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Oscar feels good. The hot southern sun beating down on them, the wind produced by the speed of the car blew their hair. Music filled the cabin as they drove down the roads toward Austin. Beside him, was his boyfriend Logan, driving them down the road, his blond hair floating creating a halo around him, as he was singing with all his heart to his “road trip playlist” a bunch of summer hits and country songs.
They just quitted Dallas, the final stop of their trip. Profiting from the three week break between Singapore and Austin, Logan wanted to do an American Road Trip to make him discover the south, where he grew up, but because of the preparation he wasn’t able to do so, but somehow he managed to negotiate with both teams to make a shorter trip the week before the Austin grand prix.
They decided to go from Miami to Austin, which normally is a 24h trip but decided to breaks it into three part to be able to visit some of the cities, on their way, they spent a day in fort Lauderdale — Visiting his parents —, Atlanta, and now just quitted Dallas to arrive in Austin on Monday, letting them with two days to spare before the start of the race week.
Logan pulled up on the side of the road. A sort of small plain in front of them, some grass and some trees offering shade. Logan comes down and opens his door like a gentleman.
- C’mon baby time to eat.
He took the arm that Logan offered him and went out of the car. Logan takes a bag from the backseat and starts to install them under the tree, on the hood of the car. He takes out a sandwich, juice, water and a box of cutted fruit.
They start eating in a restful calm, just enjoying each other's presence. Eating and drinking in peace, listening to the music blaring from the car radio. Feeding each other fruit before cleaning up and lying half on the windshield and half on the hood. Hand in hand, Oscar's head on Logan's chest who runs his hand through his hair. Oscar reveals himself slightly until he is at the level of Logan's face and pushing a little places a kiss on Logan's lips, the latter returning it with pleasure before grabbing him by the hips and positioning him on him and deepens the kiss.
- I love you Lo. Thank you for this wonderful trip.
- I love you too Osc
They laze a little bit before returning in the car to continue the trip.
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- c’mon osc... Try it. It’s fun. Pretty please ?
- Nah thank you. I prefer watching you.
- As you want. You're not being very fun now. Said the blond pouting
- I don’t like to dance. But go on and have fun. I prefer watching you. You’re really pretty like that. He says before watching Logan take place beside all the other people in the bar.
They arrived on time in Austin, spending the first day visiting, and decided to go out a last time today so there he was in a bar, eating barbecue and beer and listening to country music and watching people dancing.
Right now, he was watching Logan moving his body smoothly to the rhythm of the music , in sync with the other dancers. He was resplendent like this, a beautiful smile on his face, making the small wrinkles in the corner of his eyes appear, as he sang along with the song. He can feel his heart beat faster. God, he loves his boyfriend.
He was wearing blue jeans and a red checkered shirt, slightly open at the top, a silver necklace and a brown cowboy hat matching his boots and his belt to top it all. His jeans show off his curves well, embracing his ass. The boot lengthened his already long legs and the little he could see of his torso drove him crazy.
He was wearing a similar outfit only switching the shirt for a plain white t-shirt and no cowboy hat. Logan insisted that they both match and wear clothes matching the theme. He admits it was not that bad of an idea, even though he is more convinced it is more because of the blessing view of his boyfriend, than anything else.
He keeps slipping his beer, closely watching Logan dancing. After about 30 minutes he came back to him and sat on his chair taking a sip of his beer.
- You dance amazingly sweetie.
- Thank you Osc. I could teach you if you want? It is not that hard.
- No thanks.
- C’mon Osc for me pleaaase.
- Fine but just for you and just a little bit hmm.
- Promise he answers happier than ever, grinning ear to ear.
They chat and drink a bit before Logan takes Oscar's hand and trains him to the floor and starts teaching him to dance to the song that just began. Which was harder said than doing, considering that the Australian had the coordination of a 3 year old and the flexibility of a broom. After the nth try, Oscar lamentably fails at switching and catching him. He abandons, laughing slightly at the younger blushing.
- Oh my god. You’re so bad at this Osc. How is it even possible ?
- Oh shut up Lo. I told you. Pouts Oscar bringing Logan closer to him.
He has his hands on Logan's waist just above the belt and the tips of his fingers lightly touching his butt. Logan's hands were on his shoulders. They look straight into eachother eyes. Oscar drowned in the green orbs and Logan in Oscar chocolate ones.
Oscar, even though he was still sulking, had a tender look towards the American who still continued to make fun of him.
- It getting late why wouldn’ we go back to the hotel hmm ? propose the Australian.
- Okay.
They separate but lock their hands and go take their coat before leaving the bars.They walk along the river, the bars were not very far from their hotel. Enjoying the light breeze and the salty air. They get stopped by some fans, on the way separating quickly, after a few photos, they continue on their way before arriving at the hotel.
They arrived at the hotel, and went straight for the shower, — wanting to get rid of the sweat, the alcohol and smoke smell of the bar — where they actually spent more time kissing and caressing each other's skin than anything else.
Oscar washes Logan's hair making sure to massage his skull, the Australian knows that it's a tender spot for the American, who closed his eyes enjoying the moment before doing the same with Oscar before that degenerates into a foam fight as if they had become childrens again. They quickly rinsed themself and the shower before changing quickly into their pajamas aka, a sweatshirt for Oscar, and just a big tee-shirt and boxer for Logan, and went to bed.
Wrapped up in the comfort of their blanket, snuggled together. Logan rests his head on Oscar's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, one leg above Oscar's. Oscar strokes Logan's soft blond hair, placing kisses on his forehead every so often.
Logan after a moment tilted his head up and initiated a soft, tender kiss. They stayed like that for a few minutes between sweet words and fleeting kisses, talking about the future before Oscar turned off the light and they both fell asleep. Rested and ready to fight on the circuit.