I've been wanting to write a fluffy fic just for the hell of it and when letsbefwb sent me a request for it, I just had to! So here it is, hope you enojy!
Islands of Adventure- Orlando, Fl.
"What do you say, banana split or rainbow ice?" I asked with a smile.
Sunlight glinted off the sunglasses that hid a pair of beautiful brown eyes from my view. Plump red lips parted and revealed gleaming white teeth in a broad grin.
"I think we should try the banana split, babe," she answered.
The woman who ran the Dippin' Dots stand nodded before quickly turning away to complete our order. With a smile still firmly in place, I leaned against the counter of the stand. My eyes wandered up and down the shapely body of my girlfriend, enjoying the sight of such a gorgeous spectacle of the female form.
"You're staring," she laughed happily. Taking two short strides, she stood inches from me and rested her hands on my hips.
"Can you blame me?" I chuckled. I brushed a few stray locks of hair from her face before leaning forward to place a chaste kiss on her lips. "You look absolutely stunning, Bo."
"Lauren Lewis, you are such a sweet talker." She pressed her lips to mine again, splaying her fingers so that her fingertips brushed my skin under my shirt. A shudder rocked my body at the contact.
"You make it too easy in that tank top and those shorts. In fact, I do believe I've counted 23 compliments concerning your top, 17 your hair, 41 your smile, 29 your legs and 8 your eyes, even though you've kept your sunglasses on nearly everywhere except our room." She raised her brows and lifted her shades.
"You've been counting?" Bo tilted her head to the side, amusement shining in her dark irises. "Lauren Lewis, are you jealous?" she jested.
Instead of answering, I wriggled myself out of her hold, paid for the ice cream then began walking away, adding an exaggerated sway to my hips. Her giggle followed after me and, not a moment later, I felt her arms wrap around my waist. I fed her a spoonful of ice cream and delighted in the gentle hum that rumbled in her chest, which was pressed flush against my back.
"Delicious," she murmured, her warm breath tickling my ear. She began nipping at my earlobe, distracting my mind so much that no coherent thought entered my mind. My body reacted eagerly, trembling at the feel of her touch from her wandering hands under my shirt against the sensitive skin of my abdomen. We stopped walking as heat collected at the apex of my thighs, physically indicating my growing arousal. No one, save Bo, ever got such an instant and intense reaction from such simple gestures. Then again, my body grew accustomed to her tells, such as use of teeth in foreplay; it meant an approaching scissoring session.
"Mommy, what are they doing?" a small girl asked, tugging at her mother's sleeve and pointing at Bo and I. A blush instantly flooded my cheeks as I disentangled myself from my succubus. She huffed softly but took my free hand in hers nonetheless. The mother just gave us a dirty look, hushed her daughter and stormed away.
"Someone hasn't gotten any in a while," my brunette quipped.
"Babe," I warned softly. "We're in a public place, surrounded by children; I think she's entitled to be a little upset." She shrugged a shoulder.
"Whatever, you should have seen her aura flaring. I guarantee she was jealous."
I shook my head, lifting her hand to my mouth to kiss her knuckles. "I love you."
"I love you." Her smile was dazzling as she pulled me in for a tender kiss. We stood in the midst of the theme park's flowing crowds moving from ride to ride. There were claps and cheers and a few wolf whistles as we held one another, lost in our own world. It was strange, how at peace and happy I felt surrounded by so many people and sounds. I wasn't ever the type of person who enjoyed being in large throngs of people but stationed at Bo's side made it bearable, even enjoyable at times.
"Come on, Lo, let's ride the Popeye ride!" Bo said excitedly. I hadn't noticed we began walking again until Bo increased her pace and pulled me along toward the attraction.
"You just want to see me in a wet t-shirt," I teased.
"Getting you wet isn't on the schedule until later tonight back in our room," she winked. My mouth flopped open and before I could muster a witty reply, we were in line next to a group of vacationing college students. The boys were already eyeing her with a predatory gleam, there was no way I'd add fuel to their lusty fire.
I wrapped my arm firmly around her waist, pulling her into me. The tallest one of the group turned his eyes toward me, as if barely recognizing my existence. He was tall with dark hair that was obviously spiked with gel. His face was round and his body lacked the definition of any muscles. I met his dim gaze with a smirk, knowing that he would never be anywhere near Bo's league, ever. He returned my smirk with one of his own, but it looked more like he was fighting some sort of gastric pains.
"As sexy as a cabbage patch kid," I muttered, recalling the insult from some television show I stumbled upon.
"What'd you say, love?" Bo leaned her head on my shoulder while her hand rested atop mine, over her navel.
"Nothing," I replied. She nodded, closing her eyes as I wrapped my other arm around her. The college kids returned their eyes to their own girls, possibly disappointed at our lack of sexual motions. She buried her face where my neck met my shoulder and took a deep breath. We remained quiet for the remainder of the wait, wrapped in our embrace without ever breaking apart.
Once we got to the front of the line, she could barely contain her excitement and began to bounce on the balls of her feet. I laughed at her adorable antics as we ran to one of the bilges, as the ride referred to them as, hand in hand. Even though the vessel was empty except for the two of us, we sat side by side with our fingers interlocked. We squealed and giggled when the cold water rushed at us, drenching us from head to toe. Bo tittered in particular when she directed the people shooting at us with water guns to aim and fire at me.
When we got off the ride and the high leveled off, my gaze trained on my lover's pert nipples showing through the thin material of her bright red tank top. I swallowed thickly, suddenly feeling much warmer in my freezing clothes.
"I think we need to get changed," I suggested salaciously, not even attempting to pull my gaze from her chest.
"We left all of our clothes in our room," she purred. With a wicked grin, I grabbed her hand and urged her forward.
"I memorized the layout of the grounds; I can get us back to the hotel in seven minutes flat."
"Lead the way, doctor."
A/N: How do you like this one? I figured this would just be a fluffy fic with like no angst for the suffering Doccubus heart. I'd love to hear about any suggestions you have for them to visit. I've only been to a few places in the Southern US so I'd really like to know some good places for our happy couple. Thanks for reading!