Bali H'ai, Friday Night: a beachside restaurant, then places more secluded

[needsaparrot]

It's Friday, which means no work and there's that trip up the mountain tonight. It's also Xander's anniversary, which means as cool as the volcano might be -- you'd hope -- the rest of Fandom can enjoy trekking up it in this decidedly not-cool weather without them.

"That was good," Xander says as the door closes behind them and they scuff out into the sand. "Different, but good."

[OOC: For the B-word-person, early posty for late worky, then SP for great... late worky.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Here, please."

[needsaparrot]

"Okay. You've got bail money if I get arrested, right?"

Without waiting for an answer to that, Xander turns around, so he's looking out at the ocean and the distant lights of Fandom, then unbuttons his jeans.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"..." Bridge is very confused right about now.

[needsaparrot]

He shoves his shirt-tail out of the way and lowers them. Just part-way and just the back, since Xander has no desire to flash the distant lights of Fandom.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge leans in to get a closer look... and then once he sees just what it is he's supposed to be looking at, he can't help but laugh. Just a little.

"Well," he finally manages. "I guess I'm not going to need to carry around a Sharpie anymore."

[needsaparrot]

"It's like what you wrote but with less butt-needling," Xander says, his jeans falling down a little further when he lets go to gesture.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I love you so much right now," Bridge says, not commenting on the jeans-falling-down because he's still a little busy appreciating the view- the new and improved view, at that.

[needsaparrot]

"You love me more when you're looking at my ass? I guess I'll take that as a compliment."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge snorts. "Well. Technically speaking it's actually," he reaches out, lightly brushing the fingertips of one hand on the skin just below the tattoo, "mine, now."

[needsaparrot]

"Yeeaaah," he agrees. It's still tender, but that doesn't stop Xander from leaning back into the touch. "Though technically speaking, California's a community property state."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," Bridge says. And then realises something. "*That's* why you've been weird all week!"

[needsaparrot]

"We're off the coast of Fandom." Xander points across the water. "Define 'weird.'"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"All sneaky! With the getting up before I do- you are *so* not a morning person! And showering by yourself and getting undressed in the dark and, and, and... sneaky!" he points a finger accusingly.

[needsaparrot]

"Maybe I'm just shy." Xander covers a snicker and almost loses the jeans. "Speaking of which can I pull my pants back up over your ass now?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Only if you promise to pull them back down again as soon as we get home," Bridge replies.

[needsaparrot]

"Can I e-mail Willow first? I promised she'd be the first person I tell."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"If it's a quick email," Bridge says. "Because..." he leans forward, sliding his hands up underneath Xander's shirt. "We may have the rest of our lives together, but I was thinking there should be some celebration of that particular fact, maybe starting with..." he lowers his voice then to whisper something in Xander's ear.

[needsaparrot]

Quickest. E-mail. Ever.