Waves

Chapter 8

Sighing, Keith threw his legs into the cool water. Blue LED lights illuminated, lighting up the water neon blue, a stark constant to the pitch black sky beyond.

"What? Not getting in?" Came a lilting tease as the brunette took his place beside Keith on the pool's edge. Keith scoffed at the other's remark, "You realise we don't have any swimmers right?". Lance turned to Keith, staring him dead in the eyes. Keith raised an eyebrow. Lance grinned, "I know."

He stood, leaving a gaping Keith to stare helplessly as Lance removed his shirt, revealing miles and miles of tanned skin. His slim build and broad shoulders were lovingly kissed with freckles. Keith stared, unable to tear his lustful gaze away. Lance turned to him, flashing a cheeky grin as he tucked a thumb under his waistband. In one swift motion, he removed all clothing, leaving Keith one good glance at his perky ass before he jumped into the pool, drenching Keith in the process. The cold water snapped Keith out of his thoughts. "What the fuck Lance?". He merely threw back his head laughing.

"Come onnn the waters sooo nice"

Keith shot him an unimpressed look.

"Gosh stop acting like you have a stick up your ass and get in"

I'd like to stick something up your a-

"Fine, whatever, but turn around, not all of us like flaunting our dicks in front of strangers"

Lance let out a few childish giggles, obviously still tipsy, before he turned.

Keith's fingers caught the fabric of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. He wasn't a stranger to attention, he was well aware of his physique, but something about the way he knew Lance was attempting to catch glimpses over his shoulder lit up a spark in his soul. A giddy feeling, euphoric and left him breathless under the other's timid gaze.

He turned around to see Lance sheepishly peering over the water's surface. Fuck it. He shot the brunette a devilish grin before hooking his thumb under his waistband, slowly dragging his shorts and underwear over his hips, to his v-lines to reveal...

Lance flushed, face igniting in pink as a blush spread across his face. He quickly dropped his eyes, looking anywhere Keith wasn't. Keith chuckled, amused at the uncharacteristic display of shyness.

"What? You can dish it out but can't take it?"

Lance spluttered, "Of course, I can take it!" Before his face erupted into varying shades of red.

Keith doubled over with laughter, clutching his stomach as tears fell down his face.

Lance groaned, his face buried between his hands. "Shut up".

Still snickering Keith lowered himself into the cool water, his remaining laughter drowned out as cold water splashed against his face. "Hey!", he turned to face the culprit.

"Oh it is on"

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