Sorry for the really shitty quality of this chapter. Hopefully the next ones will be better.
"What in the hell?" Jack mumbled sleepily as he was dragged out of the tent by his ankles, squinting his eyes against the harsh light of morning.
"Fuckin' lazy bones is what," Ennis grumbled, already ate breakfast, watered the horses, and even washed their shirts, pulling Jack faster across the field.
"Ow!" Jack's head jarred over a rock, the grass and dirt damp against his bare back, "Let up, will ya? I'm awake already, shit." He started squirming in Ennis's grasp, which tightened around his ankles in response.
"'Fraid not," Ennis smiled, admiring Jack's abdomen, muscles clenching as he tried to reach for his ankles. Jack was right where Ennis wanted him, he didn't see any need to let up. He stroked his thumb along the taut tendon, feeling the folds, over the bump of the bone, and across the top, reveling in the softness, breath speeding up as the grogginess left Jack's eyes and steamy invitation entered them. His hair was mussed from sleeping, sprinkled liberally now with twigs and bits of leaves, and his skin was pulling tight in response to the sudden cold, blood rushing to the surface and tingeing it warm.
"Guess I'm along for the ride then, huh?"
Ennis pulled Jack forward hard, crouching down to undo his pants and pulling them off in record time. "Damn straight you are," he growled, his hands starting down at Jack's ankles, caressing away the hot band of confinement, kneading into the muscle and rubbing circles along the inside of his thighs. He followed up with nipping bites, just hard enough to leave impressions, licking away the sting, and Jack's hips jerked up in response, asking for more. He slid his hands into the small of his back, pulling him higher, devouring the silken skin surrounding his cock, nails digging into muscle.
"Fuck, Ennis, get up here," but Ennis just sucked harder, leaving behind fiery splotches on the immaculate white, moving with no urgency up through the fine trail of down that marked the path to all his desires, inhaling deep of Jack's smell, hot and heavy and laden with want.
"'S what you get for bein' a lazy ass, Jack," he murmured, tasting the hollow below his neck, grinding his hips downward.
"Should start sleepin' in more often," he whispered, snaking his hands around Ennis's ass, pulling him closer, the rough texture of the denim making him lose his mind.
Ennis's mouth burned a hot trail up his neck, breathing hot in his ear and tongue flicking along the edge, biting gently on his lobe.
"Ennis…"
He propped himself up on his elbows, looking into Jack's eyes, begging for relief, eyelashes splaying a dark fan against his skin. Slowly, so slowly, he lowered his mouth, noses brushing, not even space for air to pass between them, breathing the same heat, time decelerating from roar to a hum, vibrations tingling in the hairbreadths between them. Ennis took Jack's lower lip, running his tongue along the seam, sucking until it swelled under his ministrations, savoring the moist velvet. Jack groaned deep in his throat when Ennis pulled back, the cold air filling the space; Ennis discarded his shirt in a flurry of metallic snaps and stepped out of his pants, kicking them to the side. He grabbed Jack's ankles and laid them on his shoulders, one hand guiding Jack's hips closer to him, the other kneading at the base of his cock, fingers tangling in the curled coarseness, rubbing himself inside Jack's slit, the muscles convulsing around him.
And then their gazes locked, connectivity searing them to the marrow of their bones, solar flares brewing in the cosmos. Ennis guided himself home, lost in the crashing of the sea, body afloat in the currents of the stars, slipping inside the tight fit, snug and sweet to the hilt, mouth opened in supplication to the heavens, crying out his worship, and Jack met him in the heights of sky, skin soughing like the wind, frenzy building into a slippery friction that threatened to fissure him down the middle. Together, they ascended into the birthplace of the stars, explosions of color, light, and sound filling them until they shone with the brilliance of the sun, and their lips finally came together, hot and hard and wanting, speaking all the words they could never find except in shared ecstasy.