LOCKE
Nate isn't the only one up early. That said, Locke is always up early. Sleep is for the weak. Although he has kind of learned to nap in the sun while in his jaguar form. He's been spending his mornings trying to figure out how his jaguar form works. That's how he's here, even if he's currently human. He had seen someone further down the beach and he's not going to sneak up on someone as a jaguar. Yet. Nate's also not the only one wearing as little clothing as possible. But then again, it's Longheat and Locke hasn't worn more clothes than necessary the whole season.
As he draws closer, he realizes who, exactly, it is. "Nate~" He practically purrs the other man's name as he comes up behind him, stopping a few feet away. He notices the blisters, all the interesting things he didn't get to see the other few times they've been in the same space. "You're not going to explode, are you? Being in the sun?" He's not very tactful, is he? He's genuinely worried though. Plus, he hasn't gotten a chance to talk to Nate about the whole.. Wren Society thing.
As he draws closer, he realizes who, exactly, it is. "Nate~" He practically purrs the other man's name as he comes up behind him, stopping a few feet away. He notices the blisters, all the interesting things he didn't get to see the other few times they've been in the same space. "You're not going to explode, are you? Being in the sun?" He's not very tactful, is he? He's genuinely worried though. Plus, he hasn't gotten a chance to talk to Nate about the whole.. Wren Society thing.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
