Hook, Line, and Sinker

[darth_eduard]

Eduard had made sure to stop by all the other occupied rooms on his way to the one he shared with Toris, Feliks, and Gilbert. He knew Mathias and Siguard at least would be very much looking forward to the day's activites, as would Matt as he had overheard him excitedly talking about it to Lars earlier in the trip. It was still too early into his

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[i_got_5_meters]

Poke poke

[darth_eduard]

In an vain attempt at freeing himself from the Prussian bear-hug, Eduard squirmed and inadvertently brushed his backside against Gilbert, eyes shooting open when he felt just how his captor responded. "I don't know what it looks like Gilbert, as you currently have me buried under blankets, and...and you're trying to molest me!" Eduard knew he should be more stern and determined when trying to lay down the law with his new acquaintance, but he found himself laughing more and more and subconsciously angling his head away in order to give Gilbert greater access to his neck

[i_got_5_meters]

There was nothing Gilbert wanted more at that moment than to see Eduard's face pressed down into the mattress of their small bottom bunk as he clawed at the pillows and sheets at having his vital regions seized again and again. In his mind it was a far better way for them to spend the day than out on a boat with people he barely knew trying to catch unawesome, slimy, fish.

Mein Gott...I bet this kid makes the best fucking sounds. I wonder what it take to make him scream loud enough for everyone else to hear us...At that moment though, Gilbert remembered his Vati-Marc's ultimatum and how he'd responded when told of being financially cut off for the time being. He mentally cursed himself and relinquished his grip somewhat from around Eduard's body. If he was going to try the whole monogamy thing and straighten his life around like he said he would, he knew he had to start by actually trying to make an effort right then and right there. Being a nice guy who got shit done was not exactly Gilbert's forte, and the idea of "settling down"

[darth_eduard]

Mida?? Was that a hug? What the H? He goes from trying to molest me one minute to hugging and being social the next? If he hadn't spent so much time getting me worked up, I would probably be giddy about it. ...tolvan..."No. I want to go. You're just very difficult to predict. That's all." Eduard shook his mind clear and joined Gilbert who was then waiting for him by the door

[i_got_5_meters]

"I don't know. Is it as good as Franny's food? I'll believe it when I see it." Gilbert said, turning around as he removed his soiled shirt, stuffing it into the back pocket of his snug jeans. He stared at the fish for a moment, trying to figure out a plan of attack. There was no way in hell he was going to let Eduard know that he had no idea what the hell he was doing past the point of catching and gutting the fish.

After a minute or two and a few haphazard cuts, Gilbert had managed to produce on rather ragged looking fillet of snapper which still had a few of the bones protruding from the edge. He had a touch of the Mad Scientist to him as he worked, and Eduard could not help but smile in good humour. It was clear that somebody was going to have to step in soon or else they'd have nothing to eat later.

"One down, a few more to go!" He beamed, holding the fillet up proudly despite it's mangled appearance.

Those guys aren't going to out-man me! I'm fucking AWESOME!

[darth_eduard]

OHMYGIDDYAUNT he took off his shirt?! Is he TRYING to give me a heart attack or a raging hard-on in a semi-public place or something?!?!Eduard found he was unable to answer Gilbert's question as his response stopped short and died on his tongue at the sight of the pale, smooth skin of his new boyfriend's back. Every little shift and movement of his lean muscles as he worked at trying to fillet the fish caused sanity and coherent thought to become increasingly more of an impossible feat for the overwhelmed Estonian. He admired the way the long scar on Gilbert's right shoulder blade caught the light and the way his jeans hung low on his hips, hugging his surprisingly firm and attractive ass

[i_got_5_meters]

"Holy hell, Birdie! Where did you learn how to do that?" Gilbert sat back on the deck, agape at the skill with which the more technology savvy Eduard processed and portioned the fish.

Who would have thought the kid would be good at something like that? Quite the little wifey...

Then an idea struck him as he snuck a glance at the way the snug, borrowed shirt clung to Eduard's torso and how the finely tuned small muscles of his hands and arms danced as nimble fingers set about their work. With a mischievous smirk on his face, Gilbert propped himself up closer next to his boyfriend and spoke close enough to his ear to notice the goosebumps raise on the blond's skin. "Kesesesese...I bet you're really good with those hands, aren't you Birdie?" He purred. "Can't wait to try that out later."

[darth_eduard]

"M-mida??" Eduard squeaked and nearly dropped the pieces of fish he'd managed to salvage. He felt the goosebumps ripple over his skin and the blood that wasn't immediately rushing to his cheeks divert elsewhere. "I...I, uh...I never bothered trying to find out if...if you mean what I think you mean, Gil."

This guy is insatiable! I can't possibly be attractive enough to warrant such attention. I might need to do a full chemical analysis to see if there is some sort of unique property to whatever pheromones I may be producing...Oh, to hell with it! I've got a boyfriend!Eduard allowed himself a laugh, slowly feeling more and more at ease with himself around Gilbert despite how often the impish albino seemed to enjoy getting him worked up. Gathering up the fillets to take them to Tino and Siguard, Eduard summoned up the courage to give Gilbert a response of his own. He leaned in dangerously close and let a hint of a smile ghost over his reddened cheeks before whispering. "If you play your cards right we might be able to try out more than