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California Girls -Katy Perry

This is a continuation of the busy your knee caps, this has just more a beachy song title so yeah, if you don't wanna read this, by all means, skip it, I won't complain but just felt I should say that this is a continuation of bust your knee caps with a different title :D

Type:
The summer filer chapter
Mutliship

Warnings:
Swearing
Light lime
Flirting, a lot of it

Bonus: mentions of many people :)

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No POV

The horned male walked into the park, he felt hot, he didn't have swim trunks with him so he looked out of place in his dress shirt, tie, and dress pants. Walking into one of the over priced stores he found a pair of swim trunks he liked the looks of and got them, then went to change. Stuffing his things into a locker before taking a small bag of stuff consisting of a towel, his phone, wallet, keys and a water bottle, he walked over to where a good portion of the people were. He looked out along the crowd to see if he could find anyone remotely familar, he saw a good portion of the business who was at work today. He smiled softly and walked over to them, setting his stuff down next to a male sitting under an umbrella, "mind if I sit here?" He asked to be met with a soft hum. Laying out his towel he sat down. "Oh, hey lover boy" Schlatt said to Wilbur who was sat under the umbrella, he had given him the nickname 'Lover boy' after seeing the fact that he filtered with anyone he really could but never actually went on a date with someone. Wilbur smiled and chuckled softly "hi Schlatt" he said looking out to the water.

"Why aren't you in the water with your family?" He asked "ehh, didn't feel like swimming, you?" He asked him back "well I just got here" he said with a small smirk "very well very well", just then, two males ran right passed the two, the ravenette was running towards the slides with the blonde chasing after him, trying to get to them before the other did. The pair were both laughing as they made it to the slides, making it there at the same time, waiting the wait before both going down it. It was one of those floor dropping tube slides, the blonde and ravenette both loved the action and slight adrenalin rush, which was possibly why you know they were in the Mob. The shortest of the group watched them run to the slides, go up, then down it, then watched them play around, pushing each other around as they walked back to there things. The brunette was sitting, completely covered by the umbrella they had, with there things. Still having on his white t-shirt, not wanting to take it off. "Hey George!" Nick yelled plopinp down, soaking wet, right next to him, laying down with his head in his hands and elbows propping them up. "Why you still got your shirt on?" He asked him as the blonde dried off his hair a little bit before sitting down as well. "I, uh, well I just didn't wanna take it off" he was quick to make up an excuse as to why he still had on his shirt.

"Georgie, we've been through this before, if you're feeling like your not pretty enough, you are sweetie, you don't need to worry about it, okay?" The blonde said and asked, pulling the brunette into his lap, causing the other to cringe slightly because he was still soaking wet. He nodded trying to escape his lap "what wrong Georgie, normally you love sitting in my la-""Your wet! And it's uncomfortable to sit in your lap while your soaking wet!" He yelled trying to wiggle his way out. Clay smirked and held him closer in his lap, the smaller whined softly as the ravenette moved in closer to the two.

(Small lime warning)

The blonde held the smaller closer to himself as he began to softly kiss down his jawline, to his neck, then to his shoulders, the ravenette coming in close and copying his movements on the other side of his neck. The blonde scooted himself back to be more covered up by the umbrella. The brunette squirmed in his lap as he tried to move, causing Clay to grip his waist harder "stop trying to move George, you know what would happen when we get home if you disobey rules" he whispered into the Brunettes ear. His face went bright red as he stopped moving, Nick on his other side was quick to start making marks on the brunette, biting and sucking softly on his neck. The other two both knew that the Brunette bruised easily. George whined softly, "n-no marks, p-please" was what he could whimper out slightly, Clay smiled "but Georgie, we love marking up your beautiful skin" he said as he himself started to make marks on his soft, pale skin. George blushed more if even possible, he once more started to shift around in Clay's lap, trying to get away or to turtle in on himself.