014 - Flustered

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[Warning: Chapter Involves Smut!!]

Eventually, we arrive at Steve's place and I stretch, standing by the pool.

"Okay, I'll put the heater on this pool and we can change then get in, all right?" Steve supposes.

"I'm sorry, your pool has a heater!?" I gasp with surprise. He chuckles, putting his hands on his hips. "Well, yeah. It does. I won't turn it up too high but warm enough to take the chill off. Do you have anything to wear?" He asks me.

A while ago, during the month. I had brought over a huge bag. It felt like I was moving in or something. Me and Steve sleep in the same bed but he managed to push in a set of drawers from the spare room for me. Of course, he'd have to put it back when his parents come back from their business trip but that isn't the point.

"I only have a bikini." I admit sheepishly.

"That's okay." He shrugs. "I'll just be in swimming shorts."

my face flusters up and I blush. There's only been one or two times where I've seen Steve shirtless. But he usually wears a shirt or a singlet.

"Go. Stop flustering over me and go." Steve chuckles. I quickly nod my head and dash into Steve's house. I go into his bedroom and take off my warm clothes, quickly changing into a nice f/c bikini. It's not too loose, not too tight, and not too stringy either. With that, I pat my hair down with a little water and go back out to the pool. Steve is nowhere to be seen so I assume he's changing into his shorts.

I can see steam already coming up from the water so I lower my hand and dip it into the water. It's nice and warm. Heated up from below inside the pool. I sway my fingers in the water softly, which makes a little trail as my fingers glide in the water.

Not too hot. Not too cold. Just perfect.

"Hey, I hope you're...ready...to..."

I  turn my head over to face Steve where his jaw drops a little bit. I blush nervously and he smiles slightly, still not saying a word. Until. "Gorgeous."

"What?" I ask him.

"You're gorgeous." He breathes out.

"You're not so bad yourself." I tease with a wink. Steve's wearing camo swimming shorts and not a shirt. And rightfully so with a six-pack like that holy shit.

Steve blushes before coming over to the pool. "Is it warm enough?"

"Yeah. It's the perfect temperature." I tell him. I jump down into the water and hum happily. It was starting to get cold out of the water. I dip my whole head under the water then brush my hair back with my fingers. Steve also dives under the water before jumping back up and splashing me.

I shriek before splashing him back. Steve chuckles and pounces at me. At that moment, a war emits and we start splashing each other around. Diving under the water and laughing with each other.

I haven't seen Steve laugh so much in...well. Ever. He smiles widely, so...so happy.

An hour goes by, the stars shining over us and the moon giving the pool a bit more glimmer. Eventually, the two of us just calm down and chill at the rim of the pool. A second hour ticks by with me and Steve having a calming conversation.

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