A/n: This was another short fic I wrote for the kink meme, based upon the recent terrible heatwave across the US. Somewhere between a soft M and a hard M for this one.

Hot. I'm so hot. There's water rolling down my skin, but it's not sweat. I can't sweat anymore. I haven't sweat in days. No, it's him, it's all him. It's dark now. There's a cool cloth over my eyes. He places more cloths on my chest, my belly, my thighs. Even being naked and covered in wet isn't helping. I'm burning inside. It's hot and I swear I'm dying and

"Hush, my love," He says softly, "Drink this."

He has something pressed against my lips. I open my mouth. It's thin and cool, but it's sweet and just a little salty. I don't like the taste, but I want it so bad. Eventually, it stops flowing. He pulls the bottle away and gives me another. I'm drinking that too, but now my stomach is so full it hurts.

I'm still burning.

"Christ, America," He says, placing his hand on some of the cloths, "These are hot already."

I'm barely listening. I moan instead. I'm too hot for words. He lifts me into his arms. His body's too hot, just like everything's too hot. I can hear his footsteps and breathing. He's trying not to get any on me. He knows that'll make it worse.

I smell chlorine. He's taken me down to the pool. He's walking into the water. I can hear his steps splashing. The water's getting higher and higher. I can't hear footsteps anymore, and now I can feel it on my back. It's cold. Nice and cold. Maybe it's too cold, but how can I freeze and melt all at once?

He walks deeper and deeper into the water until everything's under by my head. Now that he's just keeping me from sinking, he pulls the cloth from my face.

"Is that any better?" He asks.

I open my eyes. He's beautiful backlit like that. I nod my head and he sighs.

"But my insides are still hot."

"Inside? He asks, raising an eyebrow, "Can you stand?"

"I think so," I say.

He carefully lets me down. My legs are shaking a little, but I'm alright if I hold into the edge of the pool.

He gets out and walks away and for a moment I'm cold and alone. When he comes back, he's holding lube and a metal toy.

"This might help if it's internal." He says.

I nod. I'm more numb with the heat than anything, and I'm willing to try whatever he wants. It's cool. I usually complain when he doesn't warm lube up, but it's nice now, sliding in and out. He's spreading me with his free hand, but that's cooled down from the water, so it's alright now. It's slowly starting to warm and I tell him.

He nods and grabs the toy. I shiver, actually shiver when he puts it inside. I can feel the metal pulling the heat from my body. The ladder! That's metal too. It could help. I carefully make my way over and wrap myself around it, pressing limbs, tongue, whatever I can. More leeching. I sigh and moan. I can't help it. This is the coolest I've felt in a week. I don't even wanna help it, it's good. He knows he's done good.

His shorts float past and then I catch him out of the corner of my eye. He seems to like what he's getting. I rub against the ladder, trying to get more of my skin against the metal. I wait until he's done , and then I pull out the toy and fall backwards into the water. I swim up to him and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you," I say.

He just smiles and kisses me back.