Manthony ✨

Kiss Me Again

~KISS ME AGAIN~

ATTENTION: This is FANFICTION and none of this is CONFIRMED. No hate to ANY of the Chase Atlantic members or their girlfriends, please! Enjoy <3

~Christian~

We sit at the beach on a blanket, staring at the soft ocean waves as we drink some cheap ass beer we bought at the liquor store,

"This is ass," Mitchel says and I laugh,

"Damn straight," I say and he pushes his bottle into the sand so it doesn't fall over and lays down, stretching out his arms over his head. My eyes scan the horizon of the ocean water, taking in the infinite black,

"Ever wonder how far you could swim out there?" I think out loud and he turns to me, those gray eyes sparking up my darker ones,

"Sometimes," he says and stares at the stars, "I wonder how many stars can make up the amount of how much I love you," he slips smoothly into the pickup line and I laugh,

"Nice one," I take another sip of my drink before I copy him, setting my drink down and laying beside him, stretching out,

"Sometimes I feel like I can just grab the stars right out of the sky," he whispers, reaching his arm up and making grabbing motions with his fingers. I love his child like energy. I prop myself up on my forearm, facing him,

"Come here," I say, leaning down and pressing my lips to his. I can taste the sweet of the beer mixed with the salt from the breeze of the ocean mist. The taste, the kiss, the way his hands tangle in my hair. It all makes sparks explode in my chest. I don't want to pull away for air because his mouth is all I need to survive, but I pull away anyway, gasping for air,

"Was that a good one?" He teases and I laugh,

"Like always," I say and a strong gust of wind brushes past us, my hair flying all over my face and I turn to face the water again,

"It's kinda hot out..." I mention and Mitchel sits up,

"Wanna go skinny dipping?" He asks and I glance at the water before turning to him and grinning,

"Why not?" I smile and pull off my shirt. He gets undressed as well until we're stark naked, running towards the salty water. My eyes follow his figure through the dark until he sinks under the water,

"Shit," I whisper, knowing he loves to tackle you from underwater. I move slowly back and farther in, "Mitchel," I call out in a teasing tone and when I get no answer, I get extra cautious of where my feet are moving. I feel something brush my ankle and give a yelp before realizing it's seaweed. How the hell would he see me anyway? It's pitch black out here besides the moon and stars and distant city lights,

"Boo," I hear quietly behind me, right in my ear. I whip around and throw my hand over my heart,

"Jesus," I exhale and he grins,

"Just me," he whispers before pressing his lips to mine and the salt of the ocean mixing with the alcohol in my mouth is making me drunker by the second along with the taste of him,

"Mitty," I say against his lips and I can feel him smile before he bites my bottom lip softly and jumps up, wrapping his legs around my hips in the water,

"Huh?" He asks, still teasingly as he plays with my hair, his body glistening with water,

"Can you kiss me again?" I ask and I can practically hear his smile when he says,

"There it is," and presses that mouth to mine, this time, deepening the kiss and stroking my bottom lip with his tongue before slipping it into my mouth. I moan softly and he sucks on my lip, then my tongue and I'm hard now, his kissing skills making me antsy. He seems to notice and the kiss ends,

"How about we head back and you go and bend me over?" He traces circles on my chest and Lord, is he driving me crazy. I pull him in for another kiss before saying,

"Well, let's hurry up," and I let him go, watching him sink under the water and pop up again, swimming to shore with me right on his heels.