Can't Afford To Lose Another Second With You (Scömìche)

Perfect

We agreed on celebrating the event and as I was desperately trying to think of something special to do for the occasion, Scott came up with the idea to use the hot tub again. 

"It's warm outside, besides, the water's hot," he said, trying to convince me. He didn't need to convince me - I had already silently agreed the second he'd said it. Maybe I was trying to tease him a bit. 

"Sure, we can go." I said and stood up, taking his hand and leading him to the backyard where the hot tub was situated. I started taking off my shirt, then continuing with my pants, all while secretly observing Scott. Goodness, his abs. Him being in the football team definitely payed off, even if he hated his team. He loved football, plus it made him muscly which again was a perk for me. I liked to look at him, fight me. 

I knew that Scott was aware of the fact that I was watching him, but that didn't stop me. He was naked now, and I was still tugging at the waistband of my trunks because I had been just a little distracted. He came up to me and I held my breath, heart beating fast. He smirked.

"Need help?"

His hands lay on my waist and he pulled me closer, kissing me longingly on my lips. He ran his fingers down to my ass, picking me up and making me melt into the kiss. I threw my arms around him, kissing back until-

"You. Are. An. Idiot!" I screamed but couldn't suppress my laughter anymore. This dick. He laughed shamelessly and got into the water as well. What an asshole. I splashed him in revenge, laughing. "You ruined my underwear!" I grabbed the waistband and took it off, throwing it to the patio. Scott grinned at me. 

"What?"

"I like that better." He gestured to me, his eyes staying suspiciously long on my lower body.

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Oh, shut up. You literally look like a God."

He chuckled and came up to me, putting his hands on my lower back and looking into my eyes. 

"Boyfriend." He smiled and I looked down, flustered, probably blushing like crazy. I shook my head, still not believing this was actually true - Scott was my boyfriend. And I was his. He was mine. I smiled to myself, things, ideas coming to my mind of things we could do now. Even though we'd been quite close to being a couple, the boyfriend upgrade brought some more perks with it. I could now devote myself completely, sure that he felt the same way and not having to worry about that anymore.

My thoughts were interrupted by a kiss. I kissed back immediately, smiling when Scott hesitantly ran his tongue across my bottom lip. I opened my mouth slightly, giving him access and meeting his tongue with mine. The sensation was so weird that I couldn't help but chuckle into the kiss, making Scott smile as he nibbled on my lower lip. 

"What?" Scott asked when we parted, still smiling. I shook my head, an inevitable blush creeping on my cheeks.

"Nothing- It was just... Special." And our very first proper French kiss, but that's kind of weird to say out loud. 

"Kissing you is always special," Scott countered, making me blush even more. I slapped his shoulder playfully. 

"Stop it, you're too sweet."

He lifted my chin with his fingers, pecking me again. "And you're too perfect."