A/N: based off of Flippy's tumblr post about Jimmy in a swimsuit and Thomas looking hot
For weeks Thomas and Jimmy had anticipated the long awaited visit to the seaside, Mr Carson had promised them all when the family had announced they were going away for a few weeks.
Jimmy grinned at Thomas from his place by the sea, the lukewarm water cooling the hot skin of his legs, as he ran about, stopping every now and then to splash Alfred, laughing at how he spluttered as the water got in his nose and mouth.
He had rather hoped that perhaps Thomas might be persuaded into a swimsuit-after all, he had such lovely legs and arms, it was a shame to cover them up at a time like this-but as he squinted up at him, shielding his eyes from the sun with his water soaked hand, which dripped, sending dribbles of water running down his cheeks, it was obvious his convincing hadn't been successful. Nevertheless though, he looked good. Very good. As he watched him sit in one of the deckchairs, cigarette in one hand, his body clad in a white linen suit, with dark shades covering his eyes, Jimmy thought he looked divine. Every bit as handsome as one of the sophisticated men from the flicks. No better.
After a while it had begun to get dark, and eventually everyone made their way back to the house they were staying at, until it was only them left on the beach. Thomas stood up as Jimmy approached him with a smirk, stamping his cigarette out on the floor, into the pebbles.
"Ready to go back?" Thomas asked with a smile, finally removing his sunglasses, which were now pointless in the evenings dark sky.
"Just lemme get out of my wet things first." Jimmy said, before pointing at a changing hut, "I'll go back in there-" Thomas nodded, his hair becoming displaced and falling over his eyes. "Unless you'd like to perhaps…assist me Mr Barrow? This swimming costumes ever so clingy and I might need a hand to get out of it" The footman suggested with a sideways smile, thinly veiling his lustful thoughts.
It didn't take long for Thomas to catch on.
"Well I can't have you struggling to get out of yer swimwear on your own, it's hardly gentlemanly, is it?"
As they grasped at each others clothes in the small hut, the shelter began to shake, teetering as they backed up against the wall, mouths interlocked, until it finally collapsed on its side with a heavy thud.
The next morning Mrs Hughes looked at the fallen makeshift room with a look of disgust.
"I just don't know why people would do something like this." she said with a shake of her head, looking at it with disdain, wondering what could have happened to knock it on its side and bust a hole in the side wall.
Jimmy hoped his blush wasn't obvious as he remembered how he and Thomas made love there last night, and now he shoved his foot through the wall as he cried out Thomas' name and came over his stomach.
Thomas looked on with an expression of indifference.
"I'm sure there's a perfectly innocent explanation."