One-Shots

Summer Loving (Maylor)

Roger's P.O.V.

The blistering sun practically cooked anything that dare tread across the stoney patio. I hopped across the sizzling stones, barefoot, cluching a cold glass of lemonade and plopping down comfortably in my favorite lawn chair. My sunglasses protected my eyes from the harmful UV rays of the sun, but nothing protected them from the blissful sight in front of me. On their hands and knees, dirty in the rich brown soil, placing delicate bulbs into the pre-dug holes. With the voice of an angel, humming softly, a poppy little melody whilst gently swaying with the beat. Dark, chocolate curls bounced lightly with every movement of the head. I sat the slippery glass down on the tiny table beside me and stretched my arms up behind my head, fully admiring my view. I watched them stand up and brush their hands on their knees before turning around to face me with a cheeky grin.

"Hey babe, I gotcha a glass of lemonade." I called out and they made their way towards me.

The dreamy being treading across the plush grass towards me was none other than my lovable boyfriend and bandmate, Brian.

He made his way to me and bent over the back of my chair, stealing a kiss and grabbing the cold glass from beside me.

"Thanks Rog" I watched him pull the lip of the cup to his mouth and silently gulp the refreshing beverage.

He pulled the cup down and sat it back on the table before moving around from behind me to sit on the edge of my chair. He was smart enough to wear shoes. He moved a toned arm to rest on my leg and with the other, wiped his brow and pushed his dampened curls away from his forehead. I could see the reflection from the pool dance across his face and I got an idea.

"Hey Bri, why don't we take a little break. Ya know, cool you off a bit." I watched the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile as he looked over at me.

"And what do you have in mind?" I smiled at his words and grabbed his hands.

He leaned over on me and kissed me lightly on my lips and I intertwined our fingers, giggling. It wasn't what I had in mind exactly, but who could complain? He scooted up closer to me, removing my sunglasses, and nipped down my jawline and neck. I pushed my hand into his hair and ran the other one down his back. His shirt clung to his skin and I knew he had to be getting hotter. I pushed him back as I sat up and his mouth never left my neck. I giggled and felt him smile against my skin.

I brushed my hands on his cheeks lightly before grabbing the front of his shirt. While he was kept occupied leaving hot kisses down my neck, I was busy trying to unbuttoned his sticky shirt. I had successfully undone all his buttons and he lifted his head to look me in the eyes. I giggled and stood up, taking him by the hands and pulling him up with me. He immediately took my waist in his hands and kissed me once more, running his tongue across my bottom lip. I gently peeled his shirt off his sweaty skin and began walking him towards the glistening pool. His back was to the water and had no idea of what was coming to him. I stopped right on the edge of the pool and ran my hands down his arms, still kissing him. He responded by lifting his hands to my face and I smiled before gently pushing on his chest. I watched him tumble backwards with wide eyes before splashing into the chlorinated water.

I was drench with the cool water as he splashed it on me. The whole scene struck something in me that had me laughing my head of as he broke the water's surface. I watched him come up gasping for air, water rolling off his body, and he gave me a death glare. He was mad, I could tell, but he didn't stay like that for long. As I was too busy laughing, I failed to notice him grabbing at me and pulling me into the water with him. I shrieked as my body was emerged in the breathtakingly cold water. I came up from under the surface to the sound of him laughing his head off. I couldn't stay mad at him and I giggled, splashing him with water and crossing my arms. He looked ridiculous with his flattened hair and the fact that he was fully clothed. Well, I guess we both looked ridiculous.

I stuck my bottom lip out and pretended to pout, turning my back slightly towards him. He moved through the water towards me, still giggling, and wrapped his arms around me.

"I love you." he spoke in a deep, sexy voice, his breath warm on the shell of my ear.

It sent shivers down my spine and made me weak at the knees. He smirked at me and took the remaining of his clothes off, save for his underwear. I did the same and giggled at him as he lowered himself into the water where only the top of his head from his nose up showed. He dived down under the water and swam full force into my body, grabbing my sides and kissing my stomach under the water. I bent my knees in the water and he climbed up my body, wrapping his arms around my neck. We both smiled and I pressed our foreheads together. I cupped my hands together under the water and brought up a handful, drizzling it down the back of his head.

He gasped and playfully swatted my arm. "Rog!"

"I just love seeing you mad." I kissed his nose and he blushed. "I love you too Bri."

We continued to play around and hold each other in the water for a while. We started looking like prunes so I climbed out the water and pulled Brian with me. We grabbed towels and cuddled together in my lawn chair, watching the sun set while we dried each other off to the sounds of various insects.

If I had to describe my perfect summer evening, it would definitely involve this.