Ice, ice baby | Fabian & Wallis
You’d think you’d ever grow used to the overwhelming heat the charming small town had to offer every year at this time of the year, but apparently she was wrong. Wallis felt like she was slowly being tortured to death, a very slow and excruciating death at that, and comforted herself with sweet fruit and a compatible wine to make the day liveable. Summer had finally come knocking on Wester’s door and this time with a loud bang. Yes, Wallis’ favourite time of the year was winter, but she had to admit she had been looking forward to this almost as much as she had for Christmas. She absolutely adored the summer vacation, what was there not to love about it? People kept taking more and more clothes off both for better and for worse, she could eat as much ice cream she wanted without people looking too weirdly at her and she absolutely adored playing around in the ocean with her friends.
She lazily propped up from her blanket, her dark coloured eyes scanning the familiar area for a familiar face. To her pleasant surprise she spotted something way better than a familiar face but an ice cream truck. It was quick to catch her attention as all the kids headed straight to it. She got up, didn’t bother covering herself more up than with what she already was wearing, a turquoise bikini, and headed towards the ice cream truck with the sun bathing her neck on her way over. As she got closer to the truck she spotted a face she was not expecting to see, Fabian. She hadn’t really seen much off him lately of course they’d met up once in a while but that was mainly for sex, which was always a pleasure. She wondered if this meeting would turn to the same ending as all their others meeting or not. There was no doubt in her mind which outcome Wallis was rooting for.
She approached the truck with a small chuckle as all the other kids seemed to have run back to their parents sunbathing on the beach. “Surprise me” she teased. By now every time she saw Fabian she knew she would get a sweet taste of her tattooed pretty boy, but this time they hadn’t arranged meeting beforehand; it made this even more exciting. She licked her bottom lip quickly followed by biting down in an inviting smile. “So, how are you?” she chatted cheerfully, as her body was entirely fixated on him, it was as though she could literally hear her pulse rising just by the thought of having him. She had missed him.
He’d seen her approach the truck from a far. He’d been scooping up a load of mint choc chip for this kid who’d specifically asked for three scoops, not two and with Fabian being more interested in the girl with the blue bikini top and curly hair he’d of course given him about four instead. So he shoved his scooper back in and threw out some of it, handing the cone over to the obnoxious brat who just grunted as a response. He wanted to shove the ice down his throat instead but kept his anger on a leash. Would be nice to be able to keep a job for longer than a day or two for once.
Seeing his work was in an ice cream truck and Wallis was well, Wallis, he need he wouldn’t have to really say anything to get her to come over. She was head over heels for ice cream and well, Fabian knew of ways to make ice cream fun in other ways than just eating it so he didn’t really mind.
When she eventually stood in front of him he let his eyes wander, drag across her shoulders and did a once-over before actually meeting her eyes. It wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before but he never really got tired of looking at Wallis’s body. It was gorgeous, simply. “Hey. I’m not too surprised at seeing you here, honestly,” he grinned, biting off the last piece of his ice cream and let the cool substance melt on his tongue before speaking. “One surprise coming up, lady.”
He did a 180, leaning up to grab a cone from the shelf above his head. While sorting out what kind of flavors would be the best to serve the fiery girl who, honestly, was the only one Fabian actually bothered to meet up with other than at parties. He liked her company, too. The whole amazing sex part was just a welcomed bonus. “I’m splendid, aren’t I? Got myself this fancy job and all,” he snickered sarcastically, finally deciding that a fruity sorbet would be a good choice. “The last one who ran this got himself arrested for tricking children into something completely different than ice cream, if you get my drift,” he shrugged, grimacing at the thought as he turned back to face her. “No wonder I got it this easily. I’m at least an upgrade of sorts from that old bag of dicks.”
He placed the ice cream in front of her, jabbing a spoon in it before pushing it in her direction, smirking mischievously. “Can’t smoke in here, though. Downside. But, at least I got you here.” And he leaned over the counter, resting on his elbows crossed beneath him. “You look great in that bikini. Should wear it all the time, Wallis.”
