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Guy Talk
Tremors: the Subtext #2
by Setcheti
Rating: FRT:MV,MP,SLC
Spoilers: tag for “Blast from the Past”
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tremors, because if I did the
series would STILL BE ON THE AIR.
Sigmund and Ray’s pet Ass-Blaster was gone, hauled back
home to his private habitat and his personal chef, and Tyler Reed sat at
Jodi’s counter sipping a beer while he let Jodi and Rosalita’s conversation
wash over him. They’d taken to picking on him about where he’d been coming
from when he found the remains of the still-anonymous hand-glider pilot,
but he wasn’t taking offence. Of course, he wasn’t talking either, which
was frustrating the two women to no end.
Rosalita commented loudly that he must have been off in
Bixby doing the wild thing all weekend long with some woman and Tyler didn’t bother to hold back his self-satisfied smile, knowing they would take it as
confirmation that she was right. And she was right, up to a point. He had
been doing that over the weekend, just not in Bixby…and not with a woman.
Somehow he didn’t think Burt would appreciate him
spilling either of those little details in present company. Not that he
would anyway; Tyler didn’t have any intention of coming out of the closet
any time soon. He would tease the girls, flirt – carefully – with Rosalita,
and do his level best to act normal around Burt instead of flirting with him.
And he wanted to. His grin got a little wider. Oh, did
he ever want to.
Tyler had overheard Burt’s heart-to-heart conversation
with Nancy the day before, more than Burt knew he had, and he’d been amused
by how flustered his lover had gotten when she’d hugged him. Tyler knew Burt was afraid he’d think Nancy was something more to the survivalist than
just a friend, but Tyler hadn’t been worried a bit. They’d have to talk
about that later, in private. Tyler had no doubts at all about Burt, none,
and he’d have to make sure his lover knew that.
He’d also have to make sure Burt knew how scared he’d
been when the older man had walked out in plain view of the Ass-Blaster and
practically offered himself to the man-killing monster just to see if his
theory was right. It had been, of course, but that wasn’t the point and Tyler was going to make sure Burt understood that. He wondered if that was how his lover
– who hadn’t been his lover then – had felt when he himself had gone out
after the mutated bacteria cloud from the underground lab. Maybe they
should talk about that too.
And then, of course, after they talked he was going to
let Burt nail him to the mattress and give them both some new associations
for the term ‘ass-blaster’. His grin twitched even larger. Or maybe they
could just go straight to that part and leave the talking to work itself
out in its own time – they were guys, after all.
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