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neyswxrld · 10 months

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playing sloth

Mayday x reader (gn)

summary: Outdoor pools with Mayday!

warnings: making out in a public pool, a little spicy, 18+

word count: ~630

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a/n: this is the second fic for my advent calendar! i tried something different here and now i really want a hot bath with mayday

p.s. english isn't my mother tongue, sorry for misspellings!

You close your hand around Mayday's and slowly walk down the stairs into the pool.

As soon as your feet hit the warm water, you let out an excited breath before going in deeper, pulling him with you.

When you're deep enough, you let yourself fall a bit, enjoying the warmth around your whole body, and sigh, relaxed.

"Well, it really is warm," he notices, following you willingly.

"You thought I would lie?" you ask him, a playful smile on your lips.

He shakes his head with a soft look in his eyes. "Of course not."

Together, you make your way through the plastic curtain that connects the small pool entry with its main part outside.

As your face hits the cold air outside, you immediately shiver a bit, enjoying the warmth of the pool a little bit more.

The sharp contrast between the hot water and the winter air causes a foggy sight, making everything look magical and steamy.

The water is almost deserted, and only another couple your age enjoys each other's company in a corner opposite the entry.

Smiling, you turn around and let Mayday pull you to his chest.

"You can't say this wasn't a great idea," you say, appreciating his naked skin against yours.

"Didn't say anything else," he grins, coming a little bit closer again.

You put your arms around his neck, curling your fingers around his wet hair at his neck, while placing your legs around his hips.

"Already playing backpack, I see," he murmurs, but smiles. Carefully, Mayday puts his arms around your back too and situates himself somewhere against a wall so he can sit comfortably while you're sitting on his lap.

"Hmmm... I think it's more like playing sloth," you say, shaking your head and grinning at him.

Mayday looks at you with a raised eyebrow. "The mommas carry their babies on their tummies, not on their backs," you explain.

"So, I'm a momma now?" he asks, his eyebrow almost touching his hairline.

"No... But I'm your baby!" you say, almost excited, making him laugh quietly.

"Mh, yeah, sometimes you are just like a giant baby," he agrees, chuckling.

"Hey!" you protest, laying your hands on his cheek now.

"You can't say I'm wrong. Sitting on my lap like that. Like you can't find your own stool," he mocks you with playfully raised eyebrows.

"Fine, then I'll go and find my own chair," you start to pout, trying to push him away from you without much strength.

Mayday laughs, tightens his grip and holds you close to him.

"That was a joke, baby," he says, accentuating the last word.

You try to fight the smile that forms on your lips but fail miserably. "I know, silly," you grin, leaning forward at the same time, placing a sweet kiss on his wet lips.

The familiar tickle of his beard on your face makes you sigh as he deepens the kiss.

Closing your eyes, you pull yourself closer to him, enjoying the warmth of his body and the water, feeling refreshed by the cold air around you.

You share sweet kisses, smell each other's scents, and smile as soon as your tongues touch.

Mayday's hands wander around your body and pull quiet sighs from your lips, but they never go too far. You're in a public pool, after all.

You could have been sitting like that for the whole day, but Mayday decides otherwise.

You don't know if you're disappointed or shocked when you suddenly feel him moving forward and pushing you under the water with his whole body.

Coughing, you emerge again and look at him disapprovingly, trying to get the water out of your nose. "What was that for?"

"Thought we should take a break," he tells you, getting a little bit red around his nose.