Written for comment_fic at LJ - Prompt: What does sunshine taste like? Parker/any male character (but it's Eliot in my mind)
What does sunshine taste like?
Parker stands out on his balcony, head tilted up towards the sky, and her mouth wide open. An expression of pure bliss shines on her upturned face. She's beautiful.
He comes up behind her and smiles into that part of her neck where it meets the smooth slope of her right shoulder. Her blond hair tickles his cheek. "What are you doing, Parker?"
She leans back into him. "What does sunshine taste like?" she asks.
The unexpected question makes him chuckle, but that's what he loves about her. Her spontaneity, her craziness. "I dunno, you tell me," he replies.
She grins and squirms in his arms until she's facing him. She kisses him, slowly, deeply. "It tastes like you," she says breathlessly, and kisses him again, but lightly this time.
Then she's gone, prancing back into his room, yelling, "Let's go to the zoo today. I wanna steal a tapir!" over her shoulder, her bright hair streaming out like the sun's rays behind her.
He laughs, heartily. She always has this effect on him. "Put some clothes on first, and we'll see."
