They found a small abandoned fisherman's shack to wait out the storm in. Scott carried Alex in and laid him on the dusty, run down bed, and quickly moved to build a fire with the wood piled by the fireplace.
Soon he had a merry blaze going and had found some blankets. Carefully helping Alex out of his torn wetsuit, revealing the extent of his injuries.
"Bumped… into the rocks," Alex explained, with a feeble attempt at a laugh. Scott sighed; it wasn't as bad as he'd feared. Alex had, besides the deep cut on his forehead, several more cuts of varying depths across his back, and his chest was one solid bruise. The worst cut ran most of the length of his arm, right down to where the broken fragments of his communicator still clung to his wrist.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that," Alex said, following Scott's eyes to his own wrist.
Scott shook his head and smiled, "I'm just glad you didn't break anything more serious," he said.
Alex nodded and began to shiver slightly. Scott glanced hopelessly around the small shack for a first aid kit, no luck. Oh well, the cuts didn't look to be too bad, and they had mostly stopped bleeding. So he gently wrapped Alex up in the moldy blankets and went to stoke the fire.
"S-Scott?" Alex asked quietly.
"Yes?" Scott asked, turning back to him.
"Its c-c-cold," he whispered, wrapping his arms around himself and shaking violently. Scott glanced around but there were no more blankets in the shack that weren't too full of whole to be any use. So, throwing a last log on the small fire and pushing the bed a little closer to it he pulled off his own drenched clothes and crawled under the blankets with his brother.
"Guess I'll just have to warm you up myself," he said, hoping Alex wouldn't feel weird lying in the same bed when they were both naked. But his fears were wasted as Alex curled up to him, his shaking beginning to slow slightly.
Scott smiled slightly and couldn't help but think how cute Alex looked curled up and dwarfed by the blankets like that.
"Hey, Alex," he asked slowly, after several minutes.
"Hm?" Alex muttered drowsily.
"Before, out in the water, when you said you… you meant as like, a brother, right?" Scott asked tentatively.
Alex stiffened, paling under his tan. Had he really said that? Shit.
"I… Um…" he fumbled, hardly daring to meet his brother's shaded eyes. Scott was silent. "You hate me now, don't you?" Alex whispered at last, his eyes down cast, "You're… creped out by me… you…"
"I love you too," Scott whispered at last.
"What?" Alex asked, his head jerking up in surprise and disbelief. But Scott said nothing more; instead he leaned forward slowly and captured Alex's trembling lips in his own, gently caressing them until he felt his brother relax in his arms.
Scott deepened the kiss, bracing Alex's neck with one hand and running his other up and down his brother's back.
Alex relaxed even more in his hold and whimpered slightly as Scott ran his tongue slowly over the younger mutant's lips. Alex opened his mouth, allowing Scott entrance, as he leaned back onto the bed, so that Scott could carefully climb on top of him.
Scott braced his arms on either side of Alex's lithe frame, careful not to put too much pressure on his bruised chest.
"Alex, have you ever…" He asked, breaking the kiss only for a moment as he felt himself beginning to harden.
Alex shook his head, breathing heavily, "But I want to," he whispered, "If you will do it."
Scott smiled and kissed him again gently, "Only if you're sure," he said.
"I am," Alex assured him, and Scott nodded, smiling. Slowly his lips trailed down Alex's toned chest, pausing for a moment to caress Alex's nipples, bring a moan of pleasure from the other mutant.
Continuing downward he nipped the soft flesh ringing his bellybutton. Then traveling back up to Alex's lips once more as slowly, gently, he penetrated. Alex moaned as the first wave of shock hit him. Tenderly kissing him, Scott slipped in deeper, and Alex pushed up against him, panting in pleasure. They worked up a steady rhythm, until at last Scott let out inside of Alex.
Sighing tiredly, Scott lay back down next to Alex and wrapped his arms around his little brother.
"Warmer?" Scott asked, panting slightly.
Alex smiled and snuggled into his chest, "I am now."
"Good," Scott kissed the top of Alex's forehead and closed his eyes.
"Scott?"
"Hm?"
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"Saving me."
"I know, but you just saved me again, so I had to thank you again."
"Shut up," Scott whispered fondly, finding Alex's lips once more before they both slowly fell asleep, gently wrapped in each other's arms.