Sia's Cozy Abode

*He smirks at her, splashing her legs in return. He polishes off his drink, smiling at her offer. He sets his glass closer to her should she decide to refresh their beverages.*

Only if you're headed that way. You know, I wish I'd've brought some swim trunks. I haven't gone swimming in...well, its been too long.


I'll be heading that way... I'm at least a two drink girl... * her voice fades as she leans closer lowering her voice.* but often times I run into the three or four.

*laughing a little she swallows the rest of her drink and pulls her legs out of the pool pushing herself up to stand. Leaning down to pick up his glass she knocks the side of the cool sweating glass against his arm.* No need to be shy, go for a swim, I won't look.

*a smile and wink before she heads back to the house.* Back in a few.... *lifting both glasses she shakes them along with her hips is a silly little dance back side.*
 
*He grins at the wink and her shimmy. As she goes inside, he considers a dip. Surely she has laundry appliances to dry his boxer briefs if he should indulge in a swim.*

Ah, Hell why not?

*It's a quick strip down to underwear, clothing stacked up away from the pool's edge. The water's deep enough that he can dive from the side, resurfacing near the center of the pool. He shakes some of the water from his hair, smiling. It's been too damned long since he had a good swim.*
 
*Inside she makes their drinks and returns to the poolside with a glass in each hand. Seeing that he took advantage and decided to swim brings a smile to her lips. Placing both glasses at the edge of the pool she sits back at the edge and dips feet in.*

I'm glad to see you're the enjoying the water... it feels good, hmm?

*looking up at the clear sky she sighs softly feeling relaxed. She always enjoys the hours after the sun leaves its place in mid-sky. Lifting her glass she enjoys another sips and leans back on one hand swaying her feet in the water.*
 
It's wonderful. I swear I was a fish in a past life.

*He swam closer to her, reaching up to grab his drink. Mixing swimming and alcohol was not a good idea, but so long as he didn't get too wasted, he felt like he'd be fine.*

Though, swimming alone is never fun. Calming, but not as fun as having a splash buddy.

*His mischievous smile returned as he splashed her legs, careful not to get the water too high up on her. Wouldn't want to force her out of them. Or maybe...just maybe, that would be better. His smile widened as he set his drink back on the pool's edge*
 
*Nodding slightly she sips at her drink before setting it aside not wanting to get move past a good light buzz.* I love the water, but while I prefer an ocean a pool is a pleasant alternative. I had thought of a moving into a beach house, but when I saw this place... I knew it was home.

*Watching him swim closer, a smile rests on her lips, a short laugh sounding as he splashes at her legs. She has every intention of joining him, but was biding her time, of course now their drinks are refreshed.*

Hmm... I am considering joining you...

*A teasing smile on her lips she brings her foot to his shoulder and playfully pushes him back.*
 
*He falls back melodramatically, dipping under the water and darting back over to her, tickling one of her feet for a moment before resurfacing.*

Only considering? What's holding you back?

*His smile says it all. The question's rhetorical, but he'd like to hear her answer anyway. He can stand at this depth in the pool, feet bouncing every once in a while, water rippling away from him like a leaf falling into a pond*
 
*She laughs softly and rolls her eyes as he falls back into the water, but keeps an eye on him because she doesn't trust that he might not pull her in unexpectedly. He doesn't, but what he does causes her to squeal with a giggle and splash at him with her other foot while giving a playful angry glare.*

Nothing is hold me back, I'm merely biding my time and I did go refresh our drinks.

*She adds with a nod of her head to the two glasses. Pulling her feet from the water she stands up and unbuttons her shorts letting them fall free down long tone legs she walks up to the edge looking down at him in panties and a tank top. Walking along the edge of the pool to the deep end she springs off the side and dives into the water. Swimming under to the other side she surfaces and looks at him with a smile as she treads water.*

The water is nice... perfect after a pillow fight.

*Swimming across the pool to join him in the shallow end her toes touch the bottom lightly and when she stands the water falls just below her breasts, tank top clinging to the round mounds.*

In fact, we didn't toast before... *picking up both glasses she hands him his and with a smile raises her glass.*

To Pillow fight fun and friendship..... *she pauses in case she should want to add.*
 
Biding your time, eh?

*He smirks but the smirk quickly fades as she stands and removes her shorts. Not what he was expecting at all, but a pleasant surprise to be sure. He watches her graceful dive and resurface. His eyes are drawn to her bust, darting back to her eyes. Wouldn't want to get caught staring...

He takes his glass and raises it with hers, clinking the rims together*

Here, here!

*With that, he downs the remainder of his drink, setting it on the pool's edge. Two drinks is enough to set that buzzing feeling in the back of his brain into motion. His eyes glance downward again; he's pretty sure she can tell he's checking her out, but he also doubts she minds in the least.

His smirk is back in full force.*
 
Their glasses clink and she sips from her glass while dark eyes watch him over the rim swallow his drink whole. The smile on her lips is hidden by the glass, one more small swallow and she sets the glass on the edge of the pool. There is no not noticing his wandering gaze, the bold smirk, she doesn't mind. In fact, she'd probably be offended if he didn't notice. Of course, it's situations like these she's not terribly skilled and that awkward girl surfaces. Dragging a hand through the water she looks off to the side, a nervous blush warming her cheeks and she considers her next move, does she have one?

Lips suddenly feeling dry she moistens them with the tip of her tongue and presses them together for a moment. Bold and forward, two traits she can't claim as her own. So, she plays it safe wading over to the steps and sitting on the top one, leaning back so her legs float out in front. Her eyes are on him, watching him, a small smile on her lips.

"What's with the smirk? You almost look like the cat who ate the canary."
 
I've got one of those almost-permanent smirks. Can't help myself sometimes. Right now, though, I'm just grinning because your cheeks are turning the cutest shade of red. And it isn't because of the heat or the drinks. That much I know.

*He swims closer to her, practically walking now. The water's at about waist level, and it's easy enough to catch both of her legs at the ankle, hands sliding up to her calves*

You know, sitting on the steps of a pool is like waiting in line for a roller coaster and then not riding it....c'mere. Let's swim.

*His words seem to hold a different meaning to the word 'swim', but if she notices that, it'll only be after she feels him tugging on her legs, trying to pull her off the step and back into the water.*
 
His comment makes her blush burn hotter and she tries to brush it off with a laugh as she rolls her eyes. She's an easy person to read most of the time her emotions held out in front. Shifting her gaze to his hands as they grab her ankles she notes how they feel strong, confident. Her eyes remain focused on his hands as he speaks a shiver of excitement tightening in her stomach. Slowly her gaze travels up his body as he tugs, inviting her closer. The blush is gone even if the awkwardness is still there.

Sliding off the step stands rejoining him in the water, moving in closer, hands resting on his shoulders brushing lightly over his skin, removing droplets of water.

"Swim, hmm?"

There is a small smile on her lips as dark eyes look up to his and she inches just a little closer their bodies touching ever so lightly. Fingertips trail along his collar bone the tip of a nail scratching slightly down the center of his chest as she breathes in deep, chest rising and falling. Leaning in her lips tease with possible contact his jaw her breath warm as her hand trails to his waist fingertips curling against his skin. She's close enough that her breasts are against him and the tip of her nose brushes against his cheek as she brings her lips near his ear.

"Yes, let's swim."

She whispers and then quickly slips pass him as she stretches out to glide through the water, swimming to the deep end of the pool. That is if he doesn't stop her before she gets too far.
 
*The tease is very effective, nails and lips and the press of her chest against his before she swims away. He thinks of snagging her ankle again, but decides to just swim after her, powerful strokes catching her quickly. His hands find her hips, eyes open briefly under the water.

With hands still in place he kicks toward the surface, treading water, droplets clinging to hair and skin alike. It's his turn to tease, leaning in and blowing a warm breath across her neck, tongue tip flocking her earlobe brazenly.*

I think maybe we both had a different idea of what swimming entails...

*he grins as he pulls back to look into her eyes, mischief gleaming in his own*
 
She squeaks a playful scream as his hands claim her hips and stopping her mid-stroke. Their bodies close once again close as they tread water. His tease is most effective sending a shiver through her body and bringing a soft moan to her lips.

"Oh, I don't know... we did swim a little."

Meeting his gaze she blinks several times to shake away droplets of water hanging from dark lashes. Her hands rest on his shoulders fingers curling against his skin their legs briefly touching, brushing together as they tread water. Pressing closer she brings her lips to his jaw this time there is no tease, but a kiss, soft and gentle and followed by a graze of her teeth. The tip of her tongue continues along his jaw ending with a lick to his earlobe. All the while her hands slipped from his shoulder to slide down his sides and rest on his waist.
 
True. We did.

*Treading water and getting nibbled on is quite the balancing act. His hands cling to her hips as his legs keep kicking, holding himself afloat. Subtle changes in his pattern pull them closer to the far edge of the pool, working around to put her back against it when they arrive. His head rolls to the side as she nips and kisses along his jaw and ear, only to lean in and plant a few kisses of his own along the top of her chest, dotting a few up to the hollow of her throat.*
 
Locked in an embrace she moves with him as he guides them through the water till the chill of the pool wall touches her back, a slow breath sucked, it's only a mild distraction from the touch of his lips. Using the wall as leverage she wraps her legs around his hips pulling him closer as the heels of her feet press lightly into the back of his thighs. Sliding hands up his back her lips brush lightly against his temple, his forehead then leans the back of her head against the pool's edge enjoying the touch of his lips.
 
*From here, he can hold the edge on either side of her and keep afloat easier. His body presses against hers as she locks her legs around him. His mouth continues to taste and tease, teeth coming together in all the right sensitive places. Though the water's a bit cool, his heat is expanding, evidenced by the rise of his manhood, the sodden material of his underwear doing little to hide the fact.

Their lips meet again, tongues flicking against each other, teeth making the occasional nip at a lower lip. The edge of the pool and the small portion of deck beyond it would be just enough to...

He pulls back, smiling a devious smile.*

How about you hop up on the edge of the pool there? We've had drinks, but now I'm hungry....
 
Against the wall, pleasantly trapped she sinks against him, relishes the kiss, the nips to her lips and adds her own. Nails press lightly into the skin of his back as her body presses to his wanting to feel his arousal. Drawn to his body heat hand lazily trail down his back to his hip, fingertips dipping just below the waistline when he pulls back. A pause in her movements she slowly blinks her eyes open, listens and instantly blushes. It's not that she's shy or inexperience, but she's never been one not to blush. A slow smile crosses her lips and she offers a nod.

A small laugh leaves her lips as she playfully pushes him away so she might turn and press her hands on the edge with a push of her toes on the wall she pulls herself out of he water, turns and sits on the edge. Tank top soaked through, nipples at attention and panties soaked in more than one way hanging on her hips. Stretching a leg she touches her toes playfully against his shoulder, waiting.
 
*His hands catch her at the ankle, bringing his lips to her skin, kissing a slow trail along her calf, still treading water. Once he's made it to her inner thigh, his teeth make an appearance, biting gently and pulling a bit. His path is clear and his pressure grows lighter the nearer to her heat he gets. His eyes run up her body, lips pulled back in a grin briefly. His tongue slides out, resting flat against her mound before lapping upward in a long stroke. Heat and wetness create a wonderful flavor. The tang of her arousal cuts through even the fabric of her panties. A low growl of appreciation rumbles his throat as his hands slide up her thighs, eager to fondle the prize still covered by cloth.*
 
The grip on her ankle is strong, yet gentle as are the touch of his lips as they travel up her leg. Leaning back on her hands she watches him place each kiss, droplets of water leaving watery trails down her arms and chest as a cool breeze blows it raises tiny goosebumps across her skin, a shiver from the chill, but a larger one soon follows as his teeth graze her inner thigh. Sucking in a sharp breath she twitches slightly the nips are both pleasurable and tickling. Her eyes don't leave him even when he looks up she steels her gaze, smiling and then whimpering a moan as he tastes her through the cotton barrier. Another breathy moan follows as his hands slide up her thighs arching her back she raises her hips just enough for him to easily pull the panties from her body.
 
*The subtle gesture is seized eagerly, his fingers curling into the waistband of her underwear. The wet fabric clings to the wetness she's created as he peels them down and off, tossing them next to her on the deck. With her sex bared, his hungry eyes fix on it, lips and tongue returning to her petals. His hands slide along her thighs, one continuing on up her stomach to her chest, cupping and squeezing her right breast, the other snaking under and between their bodies to run a single finger against her slit as he continues making a meal of her clit.*
 
Sensations of pleasure, tiny tendrils of electrifying desire to feel more, to feel a deeper, stronger pleasure sweeps through her body. Her head dips back, eyes staring up at the sky with parted lips, breathing a moan and arching her back. The eagerness was already there his attentions between her thighs easily flare the need. His hand crushing her breast isn't enough there is still a shred of clothing. A quick fix, tightening her stomach she balances, hands reaching for the hem and peels away the cotton tank top to leave her nude, breasts round and full with hard nipples begging for attention.
 
*Nimble fingers find their newest playthings, tweaking and twisting, tugging and teasing as his tongue continues to lathe her sex, lips meeting to encircle her clit, suction pulling and squeezing. A low hum echoes in his mouth, rising from the depths of his throat as he continues to feast on the slippery source of her pleasure.

His finger has taken to driving deep, curling as it exits, pressing against the upper and inner walls of her pussy. The motion makes an instant connection to his mind, and then his cock. This is wonderful, but his hunger is starting to take root...lower...*
 
The heels of her feet press against the wall of the pool, thighs spread for him, panting breaths mixed with moans as his mouth envelops her clit. The feel of his hands on her breasts his fingers teasing and twisting hard sensitive nipples sends tendrils of electrifying pleasure through her body, mixing with the tightening muscles, the burning desire to feel more. She groans louder arching her back as fingers curl against the wooden deck. A soft, almost whispered "Yes" is moaned. The approaching climax is evident though she craves more than her own pleasure.
 
*The ache in his loins is too persistent to ignore at this point. He retreats from her slit, hands gripping the side of the pool and pulling himself up. She's made to shift back a bit to allow him to exit the pool. Immediately his underwear are dropped, swollen member springing free. The look in his eyes echoes her desire, and if permission was needed, it was given when she got into the pool.

His crown meets her tunnel, resistance scarcely felt as he enters her warmth. The chill from the cool air is a stark contrast. He can't suppress the groan of pleasure that grates his vocal chords*

Mmmmm...
 
The moment his mouth leaves her clit she lifts her head to see him rising out of the pool water dripping down his body as he approaches closer, she automatically slides back. Gaze tracking down his body catching a glimpse of his freed length a slight smile tugs at the corner of her lips. He quickly hovers over her as she lays back, breathing in, as their bodies connect. A moan instantly sounds as he fills her and she arches her back, meeting his hips as he presses his cock deep inside.

His groan is pleasing. Planting her feet on the deck she raises her hips to meet his, warm flesh meeting and melding, grinding. Another moan, a long breath and a small shudder moves through her body. Her hands reach for his sides, holding onto him feeling droplets of cool water drip across her warm skin. Staring up at him she smiles and lightly scratches her nails along his sides as their bodies grind.
 
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