The bearded man grips the blond’s chest, fingers digging into his smooth skin as their mouths crash together, while the tattooed one leans in, tongue already tracing the seam of his lips. They tear at each other’s shirts, exposing hard, corded muscles and the dark hair trailing down their chests, the grass beneath them damp and uneven. The blond’s hands slide lower, pulling the bearded man’s waistband free, his breath ragged as the tattooed one pins him down, teeth grazing his collarbone.
