Alone again.

"I'm not going anywhere." Sisky pouted.

((G'night.))

Up to this point, Sisky had watched William's and Gabe's conversation in silence. He sighed and stretched, turning over so he wouldn't have to look at them anymore. Making sure the blanket had him completely covered first he mumbled, "You better just go with him before you start caring about me too much, Gabe. It's not worth it. Tell me if all that stuff is real or if William was just hallucinating." He giggled a little and muttered something about 'Lady Strap-on'.

Sisky snorted and moved a little so he'd be more comfrortable. "Have fun little lover boys." He giggled, knowing fully well they were both older than he was and they'd probably be opposed to him calling them boys.

Sisky breathed in deeply and relaxed when they left, closing his eyes.

Butcher had learnt that walking around the jungle wasn't fun but when it meant that he might stumble upon a sight like the one he found, it was worth it.

He walked across the clearing and saw the boy who'd run from him earlier snuggled into blankets, not sure if this was his mind playing a trick on him or not. "Sisky?"

Sisky's eyes shot open and he looked up, his face flushed a bright red. "Butcher?" He wondered if the other man had been looking for him, and he wanted to spring up to hug him except in doing so he would expose himself.

"Don't run." He said with a slightly pleading voice, "I just, I can go if you want, just don't run." Butcher finished. Although he wanted nothing more than to just lay down and slide up beside the boy he'd found but it seemed best to just try and get him to stay right now. Even if it was just to prove to himself it was real.

"I... erm... I can't run," Sisky blushed and sat up. He let the blanked slip down his chest to pool around his hips. It kept him covered but showed that he was definitely not wearing anything at all.

"The last time I went to sleep with my clothes on I kind of had a dream about you and woke up... um... sticky." Reminds me I need to wash my pants. He blushed and looked away, afraid what the Butcher might say.

Caught a little off guard by the statement Butcher coughed aloud and scrambled a bit for air to once again enter his throat for breath, "Well I ..." He stared down to the boy with his chest exposed. Don't think about the fact he is naked. Look into his eyes! "That was a bit of an overshare." He added with a smile. Sticky Sisky is Sisky perfection.

Sisky scanned the ground for his pants and shirt and noticed with horror that they were too far for him to reach without moving. He was afraid of the blanket dropping and showing Butcher his naked body even though he wanted the other man to see it eventually. "I guess so. Sorry. It's a bad habit." He hadn't meant to tell Butcher about the dreams when William had made fun of him for them.

Watching where Sisky's eyes traced he spotted the clothes and smiled. "Need some help?" He smirked as he picked up the pants that he saw on the ground. Naked Sisky. Naked Sisky. Please let me see a naked Sisky." "So Why umm ... why are you naked?" He hesitated to ask as he passed Sisky his trousers.