Originally written in 2006 for the drabble meme.
The sudden downpour takes them by surprise. Breathless with laughter, they race back to the car, and dive inside.
The interior is warm and dry; steam from their hair and clothes cloaks the windows. They are sheltered now in their own private world, secret and safe.
Elijah licks a trickle of water from his lips.
“No, let me,” Sean says.
They might be under sea. Elijah’s skin is wet-cool beneath Sean's mouth, his eyes drowned blue in the muted light.
“Fuck me, Seanie,” he whispers, and Sean recalls legends of unwary sailors ensnared.
Had they fallen as willingly as he?