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1)
Bitty forgot his gloves.
He feels like such an idiot, and his hands are freezing! But then his boyfriends offer to warm them up for him, even though they're almost home...
A snowy walk, two hot men drawing his fingers into their mouths at the same time... hot and wet and suction and wolf eyes on one side and ocean eyes on the other, both eyeing him like they want to eat him up.
He can't decide who to look at: they're both so INTENSE and Distracting, and probably competing (cooperating) for who can put him in a tizzy faster.
He can't move: They have him strung between them, held by the wrists right there on the covered porch against the door, and all right, this is how Eric Richard Bittle dies.
But he dies a VERY happy man.
2)
It's the hottest day so far on their visit home to visit the Bittles, and Jack is visibly wilting.
They haven't come out as poly yet, so Kent is here as "Jack's friend" for now. The three of them are sprawled out in the shade of a big oak tree in Bitty's backyard. Barely visible from the house, luckily.
Bitty's been making sure Jack drinks enough Gatorade, because Jack never remembers how HOT a Georgia summer gets.
Jack's panting on the light quilt they're using against sitting on the twigs and acorns under the tree, and Bitty tries to have some sympathy.
However.
Kent is such a shit starter.
(He's also been living in the desert, so heat at least is nothing much to him, though he's been bitching about the humidity here.)
Kent quietly rummages in the ice chest holding gatorade, water, ice tea, and lemonade, and comes up with two good sized ice cubes...
and promptly presses them against Jack's nipples over his polo shirt.
Jack yelps and starts to sit up but Bitty's already there holding his shoulders down. A shared glance with a grinning Kent, and Bitty says, "Jack, NO."
Jack is certainly awake now, and eyes his boyfriends, who have a bucket of ice and ice water.
He shudders once, and relaxes back, submitting.
3)
Three athletes will fit well in a hot tub, especially if one of them is only 5'6" and they all like being in each other's spaces.
Ice water in glasses is delicious when the body is overheating, and tantalizing when pressed against a forehead or the back of the neck.
Cold kisses in a hot tub lead to an interest in leaving the hot tub and finding more room to spread out for play.
4)
Kent loves pampering day.
He looks forward to the face mask for his pores, hot towel for his skin, and hot boyfriends who are aching for him to allow them to shave his face.
A cold cucumber martini is delicious and necessary. He sips the last of it as Bitty holds the steaming hot face towel and Jack arranges shaving implements.
Bliss.
5)
The sheer coziness of a hot beverage on a cold day is only excelled by being able to suddenly slide your extremely cold feet under the extremely warm and ample hockey tush (tm) of your sweetie, and making them yelp, which makes your other sweetie laugh uproariously.
+1)
Surprise ice cubes in a mouth that’s returning to where it’s been hotly biting and sucking your neck and nipples. Or a drink of hot coffee before taking someone’s cock in your mouth. Or being the person “suffering” from either of these two strategies.
Delicious.