The night before wasn't the first time they'd slept together. There have been quick, frantic fucks, hard and desperate and needy, after one too many beers or cases so bad that they just want to feel, but it's never been like this. They don't do entire nights together or mornings after, so when Javier wakes up and finds Kevin curled around him like Javier's some kind of overgrown teddy bear, it's...different. Not bad, but unusual. Javier shifts a little, just enough to get his numb arm free, and Kevin makes a low noise and flops around until he's on his stomach, one arm still flung across Javier's chest. A beam of light coming through the window paints Kevin's skin golden, and for the first time Javier notices the spray of freckles across his shoulders and trailing down his back.
He's had Kevin's cock in his mouth and been buried so deeply inside of him that he couldn't think straight, but when he reaches out and traces invisible lines from freckle to freckle to freckle, it somehow feels infinitely more intimate than any of the other things they've done. Kevin's skin is warm and inviting under his fingertips, and Javier moves so that he's straddling Kevin's hips and can splay his fingers over his shoulder blades. The freckles peek out between his fingers, and there's something about them that makes Javier want to add more marks to Kevin's body. Mark it and claim it and silently show that he's as important and necessary in Kevin's life as the sun.
He bends, careful not to rest too much weight on Kevin, and presses an open mouthed kiss on the curve of his nape. Kevin mumbles something, his voice vibrating under Javier's lips, and Javier scoots down a little further to lap at a particularly fascinating cluster of freckles in the hollow between his shoulder blades. He half expects the skin to feel or taste different, but it's the same as the rest of Kevin's skin, which, granted, is turn on enough on it's own. Javier licks up the line of his spine, then draws the tip of one finger through the moisture, carefully picking the right dots to connect so that for a few seconds, his initials are inscribed low on Kevin's right shoulder. Intangible and impermanent, but his.
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Written as part of the daily drabble exercise I do over on my LJ. Answers the prompt "There's a prompt on castlekink that I've been dying for someone to fill - "So Seamus Dever has awesome, cute little freckles over his back/shoulders. I want Esposito to discover them on Ryan and find them fascinating.""