THE PEACHES

“11/10. this is the real deal right here! i absolutely love this. i’d like to say i only let a few special people corrupt me but... that would be a lie.”

“ah, yes! 9/10! i’d rather have your attention between my legs, but i love this! and i also love to do this with the girls i sleep with. it’s just very nice. i can’t even explain it!” 

“i would have to go with 2/10. have you met me? i radiate too much baby energy to be called this way, unfortunately. maybe when i’m older and wise and can actually make a decision on my own... but you can call me mom friend! that’s not the same, but it’s better than nothing, right?”  

“if i’m being dirty talked to, it’s a solid 8/10. i just love it, it really adds to the experience. it’s even better when all those dirty works are whispered super softly in my ear. don’t ask me to talk dirty to anyone, i’ll just fail miserably.” 

“a good 6/10. i do appreciate some light choking, but i’m not sure i would trust anyone enough to really go at it. some gentle pressure feels good, though!” 

“i don’t know, maybe... a 3/10? i’ve never had the occasion to try. to be honest, i don’t even know if a whole hand would, you know, fit in there.” 

Melkor would have been content with the incredible tease in most situations, but he didn’t feel ready to let it end or let her go. As she got one foot up on the landing, Melkor was near enough behind her to reach up and grab the hem of her skirt. “Stop,” he instructed, tugging her skirt a little and lifting it up at the back. “You like being looked at?” He asked, holding her dress up with both hands now, exposing her entire backside shamelessly to the stairwell. 

Melkor had been on his way to his room, and had chosen the stairs as almost always. Sharing elevators with other people was a nightmare, so he’d gotten good at conquering staircases. There’d often be no one there, but not tonight. 

He looked up at the woman climbing the stairs and recognized her as the girl who’d shown him her sexy selfie by the pool. His eyes couldn’t stay on her face for long though, as the swish of her dress around her thighs drew his attention to the perfect round ass exposed to him below her. He tried (albeit weakly) to look away and leave her be, but as she rounded the stairs until she was passing directly over him, he got a flash of what looked like Nikki in a short skirt, very much not wearing panties. His stomach flipped at the sudden kick of arousal, and he took a few steps to keep up with her, trying to stay under her as she climbed the stairs. 

her heart started racing. she might have initiated dthe cat and mouse game, but she frankly did not expect him to play. she was hoping he would, though. it would have been embarrassing and disappointing if he did not. nikki picked up the pace, just a little bit, making sure thhe distance between them offered him the best view. her hands went to grab the hem of her dress, lifting it up ever so slightly to expose more of her skin. her tongue caressed her lips when she looked down at the man once again. her hand was sliding over the handrail, she finally reached the landing.

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Melkor was grateful for the outward invitation to take the open seat. He nodded his thanks, and dropped into the chair a little rigidly, having not really intended on talking to anyone. But then there was a phone in his face, and Melkor barely registered the question asked of him as he looked at the photo on the screen. There was so much exposed flesh that he didn’t know where to look, and he needed to see every pixel. 

There was a bit of glare from the sun preventing him from seeing it as clearly as he wanted to, so he leaned over it a bit more to block the light. He became aware that he was looking way too hard for way too long, and forced his eyes away from the photographic display of flesh. She’d asked a question, and he still had to answer. 

But what was the right answer? He didn’t want to say anything weird. 

“Yes. It looks fine,” he said simply. 

her eyes widened as he took a strangely long among of time to answer. it was bold of her to have asked that to a straight up stranger and maybe he was not the talkative type, or, worse, maybe he disliked selfies and she forced one on him. this could go downhill really fast, and it would be such a shame. a waste, to be more exact. 

“thank you! short and sweet, i like that.” it was not entirely a lie, since it came from the most talkative person around, but she could appreciate the straightforwardness. it was not like she could resist not having his blue eyes stare at her, so she was already flattered by the thought he put into his verdict. those eyes, it had to be the first thing she noticed as she studied his reaction. “you’ll have me work on my thirst trap game! i’m up for the challenge.” 

since she’d spent a lot of time indoors the past few days, breeze knew she needed to get some vitamin D and also get a little bit of a tan. she was naturally pale due to her father’s genes – how unfortunate. 

cruising for a spot to land, breeze spotted veronica and started making her way over. they’d only talked a few times after yoga class so she hoped she wasn’t intruding on her space. apparently not, as when she arrived, veronica announced the seat wasn’t taken. sitting her belongings next to the chair and laying out her towel, breeze was asked a question about a photo and went to judge.

“i’m enjoying the all black ensemble you got going there,” she offered. “maybe take off the sunglasses unless you’re wanting to keep an air of mystery about you. you do have pretty eyes, but i could be biased since we have almost the same color.” 

“i thought mysterious people were hot so i want to put all the odds in my favor.” the more she stared at the photo, the more she agreed. the big sunglasses were great for her retinas, but they were a bit obnoxious on camera. “i am returning the compliment! but again, i might just be biased too!” it did not help that nikki considered almost everyone to be attractive and beautiful. it was just in her nature, she figured, but there was something special about breeze. “i’ll keep that in mind for my next photo. it’s not everyday that i get to have a personal creative director!” she chuckled adorably as she set her phone down. “so, are you enjoying yourself here? i mean, outside of the yoga classes, obviously!” 

The change in the weather had come out of nowhere. The sky darkening as hotel guests lazed by the pool sipping colourful cocktails and soaking up the last of the disappearing sun’s rays. As the rain began to fall squeals of shock filled the air. A blur of swimwear and lithe, bare limbs passed Lincoln by as he snuck into a doorway to wait out the storm sure it would be over in a few minutes. 

It soon became clear however that the rain was here to stay and at the sight of an umbrella approaching Lincoln prepared to charm his way back to the hotel without getting completely drenched. Seizing his chance he ducked under the umbrella as it passed, a tiny smile dancing on his lips as he came face to face with its owner. “You obviously came better prepared than me. You don’t mind sharing do you? It’s just it takes a lot of time and effort to get my hair this perfect in the mornings and I wouldn’t want to ruin it” he joked with a smirk.

this voice, his voice. it had resonated at the back of her head, against the walls of her home, in her phone with all the cute videos she saved... it was everywhere. it was her favorite sound in the entire universe. it was tattooed to her memory like the little doodles she had scattered on her skin. she wanted to laugh at the comment about his hair. he was so peculiar with his hair style, no matter how many times she told him he was the most beautiful human on this planet, whether his hair was messy or neatly arranged. instead, she froze. she squeezed the handle of the umbrella so hard her knuckles were turning white, her hand and wrist cramping. her body did not respond to her impulse of just jumping in his arms, of tasting his lips once again, of begging him to forgive her, of reassuring him she wanted to fix the broken pieces. 

the truth was, she knew he was at the hotel. she had seen him a few times, at the buffet, in the hallways, walking out of the elevator... every time, she found herself in the same conflict. she wanted, she craved, to be with him again, even just to breathe the same air as him. at the same time, she felt like it was just wrong. she did not want him to think she was erasing the distance between them just because they were in this strange hotel. despite the entire purpose of this place, there was too much history between them. she could not ignore all of it just to be reunited with him, skin to skin, again. 

veronica did not know how much longer this game of hide and seek between the two of them would last. she stood there, immobile, among the crowd of other residents running for cover inside of the hotel, holding on that umbrella for dear life. maybe he had not even seen her at all, maybe he had moved on, maybe he did not want to talk to her again. she was left with so many questions, but so little words fell out of her mouth

“of course i want to share with you, linc.” 

”i was wondering how long it would take you to notice me,” lucia smiled as she sat down on the beach chair next to veronica. she had planned on coming down to the pool for a swim but she saw veronica and couldn’t resist coming over. the blonde lifted her sunglasses onto her head before glancing down at the girls photo. “you look hot,” she smirked before lowering her glasses once more and leaning back in the beach chair. “personally, i still think you have slightly too much on though,”

“if i had not been too focused on my phone, i would have seen you from miles away.” she added a playful wink to her words. it was not too far from the truth. lucia looked absolutely gorgeous, she could catch everyone’s attention ig she wanted to. she beamed from ear to ear at her reaction to the photo. “i like the way you think.” nikki set her phone down on the small table where her glass of iced lemon water heated up under the sun. she raised an eyebrow and hesitated for a little while, until sat up and unhooked her bandeau bikini top. she leaned back again as she took the top off, tossing it on the floor next to her belongings. “is it slightly better now?”