This rockstar life

3.6 Hot in the city

Content: smut alluded to but nothing graphic

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"Oh hey, there you are!"

Alice, visible even at this time of night in the twenty-four-hour London glow, waves from the sun lounger.

"I woke up and you weren't there. I thought you'd evaporated."

"I was too hot to sleep; I thought it might be cooler up here. Which it is, slightly."

"I only found you because I went up to check in your study and saw the staircase door ajar." He flops down on the lounger next to her and taps her foot with his. "I win. You're it." He closes his eyes.

Alice watches him for a few seconds then deadpans, "Found you."

Steve smiles, eyes still closed, "Aw, I thought shutting my eyes made me invisible. Your turn."

"Can you just imagine that I'm hiding?"

"I'm too busy imagining we have air conditioning."

Alice concentrates... "Nope, not working. I'm gonna imagine we're on holiday somewhere tropical instead."

"Mmm, Antigua. One of those beach bungalows."

"A slowly rotating ceiling fan... diaphanous curtains blowing in the breeze..."

"The sea crashing on the rocks..."

Steve is suddenly aware, from the heat radiating from her, that Alice is hovering over him. She kisses the corner of his mouth, the angle of his jaw, the side of his neck...

"Oh don't, I'm all sweaty," he protests, but without much conviction.

"I like it." She licks his collarbone, "Salty."

She carries on, trailing kisses down his chest and stomach. With the next caress, she has parted his robe and presses her lips just under his navel, and then... lower... little flicks of her tongue...

His eyes ping open. "Jesus!" In a frantic whisper, "You can't do that out here!"

"I can't?" She looks up at him with an exaggerated pout.

"People can see us!"

"It's three o'clock in the morning, who's looking? Besides, isn't shameless debauchery part of the rockstar job description?"

"Mmm... good point."

Alice starts to lower her head again, holding his gaze with a questioning look, waiting to see if he will stop her. But Steve's sense of propriety gives up entirely and he lets his head fall back, gazing at the stars above them.