Get your clothes off was practically the first thing Rath said once the tent flap was closed behind them, and less than five minutes later they were wrestling the last layers from each other. They rarely had any time alone these days so when the opportunity came, Wil jumped on it faster than Rath could blink.
"It's been way too long," Rath muttered between heated, bruising kisses to the archer's lips; Wil moaned and writhed against him as his lips and teeth moved downward, nibbling his earlobe, biting and sucking at his neck.
After a few moments of this Wil regained control of himself and maneuvered them so that he was on top. He started at Rath's chin, then worked his way down the nomad's neck, collarbone, shoulderblades and then moved upwards again.
"Om nom nom," he growled, pressing his lips to Rath's neck. As soon as the words left his mouth, though, Rath stiffened and Wil realized he'd just done something incredibly stupid. "...um, I mean-"
"Get off me," Rath said.
"Oh, come on, I was just kidding!" Wil protested. "Can't we pretend I didn't say that?"
"I can't un-hear it," Rath said, pushing him off, and Wil groaned as the gravity of what he'd done hit him. They hadn't had sex in three weeks and the first chance they'd had, he'd blown. But at the same time he was also somewhat annoyed at how Rath, as usual, had to take everything so damn seriously.
"There's no such word as un-hear," he said, a bit crabbily. "And yes, you can."
"No I can't. The mood's ruined."
"Oh, come on! Just because you can't take a little kidding around-"
"That's not kidding around, Wil," Rath said. "That's just wrong. It's..." He sighed. "It's the opposite of sexy, okay?"
"Then how come you're still hard?" the archer taunted, and Rath groaned.
"You're really a pain in the butt sometimes, you know that?"
"Look who's talking," Will grumbled. "Come on, we're both still hard so let's do something about it already!"
"No." Rath rolled over and burrowed himself under the blanket. "Maybe tomorrow we can try again."
Wil sighed, pulling his tunic and pants back on as he climed into the bedroll next to Rath.
"You're no fun."