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jay doesnāt get vacations often. minus the fact that he manages to treat each and every day like itās his world and everyone is living in it - minus the fact that he basically does what he wants and lives each day like he makes his own rules. it is his world and everyone is just living in it. so his days are - vacations in the sense that he doesnāt like to be too stressed if he can help it. he likes that laid back characteristic of himself, and the fans eat up how he switches to perfectly placed perfectionism for his shows. itās really only worth stressing if itās to make them happy.Ā
just donāt tell them that.Ā
either way. he doesnāt get the real days off, where his phone isnāt ringing about impromptu sessions or sessions coming up or yadda yadda yadaa. heās usually busy, heās always busy really. if itās not practice itās a studio session, if itās not a studio session itās an interview, a company meeting, a photoshoot. he chose this life, he relished this life truly - but he doesnāt get a lot of time for vacations with new songs and albums and expectations.
nowadays though, with how well his last album did, with the records and the charting, the company has decided to grace him with the idea. a weekend away, as away as he can get being a star. jay had gobbled it up but he knew there was a catch to it - there always was one. do a couple shoots, intimate interviews and record some of it for fan content. heād agreed, on one condition.
see if jay was anything, he was shameless. utterly shameless. heād personally requested time off for another staff member - opting to pay for the work theyād miss. no one had batted an eye when heād mentioned it either, because they all knew, half of them were glad to let jayĀ āblow off steamā as theyād mentioned. because the truth was among all the promotions and the preparations, thereās only one person he wanted to whisk off to an island where no one could bother them.
the apple of his eye, the beat to his heart, his forever muse.
āhey beautiful, come here often?ā
sohee is a dream. she hadnāt made much of a fuss when heād given her the terms of their time away, adding that he didnāt need to pay for time off or anything. seeing as he had to strike a deal that sheād help dress him for content - and that part of it included work, he didnāt let her fight him on it too much. he was set, because heād use this time for them - time heās been trying to sneak between absent touches and quick kisses. they hadnāt had time together and heās sure everyone in the waiting room is tired of a grumpy jay who canāt spend time with his girlfriend how he wants.Ā
and thatās sohee, hair pulled up, face bare and rosy save for some lipstick she keeps teasing him with. sohee whoād sent him a myriad of emojis when heād said to meet him down by the jacuzzi. sheād been shy about some things but jay had picked a vacation spot too far out to be bothered, nation star or not, he had his ways. and his manager was - thorough when he needed to be. sohee - whose swimsuit is hidden by the t-shirt sheās thrown over it. sohee who looks more like sheās come to lure him into the water and make him a fool for her ten times over.
jay whistles like the menace he is as she gets closer to him.
āvacations look good on you babe.ā
sheās settled by the edge of the hot tub, toes peeking over the edge as she crouches by him. jay grins up at her, arms resting right where he can tip his head onto them and watch, admire. heās grinning like a fool and he knows it. sheās not helping, smiling, blushing like heās not like this all the time. flicking him with water each time his eyes wander.
āyou mean your t-shirt?ā
āmy t-shirt. the swimsuit. me. pick one.ā
heās almost positive theyād sent him here to let off more than just steam. because jay has never really known how to keep thoughts, words, impulses to himself. and itās taken quite the few scolds and smacks from staff to remind him, heās an idol and he has fans andĀ āgod you canāt just stare at her every time she comes aroundā andĀ ājesus jay just kiss her why donāt you - no we were kidding wait!ā, things like that.Ā
he takes a moment, to admire, nothing too different from usual. but he does anyway because he can, because this woman. this woman - despite all the confidence and damn swagger she carries when she steps in the room, this woman has the nerve to let her cheeks turn that little rosy color and flick him again when his fingers play with them bottom of his shirt.
ājay.ā
āitās gonna get wet anyway.ā
heās smug, heās so smug, and itās because heās antsy. the waterās perfect, itās hot and itās perfect because his bloodās burning, his fingers itch to move, to hold every part of her, in a way heās been aching to. so he scoots back into the water and when he comes closer, itās right before her, hands propped up onto the pavement so he can really see, really admire.
and place a few kisses where itās worth. on the tops of her knees, over he thighs and then to her chest, her chin, her lips.Ā
āyou gonna come in or do I need to drag you?ā
āyou wouldnāt if you donāt want me strangling you.ā
ādamn. promise?ā
ājay.ā
he grins, and he canāt stop grinning because sohee is just - so easily everything and the only thing he wants to think about. all the time, everytime. sheās all he wants to smell, to feel, to be beside and he didnāt think he could ever feel this consumed. and if sheās got him like this, itās only fair he do the same, return the favor. he lets his gaze fall until heās found his footing inside the water on a ledge. then he takes to coercing her, which is - pretty easy.
it starts with the kiss first, as all good things with her do. the kiss is gentle, playful because sheās giving him a glare and heās gotta get past that first. so he kisses her, keeps his hands to himself, right until the moment heās doing what gets a gasp and gets her melting. itās a little nipping and a little fighting but heās there, and when she gasps it deepens and heās sure sheās starting to feel as hot as the water. because as their mouths move, as he inches closer, his hand slips up the knee and over to her thighs. it smooths over the skin because jay is going to appreciate it first, going to grab and knead at it the way heās missed. but thatās what gets her to lean back, him leaning forward and her legs extending out over the water.
with one down the other follow suit. his hand hovers at the hip, thumbing right over her hipbone, where the shirtās rode up and his thumb is on a waistband - jay canāt help but grin into the kiss.
heās almost sure what color sheās wearing under his shirt, and heāll be damned if he doesnāt see it. as one hand grips her hip, playing with the fabric there in a way that has her panting - jay slips his other arm around to pull her in the water. sohee - and the woman that she is, holds onto him for life - and jay not risking curses thrown his way, doesnāt drag her or throw her in, he just pulls her in. he doesnāt stop the kiss, he doesnāt loosen the hold, he just tugs her close, and wades back into the water.
she lets it happen because sheās occupied and duh - that was the point. with his hold on her, he feels the shirt become heavier and he feels it bunch up to the surface before it starts to stick to her. he watches the white start to turn the red of the swimsuit underneath and he can hear the sound he makes in the kiss. for that reason only he stops to really take her in and let her get used to the water on her, get her footing and maybe catch her breath.
ātold you itād get wet anyway.ā
āyouāre the worst.ā
āhowās the water?ā
sheās standing full height now, and tying the loose parts of the shirt around her torso. jay swallows and lowers himself in the water, wading around and getting the full view of her. because sohee in an already hot jacuzzi, water still dripping from her hair as she ties it up, pretty scowl on her lips that are traces of red and traces of how much heād smeared around, well i donāt think anyone could blame him.Ā
āitās nice.ā
āstill wanna strangle me?ā
he expected the splash of water that comes his way.Ā
āthis is not the place for a water fight.ā
āyeah? then whatās the place for?ā
and that punctuates with another splash of water right into his face. jayās competitive - and sohee always challenging him is what gives him the motive to never drop that side of him. because thereās always a glint in her eye, always that playful challenge that implies she always knows what sheās doing and she knows the outcome she wants. god he loves that about her the most. or maybe itās the way his shirt hugs the sides of her hips when itās tight like that. or damn - maybe itās how her lips look after heās focused on them for minutes on end.
the next time she moves to splash him - he moves to stop her. and when he moves to stop her, she flies out the way. thereās not a crazy amount of room for her to escape him, so as he advances she circles around. sheās laughing and sheās looking as free and happy as he hoped sheād would when he suggested the vacation. jayās struck for a moment - with how much he knows he loves her and wants only her - itās the moment she uses to hold the hands grabbing for her and move him back to the wall of the jacuzzi.
dumbfounded, he pauses to center himself and look, really look at her.Ā
āi win.ā
āyeah? do what you want.ā
his chest heaves a bit, his skin burns from the changes in temperature each time he moved in and out. but itās nothing dramatic, itās even less about the jacuzzi and the heat in the room, than it is about just how he feels whenever heās with her. on fire? electric. sohee stares at him, her smile just as wide but sheās the same, eyes wide and playful, chest heaving from all the movement. jay gives her a look as he leans back. maybe itās how he feels his lids get heavy, feels his tongue swipe over his lips and his finger beckon her, he barely feels himself moving heās so lost in her and heās not sure what it is, but sheās moving forward to kiss him.
that much was obvious, that she was going for a kiss. but all of that - all of it leads to no surprise when his hand sneaks behind her waist. no surprise in her motions when she leans forward, moves her arms to allow him to untie the knot sheād made in the shirt to secure it. no whines or protests when his hands run up everything heās been aching to touch, to feel, before the shirt is slipped off of her and sheās slotted over his knee as the hairtie comes off as well.Ā
now sheās over him, hair falling over her face as she kisses him, as he holds her hips, as his hands travel around and to places that have her throwing her head back and holding onto him wherever she can. her hands stay on his face, on his chest, his shoulders, wherever she can keep herself up, where he can practically see the electricity course through her. but jayās got her, heās holding her steady, in place, however to keep her making the sounds she is as his lips find other places to draw them from that arenāt her lips. her neck, under her jaw, her shoulder, the little dip where the top of her swimsuit drives him crazy. he nips around tasting salt and bits of whatever lotion always makes her smell so good.
he canāt be bothered to care.
ājay...ā he almost doesnāt make out the call over the sound of the jacuzzi and the two of them, locked in each other.Ā
āhm?ā heās paused, his fingers aching to keep going, pads pressing into her sides. heās still on fire, in ways the jacuzzi canāt come close to, in ways that still have him pressing close, lips hovering over her ear, ready to give her anything.
āiāve decided - which one i like on me.ā her words are panted, theyāre heavy and theyāre slurred and they sound so sexy against his skin.
ā....what....ā jayās own head is fuzzy, consumed with thoughts of what he wants to do, what he needs to do and all heās been waiting for. he canāt really process what sheās talking about, just the fact that she always feels so perfect when sheās pressed against him, when she sounds as out of breath as she makes him feel. he can feel her form the words as the seconds go by.
āyou said your t-shirt....the swimsuit or you.ā
ābabe, youāre killing me...ā
that one. that one word, with soheeās own hands gripping, traveling lower and jayās out of the jacuzzi, her in his arms faster than she can make a clarification. sheās giggling before he can even get them to the room.