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Sun, Ocean, Sand (Jack/Sawyer)

Title: Sun, Ocean, Sand
Pairing: Jack/Sawyer
Rating: NC-17
Note: For foxxcub, who needed smut to chase the blues away

He walks out of the ocean naked, water glistening like diamonds on his smooth, golden skin, and Jack can’t help himself. He’s already moving towards him without thinking. Sawyer stops and shakes the water out of his hair and the drops bead up on his shoulders and run down his chest.

Jack just wants to reach out to touch him -- has to touch him. It’s the glitter of water on flesh that draws him. If the sun weren’t shining like that, if Sawyer didn’t move like that ... if....

It’s noon but the beach is deserted. There’s only Sawyer.

Sawyer sees him coming and pauses, curious but unashamed. He does nothing to cover himself. His eyes narrow, squinting into the sun, his body tensing as Jack comes closer.

Jack collides with him, unable to stop. He has Sawyer’s upper arms in a firm grip, grabbing and digging in with his fingers when all he wanted was a caress.

His mouth is covering Sawyer’s, and for a second, Sawyer resists, stepping backwards and keeping his lips tight against the play of Jack’s tongue. But then he opens his mouth with a sigh and lets Jack in. He tastes like salt and rain and sin and Jack drinks him in like a man dying of thirst.

Sawyer is pulling him with him, back into the surf. They stumble backwards, still entwined, kissing blindly, until the sea is waist high.

Jack breaks their kiss, catching his breath. Sawyer’s eyes are the same color as the ocean, flashing from blue to green, and how could Jack have never noticed that before? He’s not saying anything, not in words. He just stares at Jack, feral and hungry. He’s breathing hard and his mouth is parted and he licks his lips as if tasting Jack there still and Jack shudders.

Sawyer is the sun, white-hot and blinding him now that he looks at him head on, the way he never dared to before.

The waves are bobbing around them with an ungentle push and drag, so that he has to brace himself on the ocean floor. Jack closes his eyes and gives into the pull of the tide, gives in and lets go of Sawyer’s arm. He lets his hand run down his chest, across his abdomen, as Sawyer sucks in a breath and the world stands still, even the ocean pauses, as he takes his cock in his hand.

Sawyer’s soft moan sounds in his ear as Jack’s hand runs down the length of him, slow and teasing at first and then stroking with a desperate urgency. His breath against his neck is hot and ragged and Jack shivers with each exhalation, each shudder he causes Sawyer transmitted back to him as sighs and breath and warmth.

Sawyer’s tongue scrapes over his neck. He nips at the cords straining in his neck, and he growls, answering the movement of Jack’s hand under the water with a tease of teeth over skin and a moan of appreciation. He thrusts his hips against Jack, urging him to speed up. His hands are pulling up Jack’s wet T-shirt, prying it loose from his skin, edging it up so he can take his nipples between his teeth and make Jack gasp and curse.

He’s tugging at Jack’s jeans, now heavy and leaden with water, and he finally gets the fly open and his hand closes around him and Jack nearly whimpers at his touch, the shock of it shooting through him, so close to pain, he can’t stand it. Sawyer’s hand is rough and he can’t be bothered to be gentle. His strokes are hard, furious, eager for him to catch up and now Jack is panting in his ear and growing dizzy.

Sawyer is the ocean and he’s drowning in him.

The waves surge around, them, water rushing through their legs as he brings Sawyer to the edge, gasping. They’re rocked by the tide, fighting to stay in one place and then Sawyer moans his name, low and desperate, and only Jack’s arms and the water keep him from collapsing.

His mouth is on Jack’s again, like a drowning man needing the air that only Jack can give him. He is panting through the kiss, not able to wait until he gets his breath back. His heart is hammering against Jack’s and his hand has never stopped and now Jack sees white flashes behind his eyes like he’s looked too long into the sun. His body is jerking now, his skin red-hot where the ocean stops. The tide rises and crashes inside him and he breaks against Sawyer.

He kisses him again and somehow Sawyer tastes gritty now. It’s from the sand dusting Sawyer’s chest and now it’s in his mouth, adding to the scrape of tongue and teeth.

Sawyer is grit and gold, like the sand. The sand gets everywhere here. Try as he might, he can’t escape it.


( 24 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 30th, 2005 09:02 pm (UTC)
This line...

The tide rises and crashes inside him and he breaks against Sawyer.

...breaks ME. Good holy guh.


Jul. 30th, 2005 09:48 pm (UTC)
*blushes at teh praise*

Any time you need pr0n babe!
Jul. 30th, 2005 10:03 pm (UTC)
This was just so beautifully written! With the metaphor of the sun and the sand and everything. Just lovely.
Jul. 30th, 2005 11:02 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm occasionally known to get arty! ;-D
Jul. 30th, 2005 10:07 pm (UTC)

What was that you were telling me about you and description?

Jul. 30th, 2005 11:04 pm (UTC)
Awwww. *blushes furiously*

Just trying to keep up with you, babe. Maybe I'll try for dialogue *and* description next time. ;-D Cuz I can't live without Teh Futch! *wibbles*
Jul. 31st, 2005 12:30 am (UTC)
He’s breathing hard and his mouth is parted and he licks his lips as if tasting Jack there still and Jack shudders.

this line in particular made me squirm in my chair. beautiful and hot.
Jul. 31st, 2005 02:07 am (UTC)
Ooooh, thanks so much, love!
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Jul. 31st, 2005 02:08 am (UTC)
Wow, thank you! I usually skimp on the description, LOL. ;-D
Jul. 31st, 2005 06:46 am (UTC)
...Wow. Good thing I don't smoke, because otherwise I'd really need a cigarette right about now.
I just loved the whole comparative imagery thing you had going on here, with the beach and the water and the sun. Guh.
Jul. 31st, 2005 08:00 am (UTC)
Good for you and your lungs! ;-D

Thanks so much! This was one of those ideas that could easily have gone horribly wrong so it's nice to hear you liked it!
Jul. 31st, 2005 05:39 pm (UTC)
Rrrrr and very beautiful written. I loved the imagery and can only second that line The tide rises and crashes inside him and he breaks against Sawyer. breaks me.

I really love your stories. You're one of the writers, that sucks me into that fandom to a time where I really didn't had the time to read fanfic - not that something like that could stop me. Sadly that prevented me from leaving feedback earlier, so I just repeat, that I really love your writing. And to keep track of your stories and perhaps learn a bit about the writer behind I'm going to friend you, I hope you don't mind.
Jul. 31st, 2005 07:04 pm (UTC)
Oh, thanks so much! That's so flattering. Yes, please go ahead and friend. ;-D

And your icon is hysterical!
Jul. 31st, 2005 11:43 pm (UTC)
Mmm, beautifully written :) Loved the description and metaphors. Great job!
Aug. 1st, 2005 01:40 am (UTC)
Thank you for reading and leaving such lovely fb!
Aug. 1st, 2005 09:35 pm (UTC)
Sawyer is pulling him with him,back into the surf.They stumble backwards,still entwined,kissing blindly,until the sea is waist high.
*dreamy sighs*
My brain no longer works properly...thank you!
I'd pay good money to see something like this on LOST-real good money;)
Aug. 1st, 2005 10:37 pm (UTC)
Oh, so would I, babe, so would I!

But until that day, we can just dream. ;-D

Thanks for reading!
Aug. 6th, 2005 08:41 am (UTC)
Mmmmm. This whole thing was just loveliness. Man.

He tastes like salt and rain and sin and Jack drinks him in like a man dying of thirst.

I LOVED that. The whole "salt and rain and sin" was just gorgeous. Gorgeous.

I love the ebb and flow of this, like somehow you made me feel like I was IN the ocean with them.. And by the way? That's a kink of mine... Ocean!Sex. LOL. I like watersports. They're very sexy.

Also, I loved the littel bits in italic. Especially the last one, where you say he can't escape him? Hotness. I love the desperate/raw/need of the J/S dynamic, and you captured that wonderfully here.
Aug. 8th, 2005 07:06 am (UTC)
Oh, BLUSH! You're quoting lines back to me and all. *grins hugely*

Aug. 8th, 2005 04:37 am (UTC)
Whee! That was totally hot and completely beautiful at the same time. Just a fantastic piece of work. Loved it oh so much! :)
Aug. 8th, 2005 07:08 am (UTC)
Thank you, thank you! ;-D How sweet of you to go back and catch up with teh fic!

And I had the perfect icon to use with it too, thanks to you!
Aug. 4th, 2006 11:14 pm (UTC)
Loved the 'sun and rain and sin' and the idea of them being out in the water. I find the idea of them out in the ocean or in a waterfall pretty hot.

'Sawyer is grit and gold, like the sand. The sand gets everywhere here. Try as he might, he can’t escape it.'

So pretty...
Aug. 5th, 2006 07:04 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I always seem to end up writing them in the water. ;)
Feb. 23rd, 2007 09:15 am (UTC)
I know this has been around a while, but I found it the other day whilst looking for some wet fics to rec for a theme week on a comm I help run... wow! Excellent stuff in the waves. I love how Jack can't resist Sawyer any more than the sea and sand! Will be pointing others here soon! Thanks!
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