Playing With Fire

Ennis watched Jack adjust the firecracker, left and right, twisting it around, pushing it deeper into the ground and mounding up dirt around it. "By the time you're finished ain't goin' a be fourth a July anymore, Jack." He drawled, crossing his legs as he lounged back in the grass, hat low on his head.

"Shut your trap, Ennis, we paid good money for this thing and I aim t'have it go off proper."

"Four year old girl would a had it goin' by now." He struggled to suppress the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"You're just full a helpful suggestions today, ain'tcha? Don't see you over here helpin' me."

"That's 'cause I'm smarter'n t'play with fire, Jack."

It was Jack's turn to smile. "Is that so?" He laid the fuse out carefully in the ring of naked earth he'd cleared around the firework, lighting it and running back to join Ennis, sprawling out next to him.

Jack's eyes were glued to the fuse, and Ennis watched him sideways, noting the mouth hanging open in anticipation, tongue darting in and out, leaving his lips shimmering in the dusky light. His eyes widened, eyebrows arching high as the fuse burned down, and he ran his tongue over his top teeth, poised and waiting for the launch. Ennis's pulse quickened, gaze hot as he watched Jack, and he didn't even notice the explosion of light and sound.

"Whoooo-eeeeee, Ennis, did you see it? Tol' you it was worth doin' right." He looked over, enjoying his success, quieting when he took in Ennis's half-mast eyelids and the bulge growing in his jeans. They came together, bodies thudding as they collided, grinding their hips against each other and tongues intertwining, hot and wet. Jack pulled back, pushing Ennis back onto the grass, straddling him quickly. "Shit, Ennis, been wantin' it since I saw you lickin' that maple syrup off'a your fork this morning." Breathing hard, he ripped Ennis's shirt off, buttons popping and scattering like hail, and unbuckled his belt, slipping it out of the loops in one quick motion, leather humming against the fabric with the friction.

He freed Ennis's cock, the skin dark with need and the tip glistening with pre-come. He took in the sight and then paused, reaching into his back pocket. Ennis wriggled his hips, needing relief, the cool night air biting his burning skin and driving him mad. "Jack, what're you…?" Jack just smiled, pulling out a sparkler and breaking the tip, igniting the dandelion-flower flares. He leaned down, kissing Ennis deep and hard, rubbing against him with his hips but not touching. He moved down, tongue trailing down Ennis's neck, biting his collarbone, and finally taking his nipple, hard and flushed red, into his mouth. Ennis groaned, writhing underneath him, but he leaned back, and moved the sparkler over the trail he'd left, hovering just high enough above the skin not to burn, satisfied at the catches he heard in Ennis's breath when the hot sparks made contact. Circling it around his nipple, he licked it once more for protection, and brought the crackling heat closer and closer until Ennis was bucking under him, wordless with need and taking pity, Jack disposed of the sparkler when it went out, mumbling before he took Ennis's cock deep into his mouth, "That'll teach you to play with fire, del Mar."

They never did get to the rest of the fireworks.