Chapter ten:
"Well… This was definitely not the image I had when you told me of our vacation to a place called "Escape to Endless Paradise"…"
Arlong was certain he rarely had been as nervous as he was at that moment, as he stood there, clad in only a Hula skirt. And a short one at that, since the darn thing barely covered his thighs.
And it sucked even more due to the fact that he was the only one wearing it. For Hordy, sitting in front of him on a bench that was built to look like a thick branch, was relaxing in normal shorts and his usual open shirt.
Hordy, though, didn't seem quite as concerned with his partner's grass skirt problem, leaning back against the bench with spread legs. Arlong couldn't decide if he was blushing in embarrassment because of his own almost nakedness, or due to that view he got of his significant other in the sunlight.
"What are you being all fussy about"? The younger Fishman just smirked at him, though, as he saw his lover trying to hide himself behind his arms he added in, "We're all alone here, so we might as well be naked".
"We're not alone, you bastard! What about those other couples here and the damn hotel staff"?! Arlong shot back at him.
"Don't you think they're used to honeymooners making out"? Hordy laughed.
"Honeymooners"? Arlong repeated then frowned deeply. "Does it look like either one of us has proposed to the other? Cause until one of us sees a ring on one of our fingers this is just classified as a vacation".
"Hmm…" Hordy smiled. "Fine call it whatever you want". He then extended his hand towards Arlong, gesturing for him to get closer. "Come here".
Arlong gave a bit of a sigh of surrender, and stepped closer to the other man, to sit down with him on the bench. In no time at all, Hordy had pulled him closer, with his arms around his waist and his red eyes locked with blue ones. After a bit of turning and positioning, their legs were all but tangled up, both of them half-sitting on each other's laps. Their faces were inching closer and closer as their gazes drew them together like two halves of a magnet.
"Well I guess it's not too bad of a vacation so far…". Arlong whispered, the corners of his mouth pulling his lips into a grin. "But let's just see what you can do for me when night falls, and then I'll tell you how relaxed this little break has made me".
"Well, then…" The younger Fishman smirked devilishly, though his facial muscles were more or less relaxed. He just couldn't help it; he found himself mesmerized by his lover's blue eyes over and over again. "Why don't I help you relax right now…"? He offered, whispering the last of the words onto Arlong's lips.
In response, Arlong's hands slid up on Hordy's chest, just to touch him a bit more, and then down again until his fingers fell onto his belly. After a little more stroking, his hands were an inch from his lover's waistline. Then their lips met again, this time tasting each other with fiery passion.
During the few days they would be spending in that tropical hotel, they would be free to show affection however they liked, free of restrictions. What was true vacation if not that for every kind of couple?