The Boys From Tennessee

The Boys From Tennessee
Rating: NC17, M/M slash, PDA, mild voyeurism, anal sex
Author: Chissy_Rose
Pairing: Sawyer/Peter
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.

The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 49 (49/60)
Get a Hotel Room

After breakfast, Peter went and surveyed the campsite area and chose a vacant area nearby. He would be within eye sight and yelling distance of Sawyer’s tent. He’d site his tent so the opening was facing inward. That would still give him some privacy, but he knew they’d have to be careful so close to everyone else. He decided to walk up the beach and start packing his belongings. He knew it would take him a while to get organized. Sawyer had tried to go back to bed in his shelter, still mumbling about the damn frog noise. Peter figured it was like trying to not think about a pink elephant. Once you were aware of it, it was hopeless – you were going to think about it.

Sawyer tried to sleep but it was to no avail. He tried to talk Jen and some of the other survivors into helping him find the frog, but they were still mostly mad at him and not interested in going on a wild frog hunt in a jungle where people had been attacked. Sawyer set out on his own into the jungle, but it wasn’t long before he ran across Hurley eating fruit and dipping it into a giant tub of never-spoil Dharma ranch dressing. Hurley apparently had been holding out on everyone and still had his own secret food stash. Sawyer thought that explained how everybody else was losing weight except Hurley. Sawyer blackmailed Hurley into helping him to search for the ever moving, ever noisy frog. They tracked it all morning.

In the meantime, Peter dragged one load of his clothing and belongings back to Sawyer’s tent and put them against the back flap in the tent, out of the way. There was no sign of Sawyer so he decided to eat something and go back to the hatch so Jack could check his wounds and give him his medicine. Peter walked back to the hatch. He went in and called out Jack’s name and was surprised when Jack told him to stay where he was and he’d come out. Jack came and got him and walked him back outside. All of Peter’s alarms went up. Jack said he could check him over outside. Peter told him don’t be silly, besides he still had some clothes and a couple of items in the hatch and he wanted to get them. Jack walked him back over to a rock and told him to sit down, that he’d go get his stuff and the medical supplies he needed. Just sit down and wait on him there, it was a nice morning. Peter looked skeptical, but sat down and waited on Jack. Jack finally came back out with his stuff and the medical supplies, but he looked upset. Peter could tell he was trying to look calm. He let Jack check him over and give him his medicine, hoping Jack would tell him what was wrong. Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer. “What’s going on Jack? You’re upset. Is everything okay in the hatch?”

“Everything’s okay. Just a little situation. Would you be okay moving back in with Sawyer for a while, until everything gets settled here?” Peter couldn’t believe his ears. Jack had just been so close and protective with him, wanting to stay with him, and now he was suggesting he go stay with Sawyer. He felt conflicted.

“Tell me you’re okay Jack. Something big is going on and you’re lying about it.”

“I’m okay. Just don’t want anybody else here at the moment. We’ve got a situation and I have to stay here to monitor it. Don’t talk to anyone else about it Peter.”

Peter looked at Jack and worried about him. “What would I tell them Jack? I don’t know anything other than you’re sending me away from here.” He paused, thinking about what he was going to say to Jack next. “Did you know that Sawyer and I can both lie straight-faced to people when we have to Jack, and people don’t have a clue? You know what? You can’t lie worth a damn. You only have one face you can lie with, your “doctor” face. You can lie and tell people they’re gonna be okay to give them hope. But for everything else your emotions are written all over your face if a person knows how to read you. You’re lying to me right now. Something big is going on in the hatch, you’re real upset and you won’t tell me what it is. You better be careful Jack, ‘cause you’re not as worldly or street-smart as you think you are. Listen to your guts and not your heart. Be careful about who you trust.”

Jack didn’t like what Peter had told him, but Peter was on target about him being upset about what was occurring in the hatch. “I’ll tell you later when everything is resolved, but I can’t tell you anything right now Peter. This isn’t anything to do with me and you. It has to do with the seriousness of the situation, and I need to get back inside. Are you going to be okay staying with Sawyer?” Peter shook his head and said sure. Jack put his hand to the right side of Peter’s face and rubbed it. “I’m sorry as hell this is happening right now. I wanted to be there for you. You need me for anything you come get me or send someone and I’ll come to you. I’ll be back to the beach in the morning to check on you and give you some of your medicine to take. You’re gonna be okay.”

“You just keep yourself okay too. Take care of Jack.” Peter stood up and gave Jack a kiss on the cheek and Jack kissed him back on the lips, holding Peter’s head to his. Peter sighed and picked up his belongings and started back for the beach. He turned around once and saw Jack looking dejected, watching him leave. He knew Jack didn’t want him to go and it made him feel better somehow.

Peter got back to Sawyer’s tent and put his belongings down. It wasn’t long before Sawyer showed back up. It was late afternoon now. Peter asked Sawyer if he’d had any luck and Sawyer showed him his messy hand and said this frog wouldn’t be keeping him awake any more. Peter just shook his head, “You squished a tree frog? That’s more than a little gross Sawyer. Yuck. He could’ve been poisonous you know. They have poisonous frogs in this part of the world.” Sawyer acted like he was going to wipe his hand on Peter’s clothes and Peter pushed him away telling him to go wash his hands and help him to get another load from his shelter. Sawyer grinned but went to wash his hand off, besides, might get some kind of allergy or something from the frog. Sawyer went with Peter and they pulled one more load back to his tent. Peter took his bedding and put it down next to Sawyer’s which made Sawyer smile. They ate something and went and sat out on the beach to watch the sun go down. Sawyer could see Sayid sitting and talking with Charlie at a distance and he frowned. He was a little worried about what they were talking about, but Charlie would be the one to lose if he confessed he’d hurt Sun to help Sawyer get the guns. Peter watched Sawyer’s expression and took his hand. “You alright? What’re you frownin’ about? You and Jack both been uptight today.”

Sawyer breathed out hard. “Yep I’m a-okay. I’ll try to relax. What’s the Doc upset about? Did you tell him you weren’t gonna spend the night with him in the hatch?”

“Didn’t get the chance. He beat me to the punch. Something’s going on in the hatch, but he wouldn’t tell me what. Said he had to stay there for a while and monitor things. I’m worried about him.”

“Jack’s a big boy. Why are you worryin’ about him? You need to be relaxing and getting over all the shit you just went through Pete.”

“I know, but you know how Jack is. He can’t lie worth a damn. Not like you and me.”

Sawyer grinned and then looked more serious. “You been lying to me about something Pete?”

“I think it’s in the Ford genes. I can lie just as well as you can. It’s a survival tool. I’d have been dead already if I couldn’t lie well to people’s faces. I tell the truth most of the time, but I’ll lie if I have to.”

“Huh,” Sawyer said softly. “Guess I’ll have to watch you more closely. Didn’t think you had it in you.”

“Yeah, well Jack don’t for the most part. Only time I’ve seen him lie well is with his “doctor face” on. He’ll lie to a patient to give them hope they’re gonna be okay. I think they teach them that – in case of patient self-fulfilling prophesy and all. But other than that, he wears his emotions all over his face. You just have to read him closely, the first expressions that run across this face. I can tell and I think you can too.” Sawyer shook his head yes, “You’re right I can read him too. He’ll say or do one thing sometimes, but his face gives him away. He’s hit me before and the way his eyes looked afterwards, I swear it hurt him worse than me.” Peter nodded and looked off over the ocean. It was almost dark now. Stars were out and the moon looked huge out on the horizon as it rose.

“It’s great watching his face during sex or when he’s coming. It’s like all the façade falls away and it’s the real him. I love making him look that way…” Peter looked over at Sawyer. “It’s the same with you James. Everything falls away when we’re having sex. It’s so real, so raw sometimes. All the pain, the trash from our lives, the protective shells we wear around us, they all fall away and we’re what’s left.” Peter’s eyes glistened, “You mean more to me than life itself James.” Sawyer turned towards Peter and took his face in his hands and kissed him several times passionately, pushing him down onto the beach. “Shit James – we’re out in the damn open. People can see us.” Peter whispered as Sawyer caressed his face and kissed across his face and neck.

“I don’t give a damn about them. I love you and I don’t care who knows it. You’re mine and I’m yours. I want you so badly my heart just hurts in my damn chest sometimes Pete. You have no idea what you do to me. Nobody’s ever made me feel this way before. It’s so strong it scares me sometimes.” Sawyer whispered lowering himself against Peter.

“Yeah I do – I know. I feel it too and it scares me too. The intensity of the passion and feeling. I thought I was the only one who felt things so strongly that it made my body ache and hurt. God, I am so glad we found each other on this damn island.” They locked their lips together again, tasting one another, running their hands in each others hair. Sawyer pushed Peter down onto the sand and ran his left hand across Peter’s cock which was already straining against his jeans. Then he ran his hand around to Peter’s ass and thrust his body and cock against Peter’s. He had Peter moaning and running his hands over him.

They heard someone clear their throat and looked up to see Sayid and Charlie looking down at them.

“Don’t you think you two should get a hotel room?” Sayid asked grinning at them.

“Although it’s been a great show,” Charlie quipped. “I could watch you two do this for hours. Although you’re starting to make me horny as hell. I guess I’ll just have to go wank off by myself.”

Sawyer grimaced and sat up. “Let’s go check into our room Pete. Didn’t mean to be giving the natives a peep show.” Sayid and Charlie both chuckled and moved off.

Sawyer stood up and pulled Peter up dusting the sand off him. He took him by the hand and led him back to his tent. Peter was amazed at how open Sawyer was being with him, and it touched him. When they got into the tent, Sawyer lit one small oil lamp and stripped off his own shirt. Sawyer took him in his arms and just held him. Peter felt as though he was melting. Sawyer looked in his eyes, “I want to hold you, kiss you, and caress you. You okay with first base stuff tonight Pete? If you want to wait ‘til later I can wait. We can just snuggle. Whatever you want. You’re in charge.”

Peter smiled. “That’s fine. That would be great. I can’t do a whole lot yet I’m still so tore up, but maybe I can pleasure you some tonight. Let me guide us past first base okay?” “No pressure baby,” Sawyer whispered. Peter unbuttoned his own shirt and Sawyer helped him slip it off. Sawyer slipped off his shoes and Peter did likewise. Peter drew down his zipper and pulled off his jeans and Sawyer did likewise and joined him in bed. Sawyer pulled Peter close and just held him quietly for a few moments. He wanted to be careful not to upset Peter. He would do whatever it took for him to feel okay about him and their sexual relationship. He kissed Peter on the shoulder and then pulled away some and re-positioned so they could kiss one another. He ran his tongue teasingly over Peter’s mouth before slipping gently in and then pulling out. Peter’s tongue followed back into Sawyer’s mouth. He loved kissing Sawyer like this. Being inside of him. Sawyer ran his hands into Peter’s hair and he kissed Peter slowly all over his face and down his neck to behind his ear. He knew Peter liked that. Peter moaned slowly. Sawyer ran his hands over Peter’s arms and across his chest to his nipples, running his finger tips over them repeatedly. Peter was arching up against him and Sawyer could feel he had a strong hard-on. He gently pinched Peter’s nipples and ran his tongue down his neck and sucked in and nibbled his tit gently.

“Oh God,” Peter whispered, arching up against him again. Sawyer was hard now. He knew he might not get off tonight at all if Peter wasn’t ready yet. Sawyer went to the other nipple and sucked it into his mouth. Now Peter wanted to move. He ran his tongue down Sawyer’s neck and took turns sucking his nipples into this mouth but he was a little rougher. Now it was Sawyer’s turn to moan and push against him. He hadn’t meant to get this aroused. He prayed Peter would at least help him get himself off. Peter ran his hands down Sawyer’s body into his pubic hair and rubbed hard against his groin. It was driving Sawyer crazy. So damn close, so arousing. Peter took Sawyer’s cock into his hand and Sawyer thrust up into it.

“Oh God, Pete” he whispered, “You’re making me crazy, maybe we should stop.”

Peter grabbed Sawyer’s butt with his other hand and ran his hand down to his ass hole and teased it lightly. “You’re making me crazy too lover. I wanna fuck you. Will you let me fuck your ass?” Sawyer nodded and was breathing hard and ragged now. This was more than he was hoping for tonight. He felt around and found some lotion for lubricant and handed it to Peter. Peter smoothed the lotion over his cock and felt it hardening even further in his hand. He spread Sawyer’s legs further apart with his own and applied some lotion from his fingers to Sawyer’s ass. Sawyer was caressing him and urging him on. Peter smoothly inserted two fingers into him and paused waiting for his ass to relax. Then he began to stroke him in and out slowly, searching for his prostate. He knew he’d found it when Sawyer shuddered below him. He stroked it again with his long fingers. He loved to make Sawyer feel this way. He took Sawyer’s cock in his hands and stroked him in time with the strokes he made with his fingers. Sawyer moaned, “Oh God so good, right there, yessss, oh, oh don’t stop please don’t stop damn so good…” Peter pleasured him several times before pulling out and pushing in again with his cock. He thrust in and out slowly at first resting on his knees. “Put your hand on your cock and keep up with my thrusts,” he whispered to Sawyer, angling to try and hit his prostate again. Sawyer arched up and whimpered. Peter knew he was in the right location. He thrust in again slow and hard and began talking to Sawyer telling him how wonderful he was, so tight, so damn gorgeous. Sawyer was having a hard time not being vocal. He wished they’d gone to Peter’s tent so he could have let loose. Peter sped up, feeling Sawyer grow tighter around him. Shortly he was pounding into him and Sawyer was moaning with each thrust. “Oh God oh God” Sawyer cried out as he shot all over his chest and Peter’s. Seeing and feeling Sawyer come took Peter over the edge. He let out a cry but no words, but he thrust three times hard into Sawyer before laying down gently on him. Sawyer wrapped his arms around him and whispered “That was great. You are so damn good Pete.” Peter kissed him gently and pulled back out so he lay against Sawyer. He grimaced as he saw his own blood on his cock. They both were breathing hard. Sawyer wrapped his arms around him and kissed him. Peter smiled. He’d done better than he thought he would, but it had helped that Sawyer let him be in control and put no expectations on him. He was very thankful for that. After a few minutes Peter shifted and moaned - his body was still hurting in so many places. It the throes of sex he’d ignored it, but now it all was settling back in again. His cock was stinging and bleeding some from the sex. He hadn’t been as healed up as he thought he was. Sawyer brushed the hair out of Peter’s face and asked him if he was okay. Peter shrugged and said not really but he was doing the best he could under the circumstances. He tried to focus on Sawyer and their lovemaking as he fell asleep, hoping to have good dreams tonight.