Who We Are (A Zodiac Story)

POV: Aquarius (Part 3)

The afternoon sun filtered through the dense canopy of towering pines surrounding the secluded cabin. The group that was headed to the lake gathering, our bodies adorned in an array of vibrant swimwear, waited patiently for Taurus to join us as he was notably absent.

Sagittarius and Pisces lingered with us, their gazes fixed on the entryway, anticipating the arrival of the others who were supposed to participate in the marshmallow roasting activity.

Aries emerged from the cabin, shielding his eyes against the glare of the sun with one hand as his gaze swept across the group. "Where's Taurus?" he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of impatience.

Sagittarius, lounging lazily on the porch steps, shrugged nonchalantly, "He said he changed his mind, wants to sleep instead," he informed Aries, his tone laced with a subtle amusement.

"Libra didn't want to come?" I asked, the question causing everyone to turn and look at me, their expressions a mixture of surprise and mild confusion.

"Nope, just asked her," Aries replied, handing the half-empty bag of marshmallows to Sagittarius.

Scorpio, his dark eyes gleaming with curiosity, raised a questioning eyebrow. "And what about Cancer? Where is she?"

Virgo, her arms crossed defensively over her chest, let out a frustrated sigh. "She said she didn't feel welcome, so she didn't want to go."

"Whatever, let's bounce!" Leo interjected enthusiastically, taking Virgo's hand, and leading the way toward the shimmering lake in the distance. We fell in line behind the couple, leaving behind Sagittarius, Pisces, and Aries, who were likely already starting their campfire, the crackle of the flames and the murmur of their voices fading into the background.

As we reached the tranquil lakeside, the scene sprang to life with the infectious energy of the group. Gemini wasted no time, setting down the boombox she had brought and cranking up the volume. An upbeat, rhythmic tune soon drowned out the gentle sounds of nature, filling the air with a pulsing, sensual beat.

Virgo's eyes lit up as Gemini called her over, and soon the two friends were dancing together, their bodies swaying sensuously to the music. Leo, a mischievous grin on his face, watched from the sidelines, a bottle in his hand as he took occasional swigs of his liquor.

Scorpio couldn't resist the temptation of the cool, refreshing waters. He dove in gracefully, his muscular limbs cutting through the surface in a stunning display of aquatic prowess. When he emerged, water glistening on his toned, sculpted form, his eyes found mine instantly.

Without a word, he began swimming towards me, his movements fluid and powerful. I grabbed my own bottle of liquor and joined him at the water's edge, placing my feet into the water. As he reached me, Scorpio used my thighs to prop himself up on his elbows, resting his chin atop them and gazing at me with an intensity that sent tingles of anticipation down my spine.

"You look so good right now," he murmured, the sound of his voice caressing my senses. His eyes roamed hungrily over my body, and I couldn't help but smirk coyly in response.

"Yeah?" I hummed, taking a long sip from my bottle, my eyes never leaving his.

Scorpio's lips parted, his tongue darting out to wet them as he gazed at me with unbridled desire. "Fuck, yeah," he muttered, his deep, sexy voice making him more irresistible.

I let out a giggle, leaning forward and cupping his face in my hands as I pressed my lips against his in a searing, passionate kiss.

"Come in here with me," he murmured as we parted, his fingers caressing the back of my hand, silently pleading.

"Later," I promised, placing a gentle, teasing kiss on his forehead. I offered him a sip of my drink, which he eagerly accepted as I brought my bottle to his lips, allowing him to take a long, indulgent sip. As he drank, I watched the muscles in his throat work and when he was done, I tenderly wiped the corner of his mouth with my thumb. I then leaned in and captured his lips in another deep, lingering kiss. This one was even more ardent than the last, as I savored the taste of the alcohol on his lips.