Rated PG
As Silvina mentioned in the introduction to her story “Deep Water” I like the boys wet. I have had delightful images of wet Benny and Ray in my head for several days now, and lo, a story was born.
Alliance legally owns these characters, and I make no claim to them by writing this story, and no profit will be made.
SHELTER
“Boy Benny, it’s really coming down out there,” Ray said, staring out the window at the pouring rain.
“Yes it is,” Benny said complacently.
Ray looked at his companion and shook his head, smiling wryly. Benny had been in a calm, happy, relaxed mood for days now. Nine days, to be exact. Ever since they had arrived at the Fraser cabin.
They had decided to make another trip north to fix up the cabin, and this one had gone much better than the last one- no escaped convicts, plane crashes or life-threatening injuries had marred their vacation.
Although Ray didn’t truly consider it a vacation. Vacations for him consisted of relaxing on a warm sunny beach while holding a cocktail with a little paper umbrella in it; with his hardest work involving making sure he got an even tan.
But a promise was a promise, and so he and Benny had come to the cabin to repair it and make it livable again. All of Ray’s hard work had been rewarded when he saw how happy Benny was.
Ben was more relaxed than Ray had ever seen him. He had been smiling and humming almost the entire time they had been here; even while hard at work cutting down trees or sawing logs or driving nails.
And the days of work hadn’t tired Benny out for nighttime activities, either; and their lovemaking had also been very rewarding.
The two men were roughing it, as there wasn’t any actual furniture in the cabin yet. The meager furnishings that had existed had all been destroyed in the fire.
But Benny had brought a double sleeping bag, and they spent their nights snuggled up inside it, which suited Ray just fine. He could actually get used to camping this way. Not that he planned to enlighten Benny with that information.
And Ray had to admit to a feeling of satisfaction when he saw the cabin taking shape around them. They had repaired the floors and walls first, and were currently working on the ceiling.
Most of the ceiling was still missing, which could have been a great misfortune considering the current weather conditions. But Benny had foreseen the possibility of bad weather, and they had put a plastic tarpaulin in place over the roof. Ray looked up nervously as the tarp was tugged and tossed by the strong winds outside.
“Are you sure that thing’s going to hold, Benny?” He asked.
“Of course it will, Ray,” Ben answered in his “that’s just silly” voice.
Ray shrugged doubtfully. “If you say so. Well, since we can’t do any more work today, I might as well go get dinner started.”
He walked over to the make-shift kitchen in the corner. After nearly two weeks, Ray’s skill at cooking on the wood stove was very good indeed, a fact of which he was quite proud.
He had just finished placing the pots on the stove when he heard a sudden loud ripping sound. Ray looked up just in time to see the wave of water that drenched him. “Holy shit!” He cried loudly.
Ben spun around, alarmed. “Ray! What’s-” He broke off , struck dumb by the sight of his lover standing there soaking wet, the plastic tarp whipping madly about the room, blown by the fierce winds.
Ray turned to glare at him, and. Ben bit his lip and looked down.
“Benny?”
Ben coughed. “Yes, Ray?” His voice came out rather strained.
“Benny, are you laughing?” Ray sounded quite angry.
“No Ray, of course, not.” Ben quickly brought his hand up to cover his mouth, turning away from Ray.
“You are so! You’re sick!”
Ben turned back, his lips pressed firmly together. But he couldn’t hide the sparkle in his eyes.
“Oh. Okay, you think it’s funny, Mr. Outdoor Survival Man?” Ray reached up and with a giant yank ripped the rest of the tarpaulin down. Benny gasped as he was suddenly drenched in ice-cold water.
“Who’s laughing now?” Ray asked, as the rain poured merrily through the large opening in the roof.
“Ray! The cabin…” The rest of Ben’s words were swallowed up in his laughter. He shook his head and stepped up to Ray, wrapping his arms around his waist. “Feel better now?”
“Much.” Ray grinned at him, and Benny leaned in for a kiss, pulling him close.
Diefenbaker ran into the room, growling and snapping happily at the piece of blowing plastic. The two humans were oblivious to Diefenbaker- and everything else- and stood in the middle of the cabin kissing while the rain poured down on them.
Eventually Ray pulled away with a slight shiver. “My lips are the only part of me that are warm.”
Ben gave him a mischievous grin, then his expression turned serious. “I suppose we should fix that,” he said, indicating the tarpaulin.
Ray gave a long suffering sigh, then moved to help his lover fix their shelter.
Working together, they had the tarp nailed firmly back in place in just a few minutes. The rain made an almost musical sound as it pattered against the plastic. Ray shivered again. “We should probably get into some dry clothes, Benny.”
“Indeed.”
Ray had insisted on building a bathroom in the cabin, and thankfully that’s where their clothes and towels were being stored, on a make-shift set of shelves that Ray had also insisted on constructing on their first day there.
The two men went into the bathroom and briskly toweled off, then changed into warm, dry clothes. Ray looked at his lover and caught his breath. Benny was flushed from the cool air- and their kiss- and his hair was still damp, and tousled from the vigorous rubbing he had given it with the towel.
“You look good in your natural surroundings, Benny,” Ray said, moving to take Ben into his arms again.
“Thank you kindly,” Ben teased. He hugged Ray tighter. “Are you warm enough, my love?”
“Hmmm? Oh. Yeah Benny, I’m warm enough.”
“Good,” Ben smiled.
He took Ray’s hand and led him back into the main room of the cabin. Suddenly Ben stopped short, looking at the puddles of water on the floor. Then he noticed their sleeping bag, which had been drenched by the rain. “Ray, where are we going to sleep tonight?”
“Oh dear.”
THE END
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