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He yelped as that hand slapped at his face, though he couldn't deny that it was damned hilarious. He retaliated quickly and it soon delved into a full-on mud slinging war where they rolled around and just laughed. Forgetting the worries and woes that their current circumstances had them in.

Forrest was somehow, still, on top of Cass when they stopped, though he was panting and, not that you could tell, sweating from their exertions. He was also very turned on, and luckily that was also pretty hidden, the pants he wore just a touch baggy in that region.

He leaned back and sighed, hands in the mud keeping him upright. He was certainly surprised to feel Cass' erection, but he figured he wouldn't say anything, though couldn't help himself if he shifted against that erection slightly "I'm not judging, that's for sure. Sometimes being an asshole is all you have." He breathed a little heavier, his arousal kind of getting to him "I'm glad we have each other, Cass. So we can keep each other alive in this hell hole... Won't be good on anyone if we get blown to pieces." He loomed back over the younger man, smiling down at him - hips were still just slowly shifting, mostly on accident "I don't think you match the forest very well, so its probably best to keep your guts inside of you."