Chris spread open the map and kept it in the middle ground - on the console. Before Dimitri could remove his eyes from Chris and take a glance at the map, he was instructed to close his eyes. All the fight had already left Dima when it came to Chris, so he might as well give in. He closed his eyes and played Chris' game. Lifting his finger, he kept it on a point randomly.

"Perfect!" The exclamation startled Dima and he opened his eyes. Chris grabbed the large piece of paper, leaving Dima in mystery.

"Where are we going?"

"Say you wanna fuck," Chris read or pretended to read from the map considering his words.

"I am sorry, what?" Dima snatched the 'destination decider' and read the names on the map. Indeed it was a map of their state and "Say, wanna fuck?" was handwritten at one of the points. He noticed that near every crude shit written was a blob of red ink. Hee assumed they were the points where original names of towns were written and now they were covered, courtesy of Chris. "Ride till dawn?" he read aloud. The confusion inside him simmered down and the anger bubbled up. Dimitri was livid. "What kind of joke is that?" he spat.

"Oh, that's Ridley Town," Chris informed all the while trying to stifle his laughter.

"No, I mean what are you trying to prove here? The one thing that I don't want to do, you go and do that. Fantastic!" Sarcasm dripped Dimitri's tone. Unbeknownst to Dima himself, underlying the sarcasm was gloom that Chris caught on to.

The atmosphere in the car turned somber and both the bodies present became tense. Chris asked in a low voice, the lowest he could muster "What did I do?"

"Make everything about fucking. It is like you just want to sate your needs. What are you trying to show me? A 'good time?'" Dimitri asked, emphasizing the words good time by making quotations with his hands.

Chris grabbed Dima's hands and looked him in the eyes. He wanted Dima to see the honesty in them when he spoke his next words. "Yes, I want to show you a good time. I also want to show you the real me and this is the real me, Dima. I make jokes all the time because I like to see people laughing unrestrained. Throughout our date today, I am going to make jokes because I want to see you laugh happily. The real me makes dirty jokes all the time, but if I am making such a joke in front of you, then do know that I won't be joking like that with anyone else even behind your back. I am famous for making sexual references and saying suggestive sentences. Innuendos. If I am being suggestive to you, then I want you. Who am I kidding? I am going to want you my whole life; you are my mate. And have you looked at yourself, you are luscious. Every time I see you, I turn into a wanton s..." A laughing Dima stopped Chris from going any further by placing his palm on Chris' sexy mouth.

Hearing the happy laugh coming from Dima, Chris couldn't stop himself from letting loose a smile. Today, he thought. Today, he will win Dima. Today, he will woo Dima.

"Now, what was that place 'Say you wanna fuck' I selected?"

"It was San Warren."

“This is bad humor.”

“You laughed.”

With a shake of his head, Dima ordered Chris to start driving. Chris obeyed without any delay since they were already a little behind the schedule.

Upon reaching San Warren, Chris parked the car outside an international supermarket and instructed Dima to get out before he got out himself. He opened the back door and pulled out a duffle bag.

A few seconds later, a pair of roller skates were dangling in front of Dima's face.

"You know how to roller skate?"

"I do," Dima informed, taking the skates from Chris.

Putting on the skates properly, both were ready to go.

"Follow me."

Dima started following Chris with a shrug of his shoulders. Although he couldn't help but halt when he saw Chris loitering outside the supermarket and checking every window near the entrance.

Dima skated to Chris and whisper-yelled after figuring out Chris' plan. "Chris, no."

"Debbie Downer," Chris whispered back. "Come on." Chris took hold of Dima's hand and urged him inside the market.

Dimitri never had this much fun on a date ever. Scratch that. He never had this much fun with another person ever. With Chris' stupid jokes which reminded Dima of the sappy scenario they had in the car, racing in the middle of two isles, spooking teenagers and at the end, being chased by the workers and the manager of the market. With how fast they were skating, the manager couldn't keep up and was panting with his hands on his knees and face tomato red.

The most fun was when they gave a five-year-old his first roller skate experience. They were skating and laughing while doing twirls in the aisle where they kept ingredients for baking when the kid saw them. He tugged his mother's dress to draw her attention and when she looked at him, he pointed at Chris and Dima. The mother gave them a glare and Dima glanced at Chris nervously, he was smiling a bright smile. The dork, Dima thought but followed suit and plastered an equally bright smile on his face. Both of them went on their knees and asked the kid whether he wants to skate, but only if his mother agrees. The kid looked up at his mother with Bambi-eyes and voila! She agreed. Dima and Chris, each took hold of one arm and hauled the kid up. The group of three looked delighted. Chris was smiling and snickering, Dima was laughing and the kid was giggling.

Chris proposed taking a walk after they put the skates back in the car and this time Chris had another bag with him, a backpack. In the middle of the walk, Chris jumped on Dima from behind and wrapped his arms around Dima's neck. Dimitri jumped at the suddenness of it but managed to do both - catch Chris as well as balance himself.

Dima felt flutters inside him when Chris started leaving feather-light kisses on his neck.

"Chris, stop."

"Tell me you don't like it."

"I am liking it way too much and that's why I am telling you to stop."

Chris wasn't expecting an admission from Dima, but that doesn't mean his being didn't fill with giddiness. He jumped off Dima, turned him around and gave him a kiss so soft that had all his senses reeling. Chris doesn't remember a kiss where he didn't use tongue, this was a first for Chris. The sparks were a first for Chris.

The rest of the way to the park was was filled with secretive smiles, comfortable silence, shy touches like brushing of hands, whispered words and them.

Chris opened the backpack and laid down the board games once they reached.

First, they played Scrabble. When Dima's words were normal, Chris' looked like a sex-crazed pedophile's soul had replaced his.

"You are such a horny bloke. Are you sure you are not on your rut?" Dima teased, his eyes filled with mischief and youth.

"Na, that's worse."

"I don't know how I will bear a horndog like you all my life." Dima laughed, unaware of his slip-up.

Chris froze for a second and then there was a lecherous smile covering his face and he was leaning towards Dima. "I am sure you'll handle me alright Dima. Won't you?" Chris whispered the last two words seductively, his lips a breath away from his mate's. Their breath was mingling and they were staring deep into each other's eyes. So blue and beautiful, Dima thought. "I won," Chris whisper-yelled in the same seductive tone.

"I won?"

Before Dima could close the gap between their lips, Chris leaned back and turned over the board of scrabble. "Yes, I won."

Next, Dima was tackling Chris to the ground and they were fighting playfully. When Dima shooed away Chris like a dog, Chris even made a 'woof' sound to the amusement of Dima. Chris was delighted and his wolf, his dominant Alpha wolf, felt like he is the luckiest wolf in the world. He didn't even make a fuss when his human let out that 'woof.' He wasn't a dog but if his mate wanted him to be a dog, then he'd be a happy dog.

You are whipped, Chris quipped to his wolf.

You too. It was the truth

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