major tom(m)
 

this is a carry-over from manahaven which is a soon-to-be down site v..v

there are mature(and immature) themes scenes and dialogue between two grown and consenting men. don't like smoochie-face? get out XD don't like the occasional bare-knuckle brawl? get out XD don't like suggestive sexual fun times? go the fuck away and you should prolly avoid night too X'''D


#for all intents and purposes mars is geologically dead, nothing but the dust-devils move, the ground is barren the water gone, nothing churns in the great volcanoes, the sun beats down cruelly stripping the ravaged planet even further, no life grows there but life may at one point have and so would be able to do so. two men will spend a third of a martian year trying to prove that it is possible

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Covered in butter and having churned cream all over Zosa's apron, he tried to slide off. Instead an arm was tucked under his limp limbs and he was carried upstairs. He found himself laughing. “Zosa... what are you going to use to make bread? You let your other loaf rise to much, though I like the way you knead.”

it was difficult to carry the taller man up the stairs and he had to pause to kiss the other into quieting, "i have decided to go without bread, instead we are having felix and zosa soup"

He raised an eyebrow and then found himself resting his head on Zosa's shoulder. "As much as I love Zosa and Professor soup, I would prefer it to eat something real as well." He found himself staring at the pale flesh area where the watch used to be. "Well we should hurry, I do not want to burn dinner."

he paused again. "shit, i forgot about your keeshe thing....should i turn it off first or can it wait? i don't want to start a fire"

He shook his head. "It will take another 30 minutes in the oven, so that is how long we have." He clenched his but feeling the butter along his thighs. He arched forward kissing Zosa. "Zosa, please do not clean me with soap as you used the butter."

he was pulled away from his worrying by the kiss and offered one in return before ascending the stairs once more, "i want to bathe you felix, you do not have to worry"

He was starting to like this house for all of its usual charms, such as the giant tub. His feet could comfortably uncurl and it easily fit Zosa as well. He sank into the warm water waiting for Zosa but found the boy had other plans, and when he said that he would be clean, it seemed the lad meant it. Soft hands messaged the entirety of his body and when the hands made their way to his head the professor took the opportunity to clean the remains of the butter off Zosa flooding his senses with the taste of butter.

the keeshe was not burned luckily though not from any effort on felix's part to watch it. they ended up hardly getting clean at all though it was worth it for what he got instead and as they worked to finish the rest of the meal he made a special note to get something nice to make up for it later when they went shoping

He smiled stretching his long limbs arching over the back of the chair before contorting back into his place. He wondered what type of restaurants would he find in Russia since he proved he could not keep his hands off Zosa. Slicing a piece of the quiche with his fork he offered it to the open mouth. "Zosa what kinda of life is there here?"

(The professor wants to go out )

he realized he did not like the flavor after his own first bite but ate the last four just so he could enjoy how proud felix was of his supposed delight with the gross concoction. he took the bite and offered one of his own in return as he swallowed. "plenty of places to drink but mostly it is fast-food and souvenirs and museums. i suppose they were only thinking of the scientists trainees and their families because everything is catered to them." this time he captured the hand and spoon and lifted it so he could kiss a henna'd palm, "but we are tourists so i think it does not matter if they have a library or a meeting-house"

"Then a walk for now." He said putting his fork down. "If there is one thing I miss, it is the long stretches where you and I could walk through the gardens together." He found himself grinning. "Besides I want Auntie to have something to work towards when we get back to Greece." He said rubbing his stomach.

he was a little disappointed when the hand left his lips but the words that came to him were nearly as good. he smiled, "would you like to make a day of it tomorrow or see if there is any way to get there tonight?"

He looked out side the windows at the darkness. "We can walk, as long as we can see the lights in the house and get back. I do not feel safe being lost in the woods at night." It was a new and foreign experience for him the looming woods. it did not smell like the sea nor was it as open as the orchard. "I.." he realized he was bad at keeping promises so he changed his words. "I will try not to let my curiosity get the better of me and run away."

he smiled softly and tried to lighten the mood, "it is ok, i will write the address on the back of your shirt so if you get lost whomever finds you will be able to send you back." he offered felix another bite, "after we eat i will call for someone to get us. i am sure the buses have stopped by now and it is a bit of a walk in the dark"

He laughed. "I merely meant a walk around the woods around the house, but the city is nice... Do you think scientist have any means of a night life or do they all cozy in bed by sunset?"

he grinned at that, "it's mostly men and mostly young men at that, do you honestly believe they have boring bedtimes like us?"

He laughed and tried to image this, "Alright you win, we shall see what happens in the day light and for now go to bed." He rose pulling the others dish from him stacking it on top of his. After cleaning the dishes, he walked behind Zosa, realizing it was his turn to carry the other upstairs and that for all their cleaning they where still prancing around the house bare. Toting his love up stairs he found it easier to snuggle among the giant mattress but still the home felt uneasy to him.

he was already half awake when he heard the sound of porcelain tapping against wood and shifted upright from under the blanket he and felix had snuggled under, he smiled, "olesya"

When the other shuffled, The professor did not move. Instead he lay among his blankets. Curiously he tried to twist and see what made the boy so excited. The door was shut before he could view anything and silently he slid from the bed moving to the desk to check his messages.

it was strange to be down in the kitchen with olesya learning to tell the difference between flour and mix and soda and not simple because it was hours before dawn, or he was dressed in nothing but a sheet or even that they both sounded like broken toys chattering in one and two word sentences, no, what made it strange was how much each of them had changed in the span of a decade. he could still see the stern gray woman of his youth, all angles and hidden not-quite-smiles but there was more white than black mixed into the gray and where he had always found her equal parts fierce and soft he now only found her fragile and tired. he said nothing of this and let himself fall back into the nostalgia of his youth before zayats when he could still sneak in and watch

He waited a long time, and when his lover did not return, the professor rose from the blankets and cloaked himself in pants. Since Zosa was busying himself, he took this as a chance to go and view the outside of the house. This time he was clever enough to slip on some Moccasins. He descended the stairs he didn't see away of getting out of the house with out alerting Zosa. He pursed his lips and though retreating back to their room. His eyes fell upon the window and the thick branches that surrounded it.

(The professor will be outside in a tree basking in the sun like a flower, he will have seen the shadow of Olesya and if Zosa doesn't tell him he will ask. )

when he finally came back upstairs it was to an empty room and with a frown went to go look for the other

He unfurled on the branch watching Zosa frantically search the house and finally come outside peering up at the tree. He gave the relieved face a small Cheshire grin. "If you say the magic words I will let my hair down."

it was a heavy weigh from his shoulders when he found the other though the man's words bugged him and quickly he attempted to scale the tree "i bet you say that to all the boys"

"Only the ones that wear grey and green sweats." He leaned forward against the bark and offered a hand. Not telling the other his secret to successful climbing. "Who were you talking to in the kitchen?"

he took the hand and climbed up to where felix was perched, "that was olesya, she is the one who makes your breakfast and does your laundry. do you recall when i told you about my favorite maid? that is her."

He looked at the windows. "She is not like Auntie is she? I will be better of being a shadow, it was hard enough on your other family, I do not want to spoke your nana."

"i was chastised for butt prints on the counter and leaving a cabinet door open in broken english, that was as close to auntie as she will get i am sure." he grinned, she is making pastries for when we go out later, her grandson is picking us up to take us to town around noon or so"

Reaching out he pulled his lover into his arms, holding him tight against his chest. "Pastries sound wonderful, and is he going to be our tour guide? Or just leaving us to fend for ourselves?" He said nuzzling against the side of Zosa's face.

he returned the embrace and tipped his head to give felix more room, "that depends, if he is tall and handsome i might need a translator to help me... translate things"

The professor scoffed. "If he is tall dark and handsome he is poor eye candy for us old men. I prefer my eye candy with in cuddle range." he grinned pulling one of Zosa's arms out and inspecting it. "Auntie will not have much work to do when we get back if we do not start working out again, is it possible to go for a walk in the woods?"

he had to bark a laugh at that, "did you just call me fat?" pulling out of the man's grip he flexed, "i'll have you know that is still muscle and unlike you old man i am still spry and in the prime of my life." leaning in he stole a kiss, "though you are right, if he is he isn't for me, i like them soft pale and flexible"

He laughed. "Did you just call me old?" He said sliding closer to Zosa. "I'll have you know young whipper snapper that I can still climb trees." He mimicked Zosas flexing motion before stealing a kiss. "It is mostly I want to see. My curiosity is hungry and for now earth has become my new mars."

he took another kiss before replying, "i feel the same though not for the sights, i feel hungry for felix's happiness and all the many faces he makes when he sees something new and wonderful in things i have taken for granted"

He didn't notice until it happened, that they had once shared a moment like this in Greece. He pulled Zosa into his arms over looking the tops of the forest as the golden sun peaked from between the pines raining on them. It was quite different when he could not see the vast ocean but instead waves of green. He liked being kissed this way. Time passed, before long a long fellow spoke Russian at them and when he did not get a response he tried English, telling them that his name was Mikai and that his Nana said to come and play chauffeur.