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When Jake and Jade first proposed going to a rental for a vacation in the height of summer, not everyone was interested. Dirk wasn’t interested in the amount of blood sucking bugs there’d be in a woodsy location, and Dave complained he’d burn and peel like crazy. John wanted his wifi, Roxy had some gaming events she wanted to participate in that’d need a strong connection, Jane was interested but not if there was to be hiking, and Rose said she would only be interested if there was guaranteed air conditioning.
As luck would have it, their concerns weren’t going to be an issue. While it was considered a hike to reach the rental, it wasn’t a long one at all, even by Jane’s standards. They were able to get all of their luggage and do a big food, drink, and supply run without any issues at the nearest grocery store, sliding into the liquor store afterwards for a few harder items that would taste best chilled and enjoyed after a day in the heat. The air conditioner kept the inside nice and cold compared to the heat outside, and some well placed zappers kept the insect population down. The wifi, Jade could confirm, was stellar and would be able to withstand all of them using it with no issues. Jake could vouch that the good sized pool out back in the privacy fence was also stellar. As for Dave burning, they all agreed, there would be a strong policy of everyone applying sunscreen to themselves, and to others if the mood struck and they hadn’t applied it themselves yet.
“How much was this rental?” Rose asked as she picked her bags up from the spacious living room with its vaulted ceilings and overstuffed sofas and chairs, following Jade to the room she’d already picked out for the two of them to share. “You never mentioned how much we’d owe you two for sharing out.”
“No need! This is on Jake and I,” Jade promised with a grin. “We’re in good positions financially from our grandparents, so we decided it would be worth it to party it up once in a while. Jake wanted to just buy the place outright, but I convinced him to hold off for now, see if everyone at least liked it out here… If everyone does, then. Well. Why not invest in it for future use and have it around?” she shrugged, popping open a door at the end of the upstairs hall.
The room was a decent size, housing two beds on opposite sides and a dresser each. A dark wood wardrobe guarded the far wall, with a slim shelf beside it holding some books and decor items. Everything was freshly dusted and clean, the carpet was soft, and the quilted bedding looked picturesque. Really, Rose was impressed. Especially when she thunked her suitcase down on the foot of the bed and flopped bodily onto the middle, feeling herself sink in instead of bounce. This place wasn’t just nice, it was well decked out nice. Sweet.
“There’s a bathroom here, that we’ll be sharing with whoever picks the next room,” Jade explained, gesturing to a closed door beside the wardrobe. “The rooms on the other side of the hall are the same layout.”
“Is there no master bed and bath here?” Rose asked, a bit surprised.
“Oh, there’s a room like that downstairs. It’s open if anyone needs it or doesn’t feel like sharing. Or wants some privacy,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows. Rose smirked. “But I don’t think it’ll be an issue, this sharing thing. You seemed content to split with me after all!”
“Of course. If I didn’t split with you I’d have split with Roxy,” Rose shrugged, sitting upright and opening her suitcase. Time to dig out her swimsuit, that pool needed investigating.
“I originally offered to split with John, but he said he was going to try putting the moves on Dave while we were here and wanted a quick place to duck into if it went well. Again,” Jade said, rolling her eyes.
“I believe John was just being obtuse and wants to keep him within easy access at night, like the spoiled brat he can be” Rose explained, pulling her swimsuit out into view before rising. “Close the door for me?”
“Don’t need me to step out?” Jade asked, though she went and closed the door.
“Please, you’ve seen me naked how many times now? I think the need for privacy around nudity leaves by the time you’ve slept with someone several times,” Rose said as she bent her arms back and unhitched her bra, pulling it and her shirt off over her head at the same time. She shimmied off her skirt and panties afterwards, standing naked as she sorted out the sides of her swimsuit to make sure the front was indeed the front of the bottoms before tying it on and into position. The top, she turned after hooking into place before turning around, peering over her shoulder. “Help me with the top? I just need a good solid double knot, should last for quite some time that way. This fabric wants to sag, so it’d need to be a bit tight.”
“Sure thing,” Jade said. She didn’t immediately tie the suit up, however, gently cupping Rose’s breasts and giving them a knead as if appraising them till Rose hummed at her obligingly. Soon enough after, the knot was tied, and Jade pressed a kiss to the back of Rose’s shoulder for good measure. “Don’t forget your sunscreen!”
“Oh I won’t. I’m hoping I can get Dave to apply it for me.”
“Oh? Dave? Wasn’t he the one most worried about burning?” Jade asked.
“Yes, he was. I believe I can make an excellent case to get him into the water with me first, though.”
“What’s your plan?”
“Offer to apply his sunscreen personally, of course,” Rose said with an amused smile. “What’s not to like about me offering to rub him all over as thoroughly as I can.”
“That’s it? Your plan is sunscreen?” Jade said, cocking a brow.
“Yes. Trust me, it’ll work. I know Dave well enough and he knows that listening to my demands usually ends well for him. Usually, at least.”
“He still holds the cat ears against you, doesn’t he.”
“Yes, to this day.”
“Well that sucks, he looked really cute in them!” insisted Jade, going to open the door when Rose made her way that direction. “You know the way to the pool already, I’m gonna help Jake get everyone else settled in. If the water needs a skim, the skimmer’s near the fence!”
Though John and Roxy commented on her swimsuit upon seeing Rose walk by, it was Dave that was the first to come out and say what she’d been wanting to hear.
“Jesus Lalonde, went skimpy this time huh?”
Rose grinned at him and jutted her hip to the side, planting a hand over the swimsuit tie. It was a bit on the skimpy side, a little daring compared to what she normally wore, but the occasion seemed fitting. After all, she had a lot to look forward to during their stay at this delightful abode, why not stack the deck in her favor and begin early? Rose hooked her thumb in the side tie and released it to snap back against her pale skin, then lifted her hands to the top, tugging the sides of the dark fabric on her chest so the panels moved ever so slightly, exposing more of the center of her chest and sides of her breasts.
“You think? I thought it brought out my eyes.”
“Eyes are the last thing I’m lookin’ at,” he said. Then, a split second later, he began to babble a bit. “I mean, shit, what am I supposed to look at first? Left? Right? Center? Bottoms? What if you did your hair or makeup or somethin’, don’t girls like when you compliment that? Would complimentin’ your boobs be weird, or is it intentional and desired since you’re goin’ out of your way to display everything on a silver platter? Am I supposed to maintain eye contact, do I get points deducted for lookin’ down? If I check you out am I supposed to give feedback? Is there an online quiz to fill out afterwards? How many stars is appropriate for-”
“Swim with me,” Rose said. “I’ll do your sunscreen for you so you won’t burn.”
Dave opened his mouth, closed it, glanced to John who was smirking and picking up his bags to go to their room, then looked back to Rose. “I uh. ...I’m not sure, man, I’ve got things t’do, I might not be up for a swim right awa-”
“I never said I’d put it on with my hands,” Rose continued, dark painted lips turning up in a wider grin of amusement. “You and John can fool around any time. I believe it’s my turn to sample a Strider.”
Flushing around the cheeks and ears, Dave glanced around behind his shades, trying to keep his expression under control. Roxy looked deeply amused, watching the pair with Jane. Dirk had followed Jake and John with baggage, and Jade was lugging her own suitcase away.
“...Lemme just. Get my shit to the room and get my trunks on,” he mumbled finally.
“Excellent,” Rose said, leaning forward to plant a kiss on his cheek, leaving just a hint of her lipstick behind. “Don’t keep me waiting long.”
Jane and Roxy giggled as Rose headed to the kitchen and out the sliding glass door to the pool area, watching as Dave gaped after her. Christ but that girl knew how to make his dick ache, he was standing at attention within a minute flat just from her talking. He’d planned on maybe talking John into a quickie, but with Rose being so forward… who was he to say no to such an invitation?
“You’ve got somethin’ on your face, Dave,” Roxy said, tapping her cheek till Dave perked up and rubbed his own face in the same location, getting rid of the mark. “Don’t have too much fun out there, you’ll get sunstroke,” she laughed, picking up her suitcase, laptop bag, and duffel bag with ease before hefting them towards the stairs. Jane followed after her, leaving Dave to penguin walk to his room with his own baggage a minute later once he’d gotten his thoughts straight.
John was on his phone when he reached the open door, sprawled on one of the beds, leaving the other open for Dave to set his things on, rummaging quickly for his trunks.
“I take it we won’t be getting as handsy as anticipated?” he asked, glancing over as Dave pulled his shirt off.
“Not right this second, no, but pencil me in to your busy schedule for a later time. If nothin’ else, I’ll give you a handjob or somethin’ once we turn in for the night,” he promised.
“Can’t really blame you. When Rose gets like that, there’s not really any saying no to her. You’d have to be out of your mind to turn down an invitation like that one, I mean geeze, I think she even waxed her bikini line for this trip,” John said, setting his phone down to watch with interest as Dave pulled his pants and boxers down. His dick sprang back up into position, refusing to settle down. He couldn’t help but snicker at the blonde, earning a sour look for his troubles.
“Yeah, yeah. You’d be the same damn way if that offer was turned on you!” he huffed, stepping into his red graffiti print trunks and tugging them up, shuffling his dick into the mesh to force it down into a more manageable position, albeit barely.
“Hey, I’m not denying it. At least it’s a nice view in the meantime?” he offered, giving a buck toothed grin as Dave eyed him, trying to detect sarcasm. When he could see none, he sauntered closer and teased the top edge of his trunks lower, following the treasure trail till it started to widen, then stopped, keeping himself covered.
“You’ll have to memorize it then to hold you over, hope you got a photographic memory underneath all that messy ass hair,” Dave teased, releasing his grasp on his trunks to ruffle John’s hair, shoving him back on the mattress by pressing his forehead hard afterwards. He sank back with his phone, amused, not complaining.
“I’m holding you to that handjob comment! It’s as good as a promise now that you brought it up, since you’re blowing me off for Rose. An IOU, but with handjobs!”
“Keep it up and it won’t turn into a surprise blowjob,” Dave said, rolling his eyes and heading out of the room.
Rose was perched on the edge of the pool, applying sunscreen to her shoulders and face, feet in the water. It looked like everyone was giving them a bit of space, as nobody else was outside at the time. Privacy, but more of an open secret privacy where anyone could look out a window at any time and watch them. Kind of thrilling, actually. Closing the sliding door behind himself, Dave walked behind Rose and crouched down, sliding his arms around her newly rubbed down shoulders, and kissed her ear.
“Hey.”
“Hey yourself, that was quick,” Rose chuckled, continuing to apply her sunscreen. “Come around to the side, it’s your turn.”
Trying not to appear overly eager, Dave released her and took a seat with his feet in the water, leaning back with his hands on the sun warmed concrete for balance. Delicately, Rose applied sunscreen to his shoulders, his face, even removed his shades to properly protect his nose and cheeks. Not having the extra barrier between himself and the world was annoying, but since Rose was the one to remove them, he felt he could deal with it. It let him see her in greater detail after all, the fine hint of laugh lines at the edges of her mouth that would develop as she aged, the well placed beauty mark on her cheek, the deep matte of her lipstick, the enticing purple of her eyes.
“I thought you said you weren’t gonna use your hands,” Dave said with a smirk. “False advertisi-”
“I’m not done yet,” Rose said simply, scooting behind Dave and settling comfortably before taking her top off and tossing it into the water where it floated like a malformed jellyfish on the surface. Dave watched it, swallowed hard, took a breath, and promptly lost that air when he felt the warm, soft press of two mounds of warm flesh against his back. There was a cooler feeling for a moment, liquid being poured, before she started to move, rising and falling and moving around, slicking his back over thoroughly with her chest.
Rose may not have had the largest cup size he’d seen, somewhere between a B and a C, but feeling them pressed against his back right then they felt as distracting as something twice their true size. He could feel every inch of her skin that was in contact with his, including the eventual drag as her nipples hardened, tracing against the contours on either side of his spine.
“Jesus fuck,” Dave mumbled, mind running wild. All he could think of was touching her, kissing her, grasping each breast and squeezing gently. He wanted to hold her, wanted to bite her, wanted to be inside of her. It only got worse when she casually scooted around his side and helped herself to his lap, sitting heavily on his aching cock beneath its mesh prison.
Rose was pretty as a picture, pale chest streaked with white liquid, rosy nipples perky and reactive. Her eyes were hooded, sensual as she leaned closer to press their chests together before beginning to rise and fall, riding his lap until Dave was grasping at the concrete with sore fingers. Finally, he could take it no longer and slid his arms around her hips, pulling her down against his groin and rubbing her against himself, if only to keep her from bouncing again.
“I take it you’re ready for a swim, then?”
“A swim? I’m ready for a lot of shit right now, but a swim?”
“I’d hoped you’d indulge me in a bit of hanky panky in the water, since it’s cooler than staying outside where it’s dry,” Rose admitted, rocking her hips in place once she found the proper outline of Dave’s dick beneath his shorts, riding along his length a few times to emphasize her wishes. “Do you think you can manage that?”
Dry mouthed, Dave swallowed for a second before closing the distance, kissing her pouting lips, taking the opportunity to delve deeper with his tongue before pulling apart again a minute later, breathless. “Yeah. I think I can manage that. Get your ass in the water, Lalonde, you’re gonna end this before it even starts if you keep that movin’ up.”
With a bemused expression, Rose slid backwards off of Dave’s lap and into the chilly water, going under to wet her hair before popping back up, treading water. Dave didn’t follow her immediately, instead eyeing different locations in the pool that could be of use before peering back towards the kitchen, the windows. They were so exposed out here, it felt kind of wei-
“Are you coming in, or do I need to call for someone else to fuck me while you sunbathe, cool kid?” Rose called, loudly enough that Dave jerked his head her direction and slid into the water in the same breath. The pool had little effect on his boner, which was both a blessing and a curse for how much of a shock to the balls it was. Apparently the promise of Rose was more than enough for his body to power through it all as he tread water, ducked under to slick his hair back as well, and followed her lead. Her lead took them towards the shallower end of the pool, to one of the ladders, which she backed herself up to and hooked her arms through as if she were settling into a rollercoaster. Dave, feet firmly planted on the bottom of the pool and able to stand, waded closer to settle between her thighs, taking a moment or two to finally get his hands on her breasts, her now chilly sides, memorizing her curves again.
“So. In the water, huh. Shame there’s not a hot tub,” Dave mused, sliding his hands to her hips to untie one side of her bottoms, then the other, before tugging the fabric up and tossing it the general direction of her top.
“I’ve always wanted to try it,” Rose shrugged, pointing her toes on either side of Dave’s body before hooking her legs around his waist and giving a playful squeeze to keep him close. “Something about it feels forbidden. Tempting.”
“This ain’t a public pool.”
“Shoosh, let me live the fantasy,” she chided.
“The fantasy? What, gettin’ railed at a public pool? Or would you rather have a private pool at your mansion with your own personal cabana boy at your beck and call,” Dave asked, feeling along her sides again before sliding his hands down her taut stomach. John was right, she must have waxed or something, because the tidy little strip of blonde curls that remained was definitely a stark contrast to the last time he’d seen the downstairs arrangements. It was still attractive of course, everything about Rose was attractive, but seeing the clear outline of her labia and the little nub of her clit from beneath the water was appealing in a whole new way.
“It’s the not getting caught aspect, I suppose, that makes it forbidden. Or the idea of doing an act that’s definitely not meant to be done in it,” she chuckled, leaning forwards and loosening her grip enough to kiss the side of Dave’s neck, the edge of his jaw. She tensed and shivered when she finally felt his hand stroking over her lower lips, tracing the outline before pressing further, teasing her before going to circle around her clitoris with his thumb with steady pressure. Dave Strider was many things, but Rose would definitely remember him for being skilled with his hands and mouth. Pity she couldn’t sample the latter today, but she’d been more interested in the experience than the fantasy alone.
“Man. Now I’ve gotta drag my ass to a fuckin’ public pool with you sometime, if only to see how far you’d be tryin’ to go with people you don’t know around.”
Rose groaned and curled her toes, as Dave continued to tease and stroke her while he spoke, all the while building a pattern that stoked her arousal like a fire. When she grew impatient, she kicked at his ass with her heel, a rider spurring her horse to move along from whatever had caught its interest and get back onto the trail.
“Alright, alright, hold on a second. Damn. Impatient aren’t you. Can’t blame you though, I mean, this meat is famous,” Dave hummed, pulling his hand away from her to reach for the front of his trunks, tugging them down out of the way with a bit of wiggling till his cock came free into the water. He held himself, gave a few strokes, then teasingly rubbed the head against her entrance a few times.
“ Dave ,” Rose whined, watching him like a hawk. It was right there! Damn it, it was right there and he wouldn’t! Move! “I am this close to taking my chances of fucking you in open water, with the down side being you potentially dying a seaman’s death in the grasp of a siren.”
“Hah, you said seama-”
“ Dave .”
“Okay, geeze, I’m goin’, I’m goin’. Can’t take a damn joke,” he sighed, giving another rub before carefully applying more pressure with his hips till he slid inside of her.
The temperature difference alone was fantastic to feel, the volcanic heat of her body compared to the cold water that touched every other inch of them. When he withdrew an inch, rocking in place to sink a bit more in each time he pressed forwards, it was a quick rush of cold to hot, over and over. It made the hair at his nape stand up, gooseflesh on his arms. To say nothing of how it looked, Rose’s face lit up from above and sparkling from below due to the reflections of the water’s surface, body tense as she held onto the metal handles to keep them both tethered enough for this to happen. Her breasts half disappeared beneath the water, only to rise up each time she breathed, nipples taut and inviting. He wanted to get one in his mouth, but the angle wasn’t quite right for that. Later, perhaps. Another time. They were going to be here for a while, after all, living it up for vacation.
When he was finally in to the hilt, he did lean forward to kiss her again, grinding as deep as he could, disrupting the water’s surface into choppy waves around them. ...Hm. This was going to take a big of work, wasn’t it, he realized. He was going to be moving against her, as well as the slowing force of the water, and against buoyancy as well. At least she was holding firm in place with the bars, but it was still a lot to consider. Planting his hands firmly on her upper thighs, Dave started a rhythm up, a few inches at a time of withdrawal and return. The splashes were a bit annoying already, but Rose seemed quite into it, groaning encouragingly each time their bodies came together just right.
Maybe slow and deep was the way to play it, at least at first. It came with the bonus of getting to watch her expressions change as he withdrew and plunged back in steadily, feeling her body open around him welcomingly, safe from the chill of the pool. Dave rolled his hips steadily, grinding when he was sheathed and nearly pulling entirely out just to tease her before filling her once more. Over and over he did this, and with each plunge it was easier to forget where they were, what they were doing outside. He didn’t care if anyone watched now. The only two people on the planet were he and Rose, with her pulling him in, kissing him till she had securely peppered the edges of his lips with streaks of matte lipstick.
“Ah, fuck, fuck , harder,” she eventually said, ready for him to let her have it. The slow and steady was nice and intimate, but it was also a bit of a tease, drawing the sensations out till she was going mad from it.
“Impatient,” Dave said again, though it didn’t have the bite of teasing. He was ready to go harder too, by then, before he lost his damn mind. Angling his hips a bit, adjusting his grip, Dave found that he was able to give sturdy thrusts with minimal pullback as long as he kept their bodies fairly close. It resulted in a fabulous jackhammer effect he probably wouldn’t have been patient enough to do on dry land, mostly sheathed but pulling back just enough to get speed and force their bodies together again. Rose’s grip on the metal bars slipped briefly, but she caught them again soon enough, head bowed. She whined softly, legs tensing.
Close. She was so close…! Just. Not quite close enough.
Daring to release one arm, sure she had enough strength to keep them tethered in the shallows with the other alone, Rose’s torso bobbed above and below the water to a steady beat as she snaked a hand down towards her clit to give it a firm rubbing. Whether it was the rubbing or the change in her body’s angle, the extra buoyancy, Dave wasn’t sure… but he knew he liked what he felt.
“Let go of the bar,” he instructed, not stopping his thrusts in the slightest.
“But I’ll-!”
“Hold onto me instead,” he said breathlessly, having to slow just for an aching moment as she obliged and wrapped her bracing arm around the back of his neck. The weight felt good there, felt right, and soon enough Dave had adjusted his grip again. Instead of pulling her to him, he was pushing her body down to meet him as he thrust his hips, water rushing between them. Rose made an ungainly noise and hurriedly rubbed with her fingers, chasing that peak that she’d felt before. She cried out when her body tensed, light behind her eyes, mind radio static, blissfully blank for the moment. When the rush passed, she continued rubbing, but not as intensely, riding out the oversensitivity she was getting to experience as a bonus. Dave’s arms strained, till finally he adjusted one final time, hooking their bodies as closely together as he could. He rocked in place once, twice, three breathless times before pushing as far as he could go to come inside of her, adding his own searing heat to the mix.
The remained in that position for a few minutes, breathing heavily and kissing, languidly feeling each other’s bodies. Rose tugged at the hair on the back of Dave’s head when she kissed him, Dave finally getting to kiss and suckle at a breast in the afterglow as he kneaded both hands on the pale cushion of her ass. When they finally separated it was the slow, lingering movements of two forms that didn’t want to part in the first place. Rose went one direction to gather her swimsuit pieces again, and Dave carefully pulled his trunks on. He helped her after, tying the ties while she held on around his neck, an echo of what had just transpired, then kissed the side of her neck as he pulled away again. Without the rush of hormones, the brightness was getting to him. He needed his shades back if he was going to be out here much longer.
“So,” Rose said, stretching before doing a lazy float, savoring the moment of being truly weightless after all that exercise. “Worth indulging me?”
“It always is,” Dave said as he put his sunglasses back on, paddling her direction and stopping to watch her float, short pale hair flickering out from her head, soft body flushed in places he’d grasped onto her tightly. She was beautiful, really. Absolutely breathtaking.
Which was why he had no qualms about being a bastard and splashing her with the biggest splash he was capable of producing. Beautiful things were meant to be enjoyed after all, and the best way to enjoy Rose was equal measures of indulgence and annoyance.
They wouldn’t have it any other way.