A/N: Well, it's finally here. I appreciate the cussing, it lightened my mood, Lol. So, this is a little teaser I guess you can say. My Locke/Boone chapter. It should continue, but if not next will be Jack/Sawyer as is by request.

They had been hunting for about five hours, or so Boone's watch proclaimed, when they came upon this fresh water pond. It was Locke's idea to stop for awhile, and they might even find boar, or other edible wildlife, wandering towards the area. But, even Boone knew, that they probably wouldn't come near with the scent of human drifting in the same direction the scent of water was going. It was a nice respite, anyhow, and Boone leant his head against the tree he was sitting against, enjoying the dampening air that surrounded the pond.

The pond was tempting in the humid, sticky jungle. He wasn't surprised when he heard the splash of Locke diving into the water. He watched the water ripple where Locke must have entered the water through, then he resurfaced a foot or so away from that spot. Boone smirked at the awe on the other man's face. He didn't know the source of Locke's fascination, but he couldn't deny that that look made him admire the man even more.

Boone couldn't tell what it was that drew him to John Locke, but he didn't care. He never told anyone about his feelings for Locke. Shannon would only 'lecture' him, and remind him about his last boyfriend. A subject he would rather never mention to anyone ever again. Besides, he couldn't blow the closeness he had now by taking a chance.

The two men locked gazes, and Locke motioned Boone to join him in the refreshing water. Boone stood, and stripped to his boxers. He walked to the rock ledge, and dove into the fresh water. He resurfaced next to Locke, and floated calmly so the water came to his chin. Locke advanced with a mischievous smile, but Boone backed aware with the same smile upon his face. Boone, ever flexible, pushed out of the water, flipped backwards, and swam away.

Boone resurfaced with a smug look on his face, but it was swiftly wiped away when he found no sign of Locke. "John?" He called out. He nearly screamed when he felt a body behind him. Soon, he found himself thrown through the air, and back into the water. Not prepared, Boone swallowed a fair amount of water.

When he resurfaced once more, it was to the sound of his own sputtering and John's laughter. Boone didn't find it as funny. His chest and throat were soar, and his stomach felt as if it was weighed down by many small rocks. All factors making him sluggish, and he tiredly glared at the mirthful man a few feet away.

Locke's face softened, and he swam up to Boone. He placed his hands on both sides of Boone's waist. Boone blushed, and placed his hands upon Locke's shoulders as if he was learning how to swim for the first time. He was pushed forward into the body in front of him, and that was the first time he noticed that Locke was completely naked. He felt the gentle caress of the water on his sides, the heat of the fingers on his hips, and the blush on his cheek bones.

Finally, they came to that rock ledge that was almost fire hot from the sun, Boone regretfully moved his hands from Locke's shoulders to the ledge, and pulled himself up. Heaving a sigh, he laid back with his feet still in the water, closed his eyes, and relaxed his muscles. Boone heard and felt Locke push up out of the water beside him. He felt Locke's gaze on his face, but did not open his eyes for fear of ruining the moment.

The sun's heat was no longer on his face. Something was blocking it, but Boone kept his eye shut. He felt breathe on his lips, a hand running up and down his arm. Then, a pair of rough, moist lips descended upon his mouth. Boone sighed and smiled into the kiss that he returned. It was explorative and slow.

Locke finally pulled back, and frowned down at the still closed eyes. He moved his arm to caress the side of Boone's face, his fingers twitching in anticipation. "Why don't you open your eyes, Boone?"

Boone furrowed his brow. He answered softly, "I've been through this before. I'll open my eyes, and be back at the caves. I'll open my eyes, and…you won't be there anymore. Just like every other time."

"Does this seem like every other time to you?" Locke grinned mischievously. He skimmed his hand lightly down the soft skin at Boone's neck. Ghosted the tips of his fingers across a smooth chest, over peaked nipples. A chuckle from Boone as they tickled down his stomach until they reached the elastic barrier that was the waistband to a damp pair of boxers.

Locke looked up into the peaceful face to find a pair of brilliant blue eyes staring back at him…

tbc--

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