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Jason wasn’t really one for fairs. Well, he wasn’t one for anything with large crowds and loud noises, but fairs had both of those in spades, plus rickety rides, overpriced food, cheap knickknacks, and rigged carnival games. Overall, not a particularly fun experience; for him anyway.
However, it was date night, and this was something Roy wanted to try out. So Jason put on his best leather jacket, his best mood, held tight to Roy’s hand and bore through the uncomfortable parts for his boyfriend's sake. He was actually pretty impressed with himself. He even managed not to have an anxiety attack on the rickety-as-fuck rollercoaster. Regardless he enjoyed the time he got to spend with his boyfriend, especially if it made the redhead happy.
What he hadn’t been expecting was for something to catch Roy’s eye and Jason was suddenly jerked and dragged toward a particular ride, and he thought the rollercoaster was bad.
“Woa- Roy!”
“Jay, C’mon, I haven’t seen one of these in forever! We’ve got to try it out!” Roy replies, not even slowing down. It wasn’t until Roy had pulled him through most of the queue that Jason saw what it was.
“A Tunnel of Love? Really?” Jason raises an eyebrow at Roy. Roy was only grinning, bouncing up and down like an excited kindergartener in a candy store. Jason’s skepticism melts from that alone.
Though he was a little shaky when he was pulled into the boat by Roy, flush against him his boyfriend's body in the tiny boat. “Oh, c’mon Jay-bird. They’re a romantic couple’s staple at an amusement park. It’s supposed to be fun.”
Jason rolls his eyes, doubting how much fun was to be had when he deemed the cock-eyed cupid animatronic as an omen of what was to come. Still, he wraps his arm around Roy’s shoulders and cuddled close as their tiny, wooden boat floated into the dark tunnel.
At first, Jason was…unimpressed with the decorations and animatronics. Paint peeled from the walls. Cutout characters with faded colors and the animatronics themselves were…creepy. Broken or incomplete movements, some outright frozen, and honestly whoever designed the exoskins should be fired. They looked like they should belong in a horror attraction.
Still, Jason was content to be so close to Roy, in private. Arguably the only bit of privacy they’d had all night, but Jason will take this. It was nice, just being here with Roy. His eyes even close as he leans into his boyfriend's touch. Odd decor aside, he was at least happy for this.
At least, he was, until a hand started to snake up his thigh.
Jason blinked and glanced up at Roy, only to be met with a wide smirk. Unmistakable, even in the dim light. ...Oh…
Jason blushes. “Uhhh…Roy.”
“It’s nice and dark in here.” Roy purred, scooting closer. The redhead walks his fingers up Jason’s chest. The mercenary could feel his cheeks burn, and he swallows.
“Roy, we’re in public-”
“Not in public, per se. No one can see us.” Roy starts to kiss Jason’s neck. Then he climbs into Jason’s lap, rocking the boat in the process, but Jason wasn’t even given time to voice concern. Roy’s lips were keeping him busy.
Besides, for all his complaints, he could already feel his ‘little friend’ pressing up against Roy’s rump.
He took a break in the kiss to pant. As his arms wrap around Roy’s body, his hand trails up and down the other man’s spine. “So…is this why you wanted to ride this ride?”
“A little.” Roy chuckles, and Jason can’t help but smile. He pulls Roy closer, pecking at the freckles on the redhead's neck and shoulders.
“Didn’t take you as the type who’d want to fool around on a dark ride, Roy.”
“It was on a bucket list of mine, but I never found the right person.” Roy’s fingers are in his hair, and his hips rock against Jason’s. It seemed like Roy knew to convince him with his body, instead of words, and convince he did. With every kiss and grind Jason’s brain told him how great of an idea this was. Alone, in the dark. Their own naughty secret. Images of cock-eyed cupids and cartoon hearts fade, and all he’s focused on is Roy, Roy,Roy. Happy Roy. Eager Roy. Roy kissing his forehead, neck, lips, chest-
Jason’s pants get so tight, and he feels ready to burst. Breathing is getting harder, hitched in places, as it interrupted the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, but Jason didn’t care so long as Roy kept touching him like this. He wanted to go further. He wanted to feel Roy too. To feel his skin and his heat.
He had *just* started to slide his fingers under Roy’s shirt when the intercom was heard: “Hello fair guests, pardon the interruption, but would the couple in the Tunnel of Love please keep things appropriate for all audiences? This is a family-friendly park. Thank you.”
Jason and Roy practically sprung apart, rocking the boat in the process. The two of them panting and flushed, not only embarrassed but still embroiled in their arousal. They look at each other, shocked, numb, and then, abruptly, laughing. A tiny, shaky at first, but something that bubbles into a joyous, delighted sound. They leaned into each other again, clasping eachother's hands, foreheads knocking together as they laughed.
“G-Guess this wasn’t as private as I thought.” Roy chortled and pecked Jason’s cheek.
“T-There are probably cameras. We should have thought of that.”
“Ah, oh well.” Roy shrugged and rested his head on Jason’s shoulder. “I’ll fuck your brains out in the car. We’ll pick things up where we left off.”
Jason shakes his head, but the smile on his face isn’t going anywhere. He puts his arm around Roy and holds them close as they float along. “Whatever you want, Roy-boy. Love you. Thanks for a nice time out.”
“No problem. Love you too, Jay-bird.”