Yussa leans against the tree to start unlacing his boots and he looks up as Caleb takes something out of his bag.
"So prepared," he remarks warmly as he finishes the first boot and starts on the other. "And it's kind of you to think I have not fucked anywhere worse."
A smirk curves his mouth and Yussa slides off his boots, his trousers, and his smalls one after the other. Pale light from the tree above them reflects on his skin and his hair. Yussa pushes his fingers through his hair, getting it out of his face as Caleb rolls out his mat and tosses down the blankets. He waits until their nest is made before sinking down onto it.
As Yussa settles, he brushes his fingers absently on the not-quite-bruising mark on his left breast. Then he remembers what he meant to retrieve. He pulls his own small bag closer and retrieves his water. The stream is right there, and he thinks it might even be safe to drink from... but there is no telling what unanticipated effects the water might have. So, instead, he takes a deep drink from his canteen before offering it to Caleb.
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"So prepared," he remarks warmly as he finishes the first boot and starts on the other. "And it's kind of you to think I have not fucked anywhere worse."
A smirk curves his mouth and Yussa slides off his boots, his trousers, and his smalls one after the other. Pale light from the tree above them reflects on his skin and his hair. Yussa pushes his fingers through his hair, getting it out of his face as Caleb rolls out his mat and tosses down the blankets. He waits until their nest is made before sinking down onto it.
As Yussa settles, he brushes his fingers absently on the not-quite-bruising mark on his left breast. Then he remembers what he meant to retrieve. He pulls his own small bag closer and retrieves his water. The stream is right there, and he thinks it might even be safe to drink from... but there is no telling what unanticipated effects the water might have. So, instead, he takes a deep drink from his canteen before offering it to Caleb.