You have a fear of heights, and Marie thought it'd be fun to jump off a cliff into water.
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"Come on . . ."
Marie groaned, reaching out to grab your arm. With your eyes closed, you rapidly shake your head. Your toes curl into the pebble/sand mixture.
"Y/N—"
"You know heights freak me out," you finally open your e/c eyes and meet her adventurous green ones, "why would you take me to a cliff, you adrenaline junky?"
"There's water below us. I've jumped off here a thousand times."
"What's in it for me? A heart transplant?"
The smirk on her lips and the way her eyes travelled down the length of your body goes completely ignored by you as you stare out pass the cliff and to the crystal blue body of water.
When she didn't answer, you finally flicked your eyes to her. She had gotten closer to you and your entire body goes weak. You forget where you were the moment her lips meet yours.
The heat of the summer sun is nothing compared to the way Marie makes you feel, especially when her lips are on yours and your body's are smashed together.
Sneakily, she had turned you guys around and started backing you up. The ground suddenly disappears beneath your feet and you're screaming Marie's name at the top of your lungs.
Warm water consumes the both of you, and you're soon coming up for air, giving Marie an annoyed and betrayed look, "Seriously?! I'm gonna kill you, Marie!"
Her hysterical laughter annoys you even more as you wade the water a few feet away from her.
"That was not funny," you start swimming for the shore.
"You should've seen your face," Marie said once your feet finally touch the sand of the ocean floor.
Arms wrap themselves around you, causing you to stop. Your arms fold themselves over your chest, "You're not getting out of this one that easily."
She hums mischievously. Pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder, you ignore the pulsing of your heart and the beating between your legs. Marie continues to place kisses closer to your neck, until she reaches the sweet spot in the crease of your neck where it meets your shoulders. "You sure about that?" she asked lowly, her lips brushing against your skin.
You close your eyes, releasing a long and drawn out groan. "Shut it, Avgeropoulos . . ."
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