i’ll have nighttime beach adventures if i want to ( rachel | chloe )

[deerlydeparted]

[ Inviting Chloe on this family trip to the beach was probably the best decision she’s ever made, even if it did take some charming and convincing. It’s just a shame that it took them so long to get there.

It’s already dark by the time they settle into their bungalow near the water, and her parents were pretty clear about waiting until morning for any actual fun, but Rachel’s feeling contrary and she isn’t about to let that stop her.

In the middle of the night after making sure her parents are asleep, Rachel slips into her bikini and covers up with her favorite black-and-red plaid. She sneaks over to Chloe’s bed—easy, since they’re sharing a room—and starts to gently shake her. ]

Hey.

[ When Chloe opens her eyes, she’ll be greeted with a familiar, mischievous grin. ]

Wake up, loser, we’re going swimming.

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[deerlydeparted]

[ Well, she may have ditched the sandals, but Rachel does remember to pick up her plaid off the floor before they slip out. Which is good, because the night air is a little chilly, so she leaves it on, unbuttoned.

She's not shy about getting her feet wet in the water though, making sure to leave her footprints everywhere as she goes. ]

Told you so.

[ As if Chloe could stay mad at her anyway.

Even if she deserved it, sometimes. ]

You'd think my dad would be sick of the beach, but he still drags us out to this place every year.

It's surprisingly not awful.

[ Most years. ]

[moshpits]

[ Chloe chuckles dryly, shrugging her shoulders. ] That's a cute family tradition. Mine mostly just involve hurling insults at each other.

[ She kicks at the sand, focused on Rachel more than anything. Growing up in Arcadia meant she's spent far too much time on the beach to be particularly moved by the sight of it -- but being here now, just her and Rachel and the night sky above, still manages to feel... new. Exciting in its own right. ]

... You know, if we went for a swim right now, we'd freeze our tits off.

[deerlydeparted]

[ There are typically plenty of insults to go around for the Ambers too, as Chloe's probably seen for herself on the ride over.

But Rachel smirks at the new mental image she's given. ]

Is that a warning, or a new kink you haven't told me about?

[moshpits]

[ Chloe bites her lower lip through a spreading smirk of her own-- ] Just letting you know that I'm gonna expect healing.

[ And she pulls off her shirt, to catch up to Rachel's state of undress. ]

[deerlydeparted]

[ Rachel runs a hand through her hair, mostly to move it out of her face after the wind had blown it. Her smirk doesn't waver, though, especially not with Chloe stooping wonderfully to her level.

Who was the bad influence on who, here? ]

Don't worry. I'm actually a pretty decent caretaker when I feel like it, you know.

[ Rachel grabs Chloe's hand and presses her lips against it, quietly admiring how bare her arms were now that she was without the shirt. ]

I'll kiss it all better.

[moshpits]

[ A shiver runs from the point of contact to Chloe's elbow, making her fingertips twitch. Her eyes flicker between Rachel's mouth and her chest, involuntarily, before she gets a hold of herself and drags them back up, reining her gaze in place. ]

... I'm holding you to that.

[ Angling her wrist just so, Chloe cups Rachel's cheek with her palm, softly brushing the pad of her thumb over full lower lip. ]

[deerlydeparted]

[ It's tempting to lick Chloe's thumb, just to get a reaction. God, it would taste so good, too, but Rachel opts for leaning into her touch instead, innocently resting against her palm.

It probably feels warm. Rachel herself feels warm, all over. That shouldn't even be possible, but leave it to Chloe to kick "possible" in the face. ]

Funny. Suddenly you don't feel all that cold.

[ She closes her eyes, as if to check again. They are still full of mischief when she opens them again. ]

...But this princess will still perform her duties, should the need arise.

[moshpits]

[ Chloe read somewhere once, how a cat meeting your gaze and blinking slowly is supposed to be a sign of ultimate trust. And when Rachel's eyes flutter back open from under long, dark lashes, cheek still cradled against her palm-- she finds herself recalling that factoid with distinct clarity, for some reason. ]

Check you out. A real servant of the people.

[ A moment's hesitation, and then Chloe decides to let herself indulge, leaning in to press a kiss to the edge of Rachel's mouth. Just a quick one, before pulling back.

She's very close to getting incredibly distracted, but she’s going to at least try and keep a lid on it, for now. Because Rachel says she wants to go swimming, and Rachel always gets what she wants. ]

[deerlydeparted]

[ Rachel closes her eyes, savoring the brief moment while it lasts. The way she feels, smells, and tastes...

It's not a stretch to say she's plenty distracted herself, but a combination of Chloe pulling back and the inviting ocean waves crashing behind her pulls Rachel back from her bliss. ]

Mmhmm.

[ She doesn't let Chloe pull back too far. She squeezes her hand as she nudges her head in the direction of the water. ]

So, are we gonna get wet or what?

sorry for my laaaate!! was out of the house for the past few days

[moshpits]

Hell yeah. Wet and Wild Arcadia Teens 3, coming right up.

[ Dumping her bag down on the sand, she shucks off her flip-flops and kicks down her jeans, bundling them into a half-assed ball to stuff into her bag. It's around that point, with her fingers hooked beneath the edge of her T-shirt, that it occurs to Chloe to be self-conscious again. ]

... You can go ahead.

NP!! i hope u had a good time ♥

[deerlydeparted]

[ With an agreement like that, how can Rachel not be excited? She aggressively throws off her plaid jacket, not even caring the way it flops into the sand, and just as she's all ready to go—

BAM, it's like she hits a wall. A wall of Chloe Price.

Which she normally would not object to, but... ]

Oh, come on. How have you not embraced your own hotness by now?

[ Rachel doesn't even think. The way she closes the distance between them is casual, but also fast. Chloe is given no time to protest when Rachel tickles her slightly-exposed stomach, fingers brushing against hers along the way as she reaches beneath her shirt. ]

<3 yeah!!

[moshpits]

[ Instinctively hunching into herself, Chloe makes a nose that's about 50% squeal, 50% squawk, and 110% mortifying. God, Rachel knows she hates when she does that. You don't fucking tickle Chloe Price. It's bad for her punk image.

She'd really like to say something snappy back, but it's the level of embarrassing you don't bounce back from that fast, so she settles for glaring at Rachel and grumbling: ]

I was getting it.

[ The shirt. Not the embracing her hotness thing.

... But she guesses she'll lift her arms up for Rachel, if she's already at it. Slowly, carefully, eyes narrowed. ]

No funny business, Amber.

[deerlydeparted]

[ Suuuuure you were, Price.

When Chloe lifts up her arms though, Rachel takes the cue and lifts up the shirt, laughing at the sound Chloe had made as it clears her head. ]

No funny business.

[ She repeats the request, and quietly presses the shirt into Chloe's hands as she leans in to kiss her on the cheek. ]

Only fun.