Control The Uncontrollable // The Acolyte

48. Overstimulation

Butterflies had been storming inside your tummy the whole day from your sparring session. Over a long period of time, you had saved up so much pinned energy. It was good to finally get some relief. You looked out at the water, as you got undressed. You had spent the whole day with Qimir, talking, chatting, walking around. This was your first moment alone, and your mind was already wondering what he was doing.

The wind brushed against your naked body. This planet was not Norovegr, but in so many strange ways, it felt like home. At least more like home than Courscant. With your toes in the water, you already felt calmer. You understood why Qimir settled on this planet, this island. It was everything you could ever dream of. In the mist of your day dreaming, you suddenly felt arms around your waist, pulling you in.

"Hey, I told you I was gonna go for a swim," You laughed, immediately tried to hide your breasts with your arms.

You could sense Qimir smirking, as he grabbed your arms, intertwining them in his.

"I thought you might need assitance," He foolishly spoke.

You rolled your eyes at him, before you turned your head to the side, to see him better.

"Assitance?" You asked.

"Yeah, what if you drown?" he was being oblivious.

You lifted your eyebrows. He was being pathetic. You let go off his hands, and laid it on his chest. In a cheeky move, you pushed him away with the force. You turned around, and began walking into the water.

Qimir smirked as he watched you going out into the water. This moment reminded him of the first time the two of you truly connected. Your hips swung the same way, the weather was nicer, but Qimir felt just the same for you. He would never forget that day. His eyes looked down at the sand, where the two of you had sat months ago. It felt like yesterday when your finger tips caressed his back. That day made him feel like it was the beginning of a healing journey, if he could ever do such thing.

His eyes wandered back at you. You stood out in the water, looking out, as your fingertips touched the water. Knee heigh was the water, and he couldn't help but to adore your beautiful curves. Your beautiful behind was screaming to get touched. He got undressed, and walked out into the water. It was cold, but Qimir preferred it that way. He smiled when he watched your face turn around. Qimir more playfully than before, let his hands grab your bum, giving it a good squaze to your suprise.

"Hey, hey," You looked at him surprised, but with a big smile.

"What?" He asked playfully, acting like his hands weren't still attached to your bum.

"Ah, your going to act like nothing?" You lifted your eyebrows, not moving, clearly enoying his touch.

"I'm just here, enjoying the view?" He asked confused back, his eyes clearly hovering over at your breasts.

You turned around, impressed by how stupid this man sounded. His hands went around your waist. He didn't say anything, but his ridiculous smile said enough as his eyes finally moved up from your chest to your eyes. You laid your hands on his chest.

"You are ridiculous," Your sassy tone was back, the one Qimir had missed so badly.

He smirked as he looked out to the ocean. He lifted his shoulders. What could he say? He was a happy man. His shoulders fell down as he looked back at you.

"I can live with that, but..." Qimir was being smug.

"But what?" You asked.

"Your a really sour loser," ah, he wanted to get under your skin.