Title: Color
Prompt #: 029
Word Count: 302
Rating: Teen
Characters: Tom/Dennis
Dennis spoke into Tom's ear, "Get closer." Tom did as instructed.
"I don't think this is a good idea," Tom said, biting his lip.
"C'mon, Tommy, it's fun," Booker smirked.
"I don't know… Maybe we should stop here," Tom said, pulling away.
Dennis grabbed his wrist and kept him close. "We've made it this far. No going back now, Tommy." He guided Tom's hand where he wanted it.
"Booker," Tom tried to protest but was running out of excuses. "What if we get caught?"
"So what?" His breath tickled Tom by his ear. "Now press down," Booker said huskily, grinning at the shiver that ran down Hanson's spine.
Tom's cheeks quickly changed color in embarrassment. He debated whether or not to press down with his fingertips.
"That's it, Hanson," Dennis said.
"Stop talking, you're blowing my concentration," Tom scolded lightly.
Booker laughed throatily, the vibration reaching Tom's neck. "Sorry, but do it already. You know you want to."
He swallowed, but gave in. He pushed the button, hearing the buzz on the other side of the door.
"Now run!" Dennis said and dragged Tom along with him to the bushes in the front yard of the stranger's house. They stifled their laughter as a man came out to see who had rung his doorbell and proceeded to search the entire porch, even under the lawn chair.
"You used to do that when you were a kid?" Tom asked when the man had gone back inside. At Dennis's nod he continued, "I'm surprised no one shot you!"
"Some came close," Dennis laughed. "Come on," he reached out a hand to help Tom up, "We can do something you want now."
"Even bowling?"
Dennis rolled his eyes. "You're such a dork," he said but was willing to keep up his end of the deal.