure of what else to say. 

Chase simply nodded. Unable to speak as his nerves began to run rampant. They needed to get to the hotel, fast. He kept one hand on the wheel, reaching the other one over to hold Ben's hand, but wanting to grab some much more.

Ben dropped his hand from his face and took Chase’s hand. He let the silence settle, but gently squeezed Chase’s hand, hopefully reassuring him. It wasn’t the same... right? They were just bantering. Neither of them were [i]there[/i] yet. They barely knew each other. 

They'd finally reached the hotel, and as soon as Chase parked the car he brought them straight into the room. He kept the curtains drawn so that it'd remain dark for them, sending them both atop the bed as he quickly began to remove Ben's pants and kiss his neck. 

Ben forgot about [i]The Princess Bride,[/i] for now, as Chase removed his trousers. He helped the process along and kissed Chase back. Blindly reaching for Chase’s clothing to remove it. He wanted to feel Chase’s skin. Ben wanted Chase pressed up against him. He wanted for them both to release. 

Once their close had been abandoned, tossed off to any corner of the room that seemed most convenient at the time, Chase instantly went to work. Picking up where he had left off this morning when neither were able to finish. 
[center][u][h2]Evening of Jan. 4th[/h2][/u][/center]

Chase laid in bed, arm around Ben, as he stared up at the ceiling fan that was spinning above them. He was out of breath, a bit sweaty, and in bliss. [Color=585c74]”Probably should've ordered the food first so we didn't have to wait huh?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”We were distracted. We can order now.”[/color] Ben shrugged, he did not feel bad about not waiting. That had been great. He was smiling, he gently caressed Chase’s chest. 

Chase handed the phone to Ben. [Color=585c74]”You order, I wanna bask in your visage a bit longer.”[/color]

Ben snorted with laughter and then got up enough to grab the phone and dial for room service. He placed the order quickly, and then hung the phone up. 

[color=cde0e1]”Done.”[/color] He smiled. [color=cde0e1]”So now that we are officially waiting for our food, what do you want to do?”[/color] 

Chase placed one arm over his face, covering his eyes as Ben asked him what he wanted to do. His answer was obvious. Ben. But he didn't want Ben to feel like that's all he wanted from him. He was smiling beneath it all, but couldn't find the words to say. So all that came out was. [Color=585c74]”I dunno. Minds a bit one track right now, give it a bit.”[/color] 

Ben smiled. [color=cde0e1]”How about this, turn over. I never finished that massage.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”Gladly.”[/color] Chase turned over, giving Ben space in case he needed to straddle his back to give the message. 

Ben sat up and was about to straddle Chase when he realized something. [color=cde0e1]”Wait, do you have lotion?”[/color] he asked. He didn’t have any with him. 

Chase’s voice was muffled by the pillow as his hands pointed towards a bag in the corner of the room atop the cuck chair. [Color=585c74]”Top zipper pocket. Can't miss it.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Cool.”[/color] Ben hopped off the bed and stepped over to the bag, opening the appropriate pocket and pulling out the bottle of lotion. He put some on his hands, tossed the bottle on the bed, in case he needed more, and then rubbed his hands together a little to warm up the lotion. He climbed onto Chase, sitting lightly on his butt, and then started to work the lotion into Chase’s back. 

Chase let out a soft moan, muffled by the pillows, as he felt the pressure from Ben's hands against his back. One hand drifting towards Ben's leg as he began to message it lightly with his fingers. 

Ben started working on Chase’s back and shoulders. He was careful, at first, around the marks and bruises on Chase’s back. Once again reminded he wanted to talk to Chase about it. Everytime felt like a weird time. He didn’t want to ruin the mood. He’d ask during the next day’s travels. They should be heading to the next park if he was right. As Chase did not seem to react any differently to the marks being touched over the rest of his back, Ben stopped being gentle and careful with them and treated it like it was the same as the rest. 

Something about Ben's touch allowed Chase to relax. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't sleep, he would've been knocked out by now. His body felt like a puddle, melting at the water Ben handled his muscles. He didn't close his eyes though, he couldn't in this position and he knew that. He wanted to remember this moment as it was, not ruin it with panic. 

Ben continued the massage until there was a knock on the door. He couldn’t do the trick with shadows that Chase had to pay the guy a tip. He also suddenly remembered his beetle and looked around to see if it had made it inside or if it was still in the jeep.

Chase groaned as the knock came in. [Color=585c74]”Do you want to get it or should I?”[/color] 

[color=cde0e1]”I can, but I can’t do the cool shadow trick you did,”[/color] he said quietly, then louder. [color=cde0e1]”Be there in a moment.”[/color] 

Chase closed his eyes for a moment, sensing around the shadows until he found what he wanted. Pulling money out of someone's wallet that was stashed away in their pocket. The cash appearing in his hand under the pillow. He pulled it out and handed the bills to Ben. [Color=585c74]”All you had to do was ask.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Thanks.”[/color] Ben kissed the back of Chase’s head, and went to the door, opening it a crack. He slid the tip through. [color=cde0e1]”Thanks, sorry, just in a towel. I’ll grab the food, just leave it.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”How quickly you learn.”[/color] Chase grinned as he moved to sit up. [Color=585c74]”Need any help?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Should be good,”[/color] Ben grinned over his shoulder, he waited a moment for the hotel employee to leave, and then opened the door enough to grab the food, while keeping his modesty. He pulled the tray of food in and closed the door, heading over to the desk. 

[Color=585c74]”A feast fit for a king. Or…two horny teens on an amazing week-long adventure.”[/color] Chase stood from the bed making his way over towards Ben, flipping open one of the boxes with his finger to see which was which. The scent of fresh made pizza was absolutely tantalizing. [Color=585c74]”I could fuck both those up right now I wont lie.”[/color]

Ben snorted. [color=cde0e1]”As long as I get a few pieces.”[/color] He picked up one from the Margherita pizza, and started eating it. The sauce was perfect, and the cheese melty enough to make a good pull. He moaned in pleasure. 

Chase snagged a piece of Ben's pizza, folding it slightly to make sure it keeps its shape as he removed it from the box. Morgan had warned him not to trash the room, otherwise he'd be grounded from stealing for a week. He took a bite and practically melted back into the bed. [Color=585c74]”That's fire. Such a good call.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Pizza is basically always a good call,”[/color] Ben said through the bite he was chewing.

[Color=585c74]”Here I thought you guys only ate meat pies and Jammie Dodgers”[/color] Chase looked back over towards the window, realizing he left the bags and bug in the car. He dropped the pizza into the box and plopped onto the bed.  [Color=585c74]”Uuuggggh. I left them in the car. I was so excited to try one. You're noble steed is there too…”[/color]

Ben rolled his eyes at Chase’s joke. [color=cde0e1]”We are civilized, we have pizza. I can put on my trousers and go get them if you’re still wore out,”[/color] Ben offered. 

Chase grinned at the word ‘trousers’. Ben truly was an honest to queen brit. [Color=585c74]”Your trousers? Would you like a jumper as well? It's a bit nippy out.”[/color]

Ben gave Chase a flat look. [color=cde0e1]”Yes, actually I do, if you want me to get the stuff from the jeep.”[/color]

[Color=585c74]”Oh come on. Don't tell me I can't say that. I was just trying to play around. “[/color]

Ben stuck his tongue out at him. [color=cde0e1]”You can absolutely say whatever you like, as long as you aren’t making fun of me.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”I would never. Tease, surely. But make fun of? No.”[/color]

Ben nodded, [color=cde0e1]”Do you want me to get the luggage still? Or are you getting it?”[/color] Ben asked.

Chase had once again found himself torn with indecision. He wanted to have Ben stay, grab the things for him so that he wouldn't make the walk alone, or abandon his presence. He also wanted to see Ben in his jumper again, the sight of which made him incredibly happy. He let out a groan, annoyed at his own indecision. [Color=585c74]”Up to you, I can try and snag em back if you'd like or you can go grab them. I'm not exactly ready to put clothes back on just yet.”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Go ahead and try. If it doesn't work I'll go get everything.”[/color] Ben was fine with either option. He did lean toward, not having to leave the room, over getting dressed again and being out in the cold.

[Color=585c74]”Easy peasy. Anything for my little Bed Bug.”[/color] Chase tried to call on the shadows, then again, neither time claiming any purchase on them. He laughed awkwardly as he sat back up and grabbed another slice of pizza. Maybe he just needed fuel? Maybe he was exhausted, or maybe he just needed to actually concentrate on what he was doing more and less on what he was looking at in front of him.

 He took a deep breath in, exhaling slowly as he closed his eyes, the room began to darken as the shadows danced across the walls. After a moment, the bug had appeared on the TV counter, then shortly after the bags by the chair. Chase's shoulders slumped, having not realized how tense he was trying to call upon them. Ben really was testing his limits to his powers, though not that he knew of because Chase refused to try and let it show. He took another bite of pizza before using the slice to point towards the beetle. [Color=585c74]”Your steed my lord.”[/color] He spoke with a mouthful of pizza.

Ben waited as Chase tried to call for their things from the jeep. He frowned and chewed on his lip. Chase had been relaxed. Ben had spent time working on his shoulders and back and for a moment it tensed up. That Ben could chalk up to using the powers. He hadn’t spent a lot of time studying Chase when he used the shadows. What concerned him was the sweat that beaded on his brow and how labored his breathing got. It wasn’t bad, not even as heavy as it had gotten while they had had their snowball fight, or the sword fight, but it was more than he had had previously. 

[color=cde0e1]”Thank you.”[/color] Ben paused, deciding if he should address it. [color=cde0e1]”You okay? You seem a bit gassed?”[/color] 

Chase furrowed his eyebrows, trying to figure out what in the queens name Ben had just asked him. He didn't want to outright say he didn't understand, but also didn't want to answer for the sake of answering. Finally he let out a sigh. [Color=585c74]”Benny, Babe, help me out here. What're you asking me?”[/color]

[color=cde0e1]”Are you okay? You seem... tired.”[/color] 

[Color=585c74]”I always seem tired. Kinda came with the package.”[/color] Chase avoided the question while pointing to the dark circles under his eyes.

Ben tilted his head, [color=cde0e1]”I thought that was just an aesthetic change.”[/color] Ben only knew of one of Chase’s powers. Did he have a second one?

[Color=585c74]”Well, yeah? But it makes me look tired, or at least people assume I do. Get lots of comments on if I slept ok or need face routine tips. It's…taxing.”[/color] Chase rolled his eyes before taking another bite.

[color=cde0e1]”Alright, but I mean you seem more tired than usual. Do you need a break? We could skip a park and spend more time relaxing?”[/color] Ben suggested. 

Chase was silent for a moment. His eyes tearing away from Ben's as he decided his slice of pizza was far more interesting at the moment. He felt…seen. He hated it. The idea that someone was actively paying attention to him. After some time he finally spoke. [Color=585c74]”I'm fine. I'll be able to rest tonight when we sleep and on the drive to the next park. So no worrying about me ok?”[/color]

Ben hummed a little, as if he didn’t entirely believe Chase, but he decided to trust that Chase was being honest. He picked up his half eaten piece of pizza, [color=cde0e1]”I will in fact worry about you. No escaping that. However, don’t push yourself though. We don’t have to do the jumps. As long as we make stops so I don’t claw at the walls of the Jeep. Agree?”[/color] He bit into his pizza and watched Chase, waiting for his response. 

[Color=585c74]”Yeah yeah, don't get your knickers in a twist. I'm being mindful ok?”[/color] His tone was dismissive, though the smile on his face said otherwise. Chase pushed Ben's arm slightly before rolling his eyes again and going to eat his food. 

Ben smiled, having ‘won.’ He bumped Chase back, and started to devour his dinner.