Come on and put your hands on me in my skin tight jeans...

[conesoldstober]

When; Thursday evening
Rating; PG-13 for youthful shenanigans
Characters; Howl Jenkins, Amy Pond, and WHOEVER ELSE EVER WANTS IN
Summary; Who cares if it's a school night before exams? Howl's got his hands on beer and there is drunken beach tomfoolery to get up to.
Log;



text;
dad forgot to lock the liquor cabinet again. see you at the peer around 10



action;
[If anyone hits up the beach this evening, they'll find that scrawny Welsh kid soaking up the end of the day rays, mirrored sunglasses perched on his nose. A cooler is next to him, contents carefully guarded until the beach clears out.]


[ooc: Open beach party log! Feel free to assume your character was included in the text, or just have them stumble by and join in. Everyone is welcome!]

Comments

[waitedforyears]

[ She's shivering again; pressing closer against him. This time, it has a little to do with the weather, at least. ]

Hmmhm. [ Humming against his lips, fingers on his hip and dipping under the seam of his pants at the back, just barely. ]

[conesoldstober]

[Oh, well that. He feels like that gives him free license to tug at the strings of her top, undoing them in a frankly expert fashion.]

Much better.

[waitedforyears]

[ Weren't they going to go inside for this?

That's all right, though, she'll just kiss him a little harder, hand wandering over his side and closer to his front. ]

[conesoldstober]

[Hands slide up around her neck now. He does something particularly distracting with his tongue and there's an expert twist with his fingers and suddenly her top is being pulled off and tossed away. Sorry if it lands on anyone.]

[waitedforyears]

[ Her next breath is more of a moan; that thing with his tongue— he should do that again.

Pulling back for just a moment, lips red and pulling into a smirk. ] You better be able to find that again later.

[conesoldstober]

Why? I like you better like this.

[waitedforyears]

Still gotta go home at some point.

[ Now come back here and kiss her again. ]

[conesoldstober]

Not until we've been in the water again. [Mumbled into her mouth since pulling back=underrated.]

[waitedforyears]

If you promise to warm me up after.

[conesoldstober]

I think that's something I can manage.

[And now he's shucking out of his own swim trunks one handed. Because swimming. Obvious.]

[waitedforyears]

[ Hope you don't mind that she's sneaking a good, long look. ]

So, we doing this, then?

[ Because then she's going to get up now. ] Race you in?

[conesoldstober]

[She's only human after all.]

Oi! You got a head start!

[Trunks get kicked the rest of the way off as he makes a beeline after her into the water.]

[waitedforyears]

Should've been faster then!

[ Throwing herself into the water with a shriek and a lot of laughter. ]

[conesoldstober]

Bloody hell! That's a shock to the system. It was still warm an hour ago.

[waitedforyears]

The sun was still out an hour ago. [ Splashing at him. ]

[conesoldstober]

[Splashes back. Don't start a war now, Pond.]

[waitedforyears]

BUT WHY NOT? ]

[conesoldstober]

[Because now you're getting charged at and tackled into the water.]

[waitedforyears]

[ she comes up spluttering and still laughing. ] Wanker.

[conesoldstober]

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[waitedforyears]

Why wank if you can get someone else to do it for you?

[conesoldstober]

Is that an offer?

[His hands find her waist under the water and start tickling.]

[waitedforyears]

Not if you tickle me, it isn't. [ Pushing at his chest. ]

[conesoldstober]

You're no fun.

[waitedforyears]

Excuse you I'm a lot of fun.