𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 彡 [s. adler] [✔]

𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢!

✧･ﾟ: 𝔪𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔠!

"You are gonna get kicked out of your place so fucking fast, Val," Steven noted as he lit a cigarette and watched his girl strip off her jean shorts and tank top. The stars in the California sky glimmered surprisingly bright tonight and even though the darkness of midnight surrounded the young couple, the neon blue hue of the illuminated pool was giving them both a sense of comfort. Not to mention the little bit of moonlight that was shining down on both of them and making Valencia's hot skin glow. A true goddess, that's what she looked like.

The drummer watched carefully with his cigarette hanging from his lips as Valencia just haphazardly tossed her clothes on the ground beside the pool. The girl didn't have a care in the world it seemed. Steven desperately tried to keep his cool for the time being, but Valencia was purposefully trying to show off everything she physically had to offer—just like a buffet. And even in the intense darkness, Steven saw Valencia roll her eyes playfully at his previous statement. Valencia Bass was just too cool to give a single fuck about anything. Just like her brother.

The brunette didn't care if she got kicked out or arrested for indecent exposure. She only had one life and she would live it to the fullest. Plus, this wasn't her first rodeo. There had been countless times where she would sneak down to the community pool that belonged to her apartment complex just to go skinny dip.

"Don't be silly, babe. I'm sure my elderly neighbors can handle seeing my tits. Not the first time they've seen it anyway," Valencia said with a giggle that reminded Steven of the Valley girls that would sometimes attend the band's shows. They always stood in the front row and yapped like little chihuahuas. And along with the aggravating, high-pitched screams came the girls who would actually take off their tops during the show. Though, Steven had to admit that none were as beautiful as Valencia because when the brunette's bra hit the concrete next to the pool, Steven's eyes widened and Valencia's features were overcome with a proud smirk.

Valencia began to strut over to her boyfriend with a seductive sparkle in her ocean blue eyes—which were starting to seem cobalt in the current minimal lighting. Her hips swayed and her breasts slightly bounced while she walked and by the time she got to where Steven was standing, the drummer's heart was beating at a brutal rate. But still, even with everything going on—with all the visual stimulus, Steven managed to keep himself under control somehow. Valencia gently plucked the cigarette from his mouth and immediately placed it between her own glossed lips.

"Alright, wild child. Tone it down a little," Steven teased just to distract himself from his half nude girlfriend. Valencia smirked once again and just completely broke eye contact with the drummer. The brunette still had the cigarette planted between her velvet lips as she looked around and up at all the apartments surrounding the pool. Valencia wondered how every apartment had its lights off. She wondered why no one was up at midnight. For the most part, Valencia was always up at midnight. Sometimes smoking weed or just casually doodling something in her journal. The girl concluded that the stars above held more intrigue than the people in the apartments. And while Valencia was busy staring at the sky, Steven noticed something on her soft skin. "Hey, is that a new tattoo?"

"Mhm, it is. You like it? I got it in honor of you because you fucking rock and I wanna be reminded of you every chance I get. Hope that wasn't too creepy," Valencia stated with a bit of embarrassment that clearly resonated on the apples of her cheeks. The most confident girl in the universe was actually feeling self-conscious about dedicating a tattoo to her boyfriend.

It was one of those cheesy couple things that she would never ever think about doing, but there was no second-guessing when she thought of it one day. So, now Valencia had a set of drumsticks—with a little 'S' underneath them—permanently tattooed between her breasts. When the tattoo artist heard Valencia's idea, she just stared at her and Valencia didn't think that it would come out looking good at all. But it did. And it soon became Valencia's favorite one. It even outshined the pentagram she had tattooed on the inside of her wrist.

"You're amazing. I love the tattoo," Steven responded as he grabbed Valencia by her wrists and suddenly pulled her closer to himself. A shocked, but satisfied gasp left the girl's mouth when Steven leaned down and put his lips on Valencia's tattoo. The girl blew out a breath just to distract from the moan that was threatening to erupt from her throat. Her hand involuntarily got lost in Steven's teased hair. Valencia's knees were already quivering just from a simple and sweet action. Valencia nearly moaned when Steven mumbled her favorite words in her skin. "And I love you too."

"Oh, my God, Steven," Valencia whined when Steven's warm breath stroked her sensitive skin. The contrast of the cool night against his breath made goosebumps erupted all throughout Valencia's body, so much so that she actually shivered from the intensity of Steven's kisses. Valencia's mind was a whole jumble of words and broken phrases that would've sounded absolutely ridiculous if she said them out loud. And by the time she was starting to get used to it, Steven lifted his head away from her chest and began to stare deeply into her eyes—which were full of desire by now.

"I'm gonna protect you and love you for the rest of my life."

Valencia's heart threatened to explode from the sudden intimate and innocent vow that came from Steven. The brunette bit her lip and looked at Steven with a tilt of her head. The drummer could see that the girl was on the verge of bawling from happiness, but Steven was just relieved that she felt the same. Valencia didn't necessarily need to verbally reciprocate the feeling, Steven could see from her expression that she felt the same. The girl hurriedly wiped away the tears gathering in her eyes and just continued to smile at Steven.

"You gotta catch me first, drummer," Valencia suddenly regained control of her emotions and before the moment could turn into a totally heartfelt one, the girl turned away from Steven. The drummer watched as Valencia ran over to the edge of the pool and elegantly dived into the crystal-clear water with the cigarette still between her lips. Steven just playfully scoffed at Valencia's childishness. He wasn't much different either. That's what made them an amazing pair.

As Valencia surfaced from the heavily chlorinated water, she slowly opened her eyes and saw Steven on the edge of the pool eyeing her with a look she couldn't read. Valencia lifted her arms from the water just to place the loose strands of wet hair behind her ears so they wouldn't obstruct her vision. By the time she was done fixing her appearance, Steven took it upon himself to jump into the pool without even taking off his clothes.

Valencia didn't understand if that was out of spontaneity or he just simply forgot to undress, but the splash of water that blinded the girl was enough to forget about the meaningless dilemma. The brunette complained about the water hitting her in the face, but Steven could only hear muffled complaints from under the water. And when he resurfaced, Steven had the cockiest look on his face which just cracked Valencia up.

"Caught you."

"I'm glad. What are you gonna do with me now?" Valencia questioned as if it wasn't already obvious. She had wanted this since the beginning of the night. She wanted—no, Valencia needed to be desecrated by Steven in the best possible way. The brunette wanted to feel like the most special girl in the universe and she wanted to know that Steven was willing to give her all that. But of course, he was. He always was. Even after arguments—which were rare—Steven was there to..."make it up to her."

"Make you feel good," Steven vaguely said which caused Valencia to open her mouth so she could ask what he specifically meant by that. Well, she knew what it meant, but she wanted to clearly understand what her boyfriend was planning. The details were all important to her. But Steven couldn't even hear her question because his skilled fingers were already slipping inside her underwear. Valencia's eyes immediately rolled back and she wrapped her arms around Steven's neck for support. Never had they done something like this where people could possibly see the couple. And honestly, the last thing Valencia expected out of this whole night was foreplay in the pool. The girl didn't mind though. In fact, she was kind of into it.