Summer vacation in Malibu

I do not own any part of the film 'Wild Child' directed by Nick Moore and the following sequence is entirely imaginary.

Poppy's POV

Ah. Now, this was the very definition of awkward.

"Hello Molly... Um, what's up?"

Molly's face was a picture, and I probably would have laughed had I not been so embarrassed. Seeing Freddie and I were clearly in the middle of something, she blushed crimson but still managed to choke out,

"Well, I was just heading up to bed – maybe you two should do the same, preferably before dad sees you doing... this." She averted her eyes, yelled goodnight to those in the dining room and shut the door loudly. She slipped past us, desperately trying not to touch either of us in any way.

She hurried off down the corridor, pausing at the bottom of the stairs. She looked back and winked at me. "Oh Poppy – please try to keep the noise down."

Now it was my turn to blush. Freddie buried his head in my neck, shaking with muted laughter. I found myself giggling too; "Ssh," I breathed in Freddie's ear. "Your room or mine?"

Freddie just about dropped me in surprise. His perfect clear eyes searched my face, and he bit his lip adorably. "I don't want to put any pressure on you Poppy – we don't have to rush anything."

I smiled at him and placed a hand on his cheek, stroking just above his eyes softly. "I love you. Trust me Freddie; I know what I want."

"And that is?" He murmured huskily.

"A bath," I stated with a wicked smile. "Want to join me?"

Freddie's POV

I watched as Poppy turned off the tap and turned to me, flashing a seductive smile. She beckoned me over.

"Warm enough Mr. Kingsley?" I dipped in a finger and nodded.

"Perfect."

Poppy nodded and then, casual as anything, pulled off her top and reached back to unclip her bra. She turned her back and bent to remove her shoes, showing off her ass. I groaned involuntarily. She turned back to me, raising eyebrow; her eyes trailed up and down my figure. She pouted, putting on a very innocent look. "You don't look very comfortable Freddie."

I just looked at her. "What makes you say that?"

"Well," said Poppy, "It might be the look on your face when I do this-" she removed her jeans and panties, placing one hand on her hip "-or it might be this," she said conversationally, running a hand over the tent in my jeans. She winked and smirked, slipping into the water.

"Are you coming in or not?" She looked so adorable. I grinned.

"With pleasure."

Molly's POV

3:27am

Note to self – purchase noise cancelling headphones ASAP