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Summer Rain
1 ReviewsAnd yet another fic for all the Andy lovers out there...[short story]
DISCLAIMER: only the rain is real.
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It's one of those lazy summer afternoons where you're lying sleepily next to him watching him while he’s distracted reading a comic book.
You look outside the window and spot ugly gray clouds beginning to form in the sky. Naughty thoughts invade mind. Soon it's raining -buckets!
You turn to him and demanding, “Shower time!”
“What?” He's too busy reading his book so he isn’t really paying attention.
You stand up, tug his old Metallica shirt down and drag him out of bed.
“Come on Andy! I won't ask twice!” You warn.
“Ugh, please. Can we do this later?” He mumbles while standing up and pulling the waistband of his sweat pants.
“Noooooo!” You squeal grabbing his hand and take him out of the room.
He thinks you're heading to the bathroom but instead you walk past it and reach the back door.
“What the f-” He starts, while you open the door and run freely into the backyard.
“Coooome, it's great!” You shout while soaking happily under the pouring rain.
“No way!” He yells from the door.
You continue to dance around the yard and just don't hear him.
“Come in right now; You're gonna’ catch a cold!” He advises but you still don't seem to care.
“Why don't you come catch me instead?” You incite. Suddenly you're six again and you feel like you can jump on mud puddles for a living.
His t-shirt starts clinging to your wet body showing off all your curves.
“Dang!" He growls. He puts his glasses aside on the coffee table and runs to you.
You try to escape his grasp but he holds you by the waist steadily in his loving arms.
“You're crazy!” He sighs resting his forehead on yours.
“I know... but you still love me!” You tease softly.
“I do.” He murmurs admittingly and leans in to kiss you.
You feel his hot mouth contrasting with the fresh rain and it feels good, really good.
Now the two of you are dripping wet and his drenched pants do nothing to hide his desire.
“Come, let’s take a shower.” You invite eagerly.
“I thought we were showering already.” He mocks.
“Well, sort of… this is a nature shower.” You laugh.
Both of you walk into the house wrapped in each others arms, not really caring about the floor getting soggy.
Oh summer rain, always makes you wet allover.
THE END
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a very special thanks to the lovely BRITTANY MCMILLAN and her incommensurable help with beta-reading.
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It's one of those lazy summer afternoons where you're lying sleepily next to him watching him while he’s distracted reading a comic book.
You look outside the window and spot ugly gray clouds beginning to form in the sky. Naughty thoughts invade mind. Soon it's raining -buckets!
You turn to him and demanding, “Shower time!”
“What?” He's too busy reading his book so he isn’t really paying attention.
You stand up, tug his old Metallica shirt down and drag him out of bed.
“Come on Andy! I won't ask twice!” You warn.
“Ugh, please. Can we do this later?” He mumbles while standing up and pulling the waistband of his sweat pants.
“Noooooo!” You squeal grabbing his hand and take him out of the room.
He thinks you're heading to the bathroom but instead you walk past it and reach the back door.
“What the f-” He starts, while you open the door and run freely into the backyard.
“Coooome, it's great!” You shout while soaking happily under the pouring rain.
“No way!” He yells from the door.
You continue to dance around the yard and just don't hear him.
“Come in right now; You're gonna’ catch a cold!” He advises but you still don't seem to care.
“Why don't you come catch me instead?” You incite. Suddenly you're six again and you feel like you can jump on mud puddles for a living.
His t-shirt starts clinging to your wet body showing off all your curves.
“Dang!" He growls. He puts his glasses aside on the coffee table and runs to you.
You try to escape his grasp but he holds you by the waist steadily in his loving arms.
“You're crazy!” He sighs resting his forehead on yours.
“I know... but you still love me!” You tease softly.
“I do.” He murmurs admittingly and leans in to kiss you.
You feel his hot mouth contrasting with the fresh rain and it feels good, really good.
Now the two of you are dripping wet and his drenched pants do nothing to hide his desire.
“Come, let’s take a shower.” You invite eagerly.
“I thought we were showering already.” He mocks.
“Well, sort of… this is a nature shower.” You laugh.
Both of you walk into the house wrapped in each others arms, not really caring about the floor getting soggy.
Oh summer rain, always makes you wet allover.
THE END
=]
a very special thanks to the lovely BRITTANY MCMILLAN and her incommensurable help with beta-reading.
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