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Sergio smirked again at her reaction. He was almost tempted to push it further, say something else to get her even more riled up than she already was. Instead he held his tongue, taking another long swig of the beer. It was cold as it ran down his throat. Sergio was just about to go back to silently watching the calm waters, when he noticed what Hannah was doing. A confused look settled on his face. Just as he was about to ask her what she was doing, she answered him with her next actions. He let out a low chuckle, before shaking his head. What was going on with her? It was too dark to actually see her in the water. He held the bottle to his lips, debating on if he should follow suit. Finally deciding on 'fuck it,' he stood up and began shedding his own clothes. Any other night he probably wouldn't be doing this, but he had spare clothes in his car left over from his fights. He quickly jumped in after her, the splash breaking the silence of the night. After a moment he surfaced again, running his hand through his wet hair that was sticking to his forehead. The water wasn't too bad, nothing he couldn't handle. The night once again taking a turn, but not for the worst. Spotting Hannah, he swam over to her. Going back under the water, he surfaced a few moments later. He grabbed her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist. Forcing them to both surface. He chuckled lightly, "You want to tell me what's going on with you, or do I have to force it out of you?" His tone was playful. He genuinely wanted to know what was the cause of her sudden change of mood. |
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Hannah heard the quiet clink of the bottle being placed on the concrete. Assuming he had left, she tipped her head back, letting her hair float in the water. Feeling the water splash over her, she leaned back up, a deadly look on her face. Hannah had assumed Sergio had left, but this wasn’t what she expected. She didn’t think he’d bother, she just thought he’d shrug it off and leave her be. It would have ended the night on a slightly calmer note, but Hannah didn’t know if it was one she particularly wanted it to be left on. Hannah turned to insult him, but felt him grabbing her. A shocked gasp left her as she heard his voice. Letting a smirk appear on her face, she turned in his grasp, her fingertips lightly tracing patterns on his chest as she looked up at him. Hannah didn’t know if this was even a good idea, it likely wasn’t being as though it was her idea, but it too late to turn back and she didn’t really care what he was bound to think of her after this night. Weirdly, things had always seemed to end like this or them. Hannah let her eyes drag over his features, from his chest, up to his jaw and back to his eyes. Smirking, she leaned in, her legs intertwining with his. Flicking her hair over to one shoulder, Hannah lowered her lips down to her neck, brushing her lips against his skin before nibbling softly on the side of his jaw. Whispering in his ear, her eyes shined with mischief. “Like I said, it’s none of your business” Hannah told him, before placing her hands on his shoulders and pushing him underneath the water, a smirk on her face as she did. |
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Sergio tensed at the sudden twist of events. He didn't remove his arms from around her waist, but he did loosen his grip on her. He watched her carefully, his facial features expressionless. He swallowed hard when he felt her lips on his jaw. His skin where her lips had just been, flamed. But within seconds his skin was cooled, as he was pushed under the water. He broke away from Hannah. After a few moments, he resurfaced, a glare on his features. He pushed his wet hair back again. He swam closer to her, his eyes narrowed. This time around he didn't grab her. "I'm making it my business. Quit fucking around and tell me." He challenged. He wasn't going to let her get off that easily, after experiencing her sour attitude. Yes, he was fooled by her antics and he was most certainly into it. However, she didn't give him a chance to return the attention. She'd probably only did it to distract him. It worked, that was for sure. He wouldn't admit it though. |
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Hannah grinned to herself, biting her tongue to stop herself from making a smartass comment like usual. She knew she was pushing him, but she could have sworn she had seen something on his face before she had pushed him under. Whether it actually was something or just her ego, Hannah didn’t really care to find out. She just needed to be careful with her next move, she didn’t want to over-do it, especially with the fact that the glare he sent her would have killed people less cocky than her. She smirked at him, cocking an eyebrow at him. Hannah swam over to him slowly, her movements careful, precise. “And I told you it’s none of your business, stay out of it” she taunted, a glimmer of anger in her eyes. Hannah stopped once she was right in front of him, looking up at him. She knew he’d never actually do anything to get her to tell him, but it was rather amusing pushing him to his limits. Besides, pissed off Sergio was hot. Not that she’d ever tell that to anybody, ever. Hannah would rather die than say those words out loud. “What are you going to do about it, tough guy?” |
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Sergio was being a hypocrite. The exact same thing happened between them, except he was the one being an asshole. He had to give it to her, he had no right to whatever it was. That wouldn't stop his curiosity though, he simply find a way to use it against her at some point. Maybe in the game. He was still undecided. Instead he rolled his eyes at her. He wanted to stay mad at her for a few reasons. One, for tricking him with her little stunt just moments ago. And two, for dunking him under the water. Lastly, for not telling him what was making her so mad, just moments ago. Sergio sent one last fierce glare her way, "Fuck you then." He smirked, before he sent a huge splash of water into her face. He quickly went under swimming further out, before Hannah could retaliate. He reached a deeper depth, so Hannah couldn't find him as easily. It helped that it was pitch black outside. That made his attire a little less awkward. He wasn't ever caught wearing so little clothing, unless he was with a girl he planned on sleeping with. That was clearly not the case here. Reaching the surface again, he looked back. The moonlight casted shadows onto his face, making his sharp features more prominent. Beads of water rolled off his bare chest and face. He slowed his speed, only swimming on the surface this time. |
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Hannah growled slightly, this was more of an effort than she had expected but it was worth it. Well she hoped so at least. The water soaking through her clothes, cooling the exposed skin of her stomach and chest. It wasn’t cold to be exact, the water was cooler than the warm air above. It was a good change, being as though she had been three seconds from getting into a fight before she had jumped into the water, Sergio who had closely followed behind her, would have likely been the victim of her anger, which wasn’t good with the fact he was definitely stronger than her, more skilled. Swimming after him, Hannah dived under the water, swimming in the direction he had gone in. She couldn’t see him anymore, thanks to the darkness of the night. She resurfaced quite a way away from where they had been a minute ago. Looking around, she spotted him. Smirking to herself, she dived back under and caught up to him, approaching him from under the water. Grabbing his waist, pulling herself above the water, inches away from him. With a smirk on her face, she looked at him, ignoring how close they were, how her legs had settled comfortably between his. “Well that was awfully disappointing of you. Here I was starting to think maybe you had a shred of the confidence you act like you have” she teased. |
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Sergio halted his movements when he felt someone grab his waist. He waited for Hannah to emerge, his eyes widen for a split second, seeing just how close she was to him. He relaxed though, giving her a bored look. He clenched his jaw. It seemed every time they were within close proximity, he lost track of his thoughts. Moments ago being a prime example, he fell right into Hannah's trap. He watched a single water bead slip down Hannah's lips. This distracted him to the point, he almost didn't catch what she had said. He clearly couldn't stay mad at her for very long, when moments like this happened. He snaked a muscled arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his body. He tilted his head slightly, "Confidence to do what exactly?" He questioned, his tone was low. He knew exactly what she meant, but he was suggesting otherwise. He was doing a pretty bad job at hiding his interest. Clearly he was distracted. Forgetting about the whole point of jumping in after Hannah, in the first place. Not even mad at her anymore. |
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Hannah raised an eyebrow at him, feeling his body against her. She looked away, stopping the grin that was bound to come through, before looking back to him, curious interest on her face instead. Hannah trailed her hands away from his waist, over his chest and off him, letting her hand fall comfortably on his arm around her. Looking up to him, she raised her head, letting her hair tip back into the water, flowing around her before she raised her head, pulling herself up above him. She knew she was definitely going to regret it, either physically or emotionally. Hannah didn’t really care what the aftermath of this was going to be. The moonlight shining down on the water covering her body, her skin lit up with the silvery rays. Looking down at him, Hannah extracted her legs from his, sliding them around his waist, her hand gripping his arm around him. Smirking at him, she lifted her other hand out of the water, intertwining her fingers with his hair. “I think you know what I mean, tough guy” she told him, chuckling softly as she watched him. |
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Sergio was quick to react to her, with his free hand he gripped her thigh, holding her in place. He glanced away for a moment, as their position only progressed, as if looking away would help him gather some sense. It didn't last, as he dragged his stormy gaze back to the girl, held in his arms. Her words and actions basically gave him confirmation that they were clearly on the same page. With that he wasted no time, he leaned down, burying his face in her neck. He began trailing slow teasing kisses down her neck, only stopping at her collar bone. He paid extra attention there, before he pulled away slightly. Satisfied with what he did. Moving onto her jaw, once again going at an agonizingly slow pace. Teasing her every bit of the way and leaving love bites along the way. He paused as he reached the corner of her lips. He pulled away, his eyes slightly hooded now. He smirked down at her. "Is that what you meant?" His tone was slightly husky, as he teased her. It seemed as if he could find many ways to taunt and tease her, even in a moment like their current one. This most certainly would have some kind of consequences later on. Did he care? Hell no. He wanted to focus on the now, not the later. |
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A small gasp escaped her as she felt him kiss her neck. Hannah closed her eyes, letting her head tip back slightly. Screw not letting him get to her, this was much worth whatever was going to come in the next few days. But that was the last thing from her mind right now, it was rather irrelevant. This was much more important than that. She refused to make a sound, knowing it’d give him the definite wrong idea. Despite starting and continuing this situation, Hannah wasn’t about to let him know just how she felt about the situation or him. Hannah looked back at him, her jaw clenched. She raised an eyebrow at him, before smiling dangerously at the water, looking back at him, an unfamiliar spark in her eyes. Keeping her voice low, she felt the water lapping against her waist, the feeling of his hands on her. Sliding her hand from his hair to his jaw, down to his neck. Hannah smirked, before pulling him to her, brushing her lips against his. The water rippling out from them in small circles. The darkness making the blooming marks on her neck darken. “You can do better than that, lover boy” |
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