Shifting to face Mark better, Sean stroked Mark's cheek lovingly as he kissed him deeply. While Mark's hand reached out to caress Sean's bare side. The longer they kissed, the more Sean let himself give in to his desire. Rising to his knees, Sean unlaced his pants. His breathing becoming heavy as he refused to break their kiss. It was Mark that finally pushed Sean out of the kiss with a chuckle. Giving them both a minute to strip. Shivering, Sean hugged himself and glanced at the closed tent entrance. His fear of being caught trying to creep back up on him. Instead, Mark tapped his knee and lifted the blanket in a silent offer to join him. An offer he accepted. Easing under the warm blanket, Mark told him between lighter kisses. "It's ok. Just don't make any noises." Sean shot Mark a light glare, but Mark just smiled in return. Sliding his hand down Sean's side, Mark gripped his as and pulled him against him. Sean resisted a little, trying to avoid touching Mark's ribs, but swung his leg over Mark's lap. Sitting up, Sean swallowed and whispered down to him. "What do we do now?"

Grinning, Mark beckoned Sean down over him on all fours. The moment he was, Mark lightly inched Sean a bit higher up by gripping the backs of Sean's thighs. Sean looked confused, but Mark ignored him. Kissing Sean's chest and stomach with tender kisses that pulled soft moans from Sean. After a few kisses, Mark began running a hand all over Sean's naked body. Distracting him from what he was doing with his other hand. Mark waited until his fingers were soaked in his saliva, before tightening an arm around Sean's waist and wedging his fingers up to prep Sean's hole. With a sharp squeal, Sean jerked but settled down with throaty purrs. Seeing Sean so sensitive and needy was already working to turn him on. Sean tried to muffle his moans into the blankets, but from where Mark was laying, he could hear everything. It took longer than he wanted to prep Sean, but he wanted to do it right. He was hoping not to hurt him, but he was a bit girthy and for a virgin that could mean tearing him. Upon removing his fingers, Sean shifted over Mark better to breathlessly plead into his ear. "Am I ready?"

Mark smirked, helping Sean line up before asking him. "I don't know. Are you?" Letting his smirk fade, Mark told him more seriously. "Sean, this will probably hurt. So, if you don't want to do this-" Sean covered Mark's mouth, panting out casually. "Don't. You'll just scare me. I wanna do it. Show me...?" Mark nodded, then eased Sean's hips down. The second his tip touched Sean, Sean jerked and bit his lip with a blush. Reaching up to caress Sean's flushed cheek, Mark told him sweetly. "Relax." Sean nodded, but closed his eyes when he forced out through his teeth. "What if it doesn't fit?" Smirking only because Sean couldn't see it, Mark calmly reassured him. "I will go only as far as you want me too. Just keep your body as relaxed as possible. Don't tense up. Ok?" Sean took a deep breath and nodded. When Mark slowly pushed the tip in, Sean whimpered and dropped forward onto his shaking arms. Mark's hands instinctively released Sean's hips, asking him with worry. "Sean? Did I hurt you?" Shaking a little, Sean panted out. "A little. I think I just... scared myself."

Moving his hands to cup Sean's face, Mark pulled him into a kiss to calm him down. When Sean stopped shaking, Mark broke the kiss to tell him sweetly. "This next bit might... sting. I'll go slow. But you've got to relax for me, ok?" Sean nodded, asking hopefully. "Is there a way to keep it from... stinging so much?" Mark spit into his hand and quickly reached between them to apply what he could. Seeing the relief on Sean's face, Mark applied a bit more to them both. Without asking, Sean started to lower himself down onto more of Mark's cock, before wincing and stopping. Rubbing Sean's back, Mark purred into his ear. "Take your time. Don't force it." Bowing his head, Sean gritted out with disappointment. "At this rate you'll lose your hard on before I'm ready." Chuckling softly, Mark nibbled on Sean's ear playfully. Proving to him that he had the stamina to keep himself hard. However, he still whispered into Sean's slightly flushed ear. "I'm more worried about you. Don't concern yourself with me. This is your first. Enjoy it." Sean exhaled heavily, locking his jaw as he tried to lower himself down again.

This time Sean just stopped to breathe steady before easing down a bit more. The sensation had Mark digging his heels into the blanket. He wanted badly to thrust up but resisted. Tilting his head back with a throaty moan, Mark's fingers clawed air inches from Sean's thighs. Stopping to take longer breaths, Sean asked him in a shaky voice. "Are you in all the way?" Mark shook his head, holding up his fingers to gesture for a bit more. He didn't trust himself to speak because he was in Sean enough that he wanted to cry out with pleasure. He was tight and it felt amazing. Sean moved a bit, causing Mark to gasp as his body pleaded with him to thrust in. His outburst made Sean stop again, asking nervously. "I can't fit anymore. I'm down as far as I can go." Swallowing, Mark finally gripped Sean's thighs and pushed them out from him just a tad. Forcing Sean's body to lower the rest of the way to stay balanced. As the last of him dived in, Sean threw his head back with a gasp and shuddered. Mark almost came just watching Sean's reaction. Petting Sean's thighs, Mark tried to distract himself as he let Sean's body adjust to him.

Every squeeze of his muscles, tempting Mark to unload into him. To be the first to do so. When Sean settled down, he panted out softly. "Was that it? Cause I feel exhausted." Shaking his head, Mark took a short breath and replied. "No. You're only just starting." Placing his hands on Sean's sides, he coaxed him into leaning over him onto both arms. A soft hiss left Sean as Mark's cock eased out of him a little. Pressing his lips to Sean's, Mark kissed him and very gently eased his cock out to the tip. Sean's deep moan while in the kiss set Mark's blood aflame. Encouraging him to push it back in. When he did, Sean broke the kiss with a sharp moan. Mark forced himself to stop, but Sean started to move to try it for himself. Seeing him hiss again, Mark worked up the ability to spit on his hand again to help him. Before too long, Sean had the rhythm and kissed him between long thrusts. The kiss hiding their moans of pleasure from everyone except each other. As the thrusts grew faster, Mark moved his hand to play with Sean's hard cock. The strangled whine that left Sean, made Mark grin. Moving his hand faster, he watched Sean change his rhythm to match it.

Mark wasn't sure how long Sean could keep this up, until a different moan started to escape his lips. It was softer and more eager sounding. Beautiful. One of Sean's hands went to Mark's wrist, his grip tightening on him, but didn't stop him. Instead, angled him just where he wanted it before his sperm shot lines up Mark's chest. Feeling Sean's ass tighten around him and watching Sean release with a shuddering moan had Mark thrusting up into Sean one last time. The thrill of being Sean's first adding to the intensity. Panting hard, Sean fell to his side beside Mark, leaving his leg draped over Mark's lap. Smiling to himself, Mark caressed Sean's leg and asked him with breathless curiosity. "So? What did you think?" Sean hummed sleepily as his only response, causing Mark to chuckle. Pulling the blanket up over Sean's side more, Mark brushed the wet bangs from his eyes and watched Sean drift off. His ribs were starting to hurt now, but he ignored the pain to simply enjoy the moment with him. When he eventually did fall asleep, he did so with Sean snuggled against him.

By morning, the soft gasp of a woman woke Mark from his slumber. He briefly caught her racing from the tent, before waking enough to recall last night. Snuggling against his chest, Sean whimpered in his sleep but didn't stir. Before long, the Chief slipped into the tent with the woman hiding behind him. Unlike the girl, the Chief didn't look as surprised. Waving the woman to leave them. Staying by the entrance, the Chief casually stated out. "My apologies for forgetting about you last night. We had business to discuss. Though it seems... you were entertained." Wincing, Mark untangled himself from Sean to sit up and told him honestly. "If it offends you, we can go." The Chief's stone expression was impossible to read when he raised a hand and replied. "What you do with each other doesn't matter to me. My concern is only for my son and his future." Lowering his hand, the Chief exhaled out a bit regretfully. "Please. Allow me the chance to be a better host. Your wounds will be tended, and you will be fed. Give yourself time to rest." Mark thanked him, then laid back down to spare the pain in his ribs.

The Chief was true to his word. His Medicine Woman returned to check their wounds. A few women brought enough food and water to help sate them. They eventually even let Sean walk around the camp to stretch his legs while Mark slept off his pain killers. As hot as it was outside, Sean picked a shady spot to sit and listen to the camp. Watching the kids play and the young adults learning to ride horses. It was relaxing. His eyes soon drifted to a group of men that were bend over in a field. Piquing his interest. Heading over, he kneeled and watched the man plant seeds in the dirt. A lot of seeds. He started to reach out to help, but the man swatted his hand away and spoke in a language Sean didn't understand. He tried to show him that he didn't need so many seeds, but the man scolded him. From nearby, Hawk-Eye chuckled out. "He's not doing it wrong. Here. Let me show YOU." Hawk-Eye moved to three sets of bags, telling him casually. "You farm wrong. The best way to do it is to plant seeds that support each other. The corn. The beans. And the squash." Putting some seeds into Sean's hands, Hawk-Eye told him with a smile. "The squash plant brings rich nutrients to the ground. The corn grows high quickly. Allowing the bean vines to wrap around the stalks of corn to stay off the ground."

Sean gawked at him with fascination. He'd never heard of anyone doing that. Hawk-Eye led him to an unseeded part of the field. Where together, Hawk-Eye showed him how to plant them like the others were doing. As they did, Hawk-Eye playfully smirked out. "You seem... different this morning. Something happen last night?" Blushing, Sean mumbled out as he avoided his eyes. "No doubt you've heard." To his surprise, Hawk-Eye answered swiftly. "Heard what? I must have missed it. I was hunting breakfast." Biting his lip, Sean didn't want to tell him but out of all the people here, he felt like Hawk-Eye would be ok with it. Taking a deep breath, Sean rushed out a little. "I might have slept with Mark last night." Hawk-Eye's hands stopped patting the dirt. Sean couldn't meet his eyes and just started rambling nervously. "It just kind of happened... Not that I didn't enjoy it but... I just feel... weird. Is that normal?" A light chuckle left Hawk-Eye before he calmly told him. "It's normal. It's a scary thing to share yourself like that. You feel vulnerable. But it all comes down to the person you were with. Do you trust him?"

Sean scoffed out immediately. "Of course I do." Not giving him time to think, Hawk-Eye asked. "Do you love him?" Sean let that sink in, but he found himself whispering out. "Yes." Giving him a nudge, Hawk-Eye smiled when he told him. "Mark is a good guy. I'm a pretty good judge of character. So, you should be fine." Sean nodded, then winced when he started to stand up. Hawk-Eye's grin didn't help. Getting to his feet though, Hawk-Eye dusted himself off as he asked nicely. "Sore?" Sean could only nod. Beckoning him to follow him, Hawk-Eye chuckled out. "Come on. I have something to help. My first time... my whole lower back was agony. So, I picked up a few tricks." Heading inside his tent, Hawk-Eye opened a bag made from animal fur and pulled out a jar with shimmering white liquid. Handing it to him, Hawk-Eye informed him casually. "This is a liquid I got from a plant. I'll give you some seeds for it. It will prevent burning during... you know. Plus, it smells nice." Taking it, Sean opened the jar to sniff it. The scent was rich and pleasant. The strong smell of a fruity flower lingering in the air. When he dipped a finger in it to test it, he watched it cling to his finger like thin strands of honey. Putting the lid back, Sean thanked him and then asked curiously. "Got anything for being saddle sore?" Hawk-Eye chuckled, before digging around in his bag for something.

They stayed at the camp longer than Mark had wanted, but his ribs had taken a few days to fully heal. He'd enjoyed his alone time with Sean. It had been fun once Hawk-Eye had given Sean a jar to help them kill time. However, when the day finally came when Mark was feeling better, he woke at dawn to find Sean wasn't in the tent. Sean had packed their stuff the night before. So, he knew that they were supposed to be leaving. Taking their stuff out to the horses, Mark spotted Sean admiring a field with tiny green sprouts. Upon seeing him, Sean quickly headed over to him and reluctantly asked. "Can't we stay another day?" Putting a hand to Sean's cheek, Mark shook his head and whispered to him. "I'm worried about the others. We have to go." Nodding, Sean mounted his horse and glanced back at the camp. Everyone was still asleep. Gesturing to the camp, Sean asked hopefully. "Can't we at least wait and say goodbye to Hawk-Eye and the Chief?" Shaking his head again, Mark mounted up and told him seriously. "No. We've got to get moving. We've lingered too long as it is."

Turning his horse, Markkicked his horse into a run and Sean followed close behind him. It was time to find the others. To Be Continued...