it did not take long for the doctor to realize it was more than the usual problems and he was torn between offense and laughter when the man, after finding out, turned to him with a litany of reasons he was an idiot

This was the best part of the trip and well worth the nights in France. Galvin sat in a seat near the bed snickering. He had regained his composure when Frelumn was ready to see him.

he had regained himself by the end of the checkup and offered the man both a show of thanks as well as a threat to never speak that way again at the risk of his job before kicking him out and going back over to pyce, "ok, now the beach"

Galvin raised his eyes at the retreating man. He could not help but feel a slight twinge of remorse that he had to fly ten hours for a check up. Beach seemed to erase any feelings in the young Pyces mind. "Fine do you have an extra pair of trunks?"

"what?" when the man repeated he shook his head, "in all of france i am certain there is at least one store that sells bathing suits"

Galvin laughed. "when you said we would be spending the weekend here, going to the beach became the furthest thing from my mind. I packed for two days only remember?" He reached up pulling the other over his nude body and kissed the man. "Will a nude beach burn your skin?"

he grinned, "will it make you jealous?"

"It will make me want bacon." he said kissing the man again. "Well are we going or am I to build a castle in this chair?" He used the others shirt to pull himself from the seat and grinned. "You did not buy me actual clothing." He said pulling Ambrosia's shirt off his back and using it to clothed himself.

he did not get his shirt back but was after a bit of manhandling able to go with pyce to get a suite and head down to the beach to spend his second-to-last day doing the only thing pyce had actually asked of him

Galvin buried his toes in the sand. One step, then another and soon he was walking with heavy foot steps into the grit, a few more steps and he happily skipped away from the other forgetting the mans presence entirely. Soon he was treading the waves dancing and splashing and kicking. He loved the water and would gladly bathe in its salt if he could.

he watched as pyce flung himself into the waves past sand and birds and shells. he would not admit he liked the view though he did get close enough to feel the wet on his feet as the tide washed in

Galvin dove beneath the waves, letting the water wash over him. For moments he was like a dolphin at the sea, weaving and flipping between the crescent waves. He swam back to the dry land huff at the other before reaching out with a sopping hand to pull the other into the water with him.

he expected pyce to come back to him and was expecting a salty kiss and so it was a great shock wen it was his hand pyce found first and without warning he was pulled into the water. the wet and cold of it tore the air from him and with a yelp he scrambled to escape it and get back to dry land

Galvin laughed, watching the others powerful back muscles try and escape the water. He hurried to catch up with him and once he did, he pounced on the man, latching on to his body. With a heavy grunt he rolled the masses to the side, tumbling in the waves so that the other would stop swimming. Once the water receded off their bodies he kissed the freckled skin sucking on the remaining salt that lingered.

the kisses were a trap and he was still to close to the water but pyce's body spoke to him and he quickly succumbed to the teasing mouth

He let his hands roam around the slick flesh, smoothing over the mounds of muscle that made up the man. His lips traveled up his neck pausing at the tender spots, still healing from their feverish nights of coitus. "don't run away from me." He playfully nipped "You can't out swim a shark."