Harringrove prompts

Summer lovin'

"Hurry, this way." Steve was pulled into a darkened place. Looked to be a pool closet.

And soon enough the blondes hands were on his hips pulling them closer together.
"This." Steve said between kisses as their hands roamed.
"Is so." The midday sweat was sooner and sooner getting hotter by the minute. But not by the sun.
"Dumb."
He soon enough exhaled into the kiss. His hands coming around the others jaw.

'The Other' in question was Sweet Lake Country Clubs pool boy slash, head swim coach. Billy Hargrove. Tanned skin, blonde curly hair and ocean blue eyes you could swim in.
And built like a Greek god....
At least-Steve thought so.

Steve, the boy getting peppered by kisses and loved on by the other boy. Was silver spooned, Hawkins sweetheart. From a small town in Indiana, he seemed to be the hot dish on gossip.
The Harrington's were rich, he was handsome and seemingly perfect. and the town was obsessed with them. At least, most of the town.

Steve, coming from an Italian family. Had an accent. Which made girls and boys alike swoon over him to just hear him speak.
Billy was no different.

As soon as the young Harrington ordered a Mint Julep. Billy was hooked.

He was teaching a lesson at the time. Middle age women, wanting to swim but without the hassle.

And he heard him. Steve. Order from a server.
"Scusi?"
The server quickly walked over. In the same white shorts and light blue polo all the staff had to wear.
"Could I get a-uh. Mint julep please?"
And Oh.
The way that boy rolled his R's and accentuated his O's.
Billy could feel his face heating up.

He watched the boy from a distance through his lesson.
He was pale. The kind of pale that doesn't tan, but burns.
He had round beautiful brown eyes. He caught a glance at them once before they were hidden behind some black shades.
He saw him smile, taking his mint julep from the staff member.
Billy smiled even more when the boy's elbow sent said mint julep down into his lap. Following after was a string of words.
Curses. Probably.
But those curses were in Italian. And any rolled word coming from this boy was beautiful.

Billy had just a few more minutes before his lesson was done. But the boy had mint julep on his pants now.
Therefore, a reason to talk to him.

So he ended the lesson early. Telling the ladies they did an excellent job and to keep up the good work, miss O'Hara.

Then as inconspicuously as he could, he swam his way over to the brunette boy.
"Quite a spill there bud."

Steve looked up from his waistband, a now julep soaked towel in his hand.
"What?"

Billy grinned placing his elbows against the pool edge and pulling his sunglasses up to his hairline.
The warm sun beat down on them hard. He knew his scalp would most likely be burnt by tomorrow, but talking to a cute bilingual boy was worth it.

"Your mint julep went everywhere." He eyes him up and down and smirked.
"If you don't clean it up properly you're going to be all sticky."

Billy was smooth. He knew he was. That was a damn good way to get someone all hot. But the boy just laughed. As if Billy hadn't just tried to win him over with sexual innuendos.

"Easy there Tiger." Steve laughed, placing his towel a little glass table beside him.
He shifted out of his pool chair and made his way over to the blonde boy.
Billy liked Tiger. He liked that a lot.
"Tiger huh?" He grinned, licking across his teeth as Steve sat down next to him putting his feet in the water.
His nose scrunched and his shoulders visibly raised.
"Ugh, gag me with a spoon."

'There's that rich kid attitude.' Billy thought, failing at fighting a smile.

"Gladly." Billy bit down on his bottom lip and gazed up at the boy.
The other boy rolled his eyes, smiling to himself. Leaning backwards on his hands he kicked around the pool water.
"I don't even know your name...." Steve smirked, lifting his nose high in the air. A pompous way to say 'I'm better than you' without even saying it.
But he smirked and looked down at the boy.
"Or should I just call you Tiger."

Billy licked his lips, noticing how the boys brown eyes followed his tongue.
"Please do."
He grinned. He felt light headed and kind of high. But he hasn't smoked in nearly a week.

"Alright Tiger." Steve smiled. Bringing up the courage to trace a small circle on the back of the tanned boys hand.
"Meet me behind the pool shed in ten and you might just know my name."
.....
Ten minutes later Billy made his way to the pool shed. Still in his swimming shorts and a quickly pulled over 'Everlast' cropped shirt.

Steve was standing there. His towel throwed over his shoulders, still in his julep covered shorts.

"So do I get to know your name or should I just call you Mint Julep boy."
Steve snorted, his head falling back against the shed.
"God. No. Anything but that."
Billy smirked walking up to the boy.
"Anything?" He placed his hands besides the boys sides, leaning forward enough to show his interest.
"Well, I have to approve it."

Billy clicked his tongue. And in a teasing light voice he said.
"No,no Bambi. You said anything."

Steve cracked a smile and arched his brow, placing his hands gingerly above the boys elbows.
"Bambi?"
Billy shrugged and pulled his hands to Steve's hips.
He gazed into his eyes. Transfixed in them fur a few moments.
"You've got such round brown Bambi eyes."
Their breath mixed and Steve slid his hands up to the Billy's crop top neckline. His fingers pulled and rubbed against the collar, making their way to Billy's curls near his neck.

"Not good enough. Keep going."

But he couldn't keep going. Talking would mean ruining this.
Eyes have lidded and waiting for a response from Steve. The slight tug on his hair was all he needed to surge forward and pull them both closer to the wall.
Steve followed suit. Nipping and sucking on Billy's bottom lip.
Billy grinned into the kiss. Dragging his hands up the boys sides and back.
Steve pulled away only to move his lips down Billy's neck. Kidding and sucking down it. He bit lightly on the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Billy was feeling that high again as Steve gripped his sides and traveled up to his ribs while he kissed up his neck.

He broke away to look at the blonde boy.
"Steve."
Billy stopped what he was doing. Which was feeling up and down Steve's back.
"What?"
Steve breathed. Heavy and large breaths.
"My name. It's Steve."

Billy smiled letting himself indulge and trap Steve's mouth on his own.
Steve breathed and relaxed into the kiss. It was a few seconds before billy pulled away.
"Billy."
He returned to Steve to kiss down his neck this time. He seemed to hit a sweet spot, Steve gasped and lets out a soft airy moan.
"Oh." He breathed. His hands moving up Billy's back, feeling the muscles underneath stretch and move.
"I think I like Tiger more." Steve's R's rolled and the blonde couldn't help but smile.

Billy laughed against his skin.
......
They kept doing this the rest of the summer. Steve stopping by the pool in the morning.
Flirting after his classes and meeting up and sneaking off when they can.

But the summer ended and they parted ways.
Until Steve got walked into his English class senior year and gawked at the golden haired boy sitting in front of him.

"Hey Bambi." Billy had smirked and Steve had smiled.
Billy thought about that smile late that night. Ready to fall asleep.
When he heard a knock on his window.
Maybe a summer love doesn't have to be in just 3 months. Maybe it can last much longer.