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The summer sun hung in the sky, casting a golden glow over the horizon as you and Felix arrived at your beachfront hotel room early in the morning. The sound of waves crashing against the shore was soothing, and the salty breeze carried the promise of a perfect getaway.
But as soon as the door clicked shut behind you, Felix's thoughts clearly weren't on the picturesque view.
He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close from behind as you set your bag down. "So," he murmured, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine, "should we break in this bed first?" His lips trailed along your neck, and you could feel his grin against your skin.
You laughed, swatting at his hands lightly as they began to wander. "Felix, we just got here! Don't you want to see the beach first?"
He groaned dramatically, resting his chin on your shoulder. "The beach isn't going anywhere. The bed, though... it's right here, baby."
You turned to face him, placing your hands on his chest. His dark eyes gleamed with mischief, and his freckled cheeks carried a faint blush. "You're ridiculous," you said, rolling your eyes playfully. "Come on, Lix. It's warm outside, and I really want to dip my toes in the ocean."
Felix sighed heavily, as if you were asking him to move a mountain. But when he saw the excitement in your eyes, his resolve softened. He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Alright, let's go to the beach. But just know, all I'm going to be thinking about is what we could be doing right now."
You grinned triumphantly and grabbed his hand, tugging him toward the door. "The sooner we go, the sooner we can come back."
***
The beach was stunning. The sun was hot, and the water sparkled like a thousand tiny diamonds. You found the perfect spot to lay out your towels, close enough to the water to hear the waves but far enough to stay dry.
Felix spread out his towel beside yours, but his attention was clearly not on the scenery. The moment you took off your sundress, revealing the bikini you'd chosen for today, he froze.
His jaw went slack as his eyes drank you in. "Wow," he muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible.
You shot him a knowing look, tossing your dress onto the towel. "Like what you see?" you teased.
Felix coughed, his cheeks flushing as he hastily grabbed his towel and placed it over his lap. "You're not playing fair," he grumbled, shifting awkwardly as he tried to adjust himself discreetly.
You laughed, lying down on your towel and stretching out in the sun. "Relax, Lix. It's just a bikini."
"It's not just anything," he muttered, his gaze darting between the ocean and you. The sight of your sun-kissed skin, the curve of your body, the way your bikini hugged you perfectly—it was driving him insane.
