Communication| b.x.b. X/CB

Flirting #1

Y'all ain't gone like this🙈
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June 17, 1968

I stood by drooling in astonishment, looking like a damn fool. He was beautiful. The way the water dropped off of his body as if he were controlling it. The way the steam made his shoulder length blonde hair wet. He was truly mesmerizing. I have no idea who this fellow is, but I'd take the chance to find out.

Currently, I was vacationing with my grandmother and sister in Virginia at some fancy resort. We mainly came here for the hot spring that I was currently enjoying with this intriguing stranger. However it got too late for my grandmother, so my sister went to the room with her.

I hadn't broken my gaze from him yet. Why was he so damn beautiful? I've never in my life seen someone so attractive apart from Jahseh. But this guy? He was on an entirely different level. He looked like the type of person who was born to be famous because of their dashing good looks. He was exactly what people craved these days. Dirty Blonde, silky hair that reached his shoulders; bright blue eyes that could make anyone swoon. His physique is what probably made him fall short of being the boy a girls dreams. He was slim and average height. If you were looking at him from behind, you could easily mistake him for a woman.

"Enjoying the view?" He questions with a thick accent of some sort, possibly Italian. I looked around in embarrassment. He had caught me staring after all.

Soon enough, the sound of water moving made my eyes snap back to him. He was now standing in front of me with absolutely no clothes on. How hadn't I noticed that he was naked before?!

"Dude, you don't have on any clothes!" I say as I try my best to look away.

"Surprise you didn't notice as hard as you were staring. My name is Rafaelle Alessandro Milanisi. You could call me Rafa if you'd like. And you are?" He introduces with his hand held out waiting for me to shake it. I was correct, he is Italian. I politely shake his hand. If it wasn't steamy in here he'd be able to notice that my palms are sweaty.

"Christopher, But you can just call me Chris. "

"Hm, no. I don't like that name, it's so boring. Do you have a middle name?" Rafa asks. Did he really just call my name boring?

"Maurice. "I answer. Rafa smiles big and scoots closer to me.

"That's more I like it. Maurice sounds a lot more exquisite, spicy, and sexy. It's perfect for you. "He says seductively, taking his hand and resting it upon my thigh. He looks surprised and makes a face.

"Who wears clothes to a hot spring? That makes no sense. You're supposed to come as bare as the day you were born. "

"That's illegal. You do know that you're in the United States right?"

He shrugs as if he could care less. "It's still stupid. The body is meant to be shown off and is nothing that should be hidden. We were all born bare anyway. Don't you agree?"

I nod and smile. I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying. Not with him so close to me.

"Good, so take off you're swimming trunks. "

"What!" I nearly shout. He rolls his eye and tugs at my shorts until they come off, smiling once he achieved it.

"There. Better now?" He asks. This was better. It felt a slight bit more relaxing. Still weird to me, but it felt amazing.

"I'm sorry for staring at you so rudely earlier. I couldn't help myself. " I admit. Rafaelle smiles and welcomes himself to straddle my lap and lay his head on my shoulder, gazing up at me with his big blue eyes. I'd be lying if I said it bothered me because it didn't. What bothered me is when he moved and swam backwards from me.  The way he moved was so eye catching. He moved like that of a woman; so graceful and seductive.