Tidal Wave of Emotion (TAG)

[Gael Asturias]

Olivia, his beautiful little Russian rose, had lived rent free in his mind ever since that night they met. So much so that really, he hadn't really thought about hooking up with anyone else. He decided to wait until he could take her on that date to the beach. She seemed like a girl who'd like the beach, and he would certainly like the view of her in a swimsuit.

Gael had planned ahead for this encounter. He'd actually gone out and scouted out the area, found a nice, secluded part of the beach that would be perfect, and kept an eye on it, noting when there would be a lot of people and when there wouldn't. He even found a cave full of soft moss for when things couldn't wait any more and they just had to have each other, because if that first night and day were any indication, that would happen eventually. 

His bandmates honestly thought he was sick for a little while, and Mateo probably still did, with the way he was fixating on this one girl. He'd done this before though, right? He'd had girlfriends. He'd taken girls on dates. All very open relationships that didn't go very far, but it had happened before. This wasn't anything new. 

Right? Right. They were just teasing and overreacting slightly to his interest in this girl. 

He armed himself with a picnic basket loaded with various sandwiches and snacks, plenty of water, with a variety of options. He didn't know what she liked yet (except for his anatomy) so he wanted to play it safe. Another tote bag with towels, the shirt she'd thrown at him the other day, and suntan lotion, and he was knocking on her door. Shirtless, of course, the only clothing he was wearing being swim trunks, sunglasses, and a pair of flip-flops.

"Mi hermosa rosa helada, I am here to whisk you off to the ocean and show you all the delights it holds. Are you ready for me?"

Olivia Balich

[Olivia Balich]

Olivia was pissed. She was horny and hadn't had a decent lay since that prick took about 16 hours of her life of just straight-up fucking, eating, or sleeping. She ended up kicking him out at around 19:00 the next day so she could sleep and get ready for work, but that was over a week ago. She brought home several partners since then and each and every one of them failed to bring her pleasure as he had. She was livid.

When she heard him knock on her door and call out for her, she rolled off her current partner's face, pulled her up, and lead her to the door. She gave the woman various reasons why she was cutting it short, trying to be soft on the woman because she was talented with her mouth and also happened to be her classmate, but ended up explaining that the man at the door was the best lay she had, and she is frustrated as fuck. The woman, much to her surprise, just laughed and kissed her cheek before leaving the apartment with a smile. If the woman patted Gael on the shoulder and wished him luck, well that was between him and her, as Olivia was in the middle of pulling on his shirt, so she wasn't nude when she greeted him at the door.

When Olivia saw Gael with the items he had, she huffed and grabbed the waistband of his trunks and yanked him inside. "You devious kotyonok" She hissed, closing the door behind him and putting the bags off to the side before dragging him further into her apartment, all while stripping of her shirt. "I do not care why you here. We are dealing with what you ruined." She pulled his shorts down and pushed him onto her bed before she climbed on his lap. "And then we will talk about why you are here, da?"

--Roughly One Hour Later--

She sat at her kitchen table with a towel wrapped around her person and nursed on some water, watching a freshly showered Gael drink his own glass of water. She felt calmer and relaxed, something she realized she hadn't felt even before their first lay. It made her frown a bit, but she waved it away, deciding to focus on the man before her instead of pesky thoughts. She tucked her wet hair behind her ear and set her glass on the table. 

"So... you wish to take me on date to beach?" She asked, mildly confused. She's never been on a date, much less been to the beach. It seemed like a nice thing to do, but... the few times she been near large bodies of water, it made her nervous. Granted, she only saw the sea when she flew over it, but it still shook something in her. She wondered if it'll do the same thing if she went to the beach.

She focused back on Gael, with her lavender towel wrapped around his waist and how it looked lovely on him but was distracted with the thought about how she didn't even have a swimsuit, much less anything else one would need for a beach visit. "...but I do not have proper swimsuit or sandals? I have sports bra and shorts. Would those work?"

[Gael Asturias]

Gael grinned at Olivia in the towel. She wasn't one to wait around, she knew what she wanted and she took it. Not only did they take care of things in bed, but the shower had enough room for two, before she shoved him out so she could actually clean up, before letting him clean up himself. She was... wonderful.

"Si, rosa. I wish to take you to see the ocean and hear it crash and watch you play in the sand and sea in a skimpy swimsuit. Collect shells that are pretty, but not as pretty as you."

He shook his head when she asked if the sports bra and shorts would work. "No. No no no. The beach will wait, we are going to the store first. I get an extra treat today it seems."

He stood up, the towel around his waist threatening to come undone. He let it sit like that for just a second longer than it needed to before fixing it, letting it hint as to what was underneath, that she could have whenever she wanted if she just asked.

"Not only do I get to show you the wonders of the Oregon coast, but I also get to watch you model swimsuits for me in the store, because I will be buying you all the clothing you need to go to the beach. So! Rosa! You get dressed, and I shall get dressed, and we shall go shopping, and then we shall go to the beach, si?"

He was obsessed with this woman. He'd taken girls out on dates before, but... this was different. He felt like he wanted to make an effort to make sure she had a good time and a good and proper beach day, and this was all after a fuck. Usually the date was just to get into her pants, now he couldn't really care what happened.

Maybe Miguel was right and he was coming down with something. Like maturity, ugh.

Olivia Balich

[Olivia Balich]

Olivia looked at him, even more confused. "But... why would shorts and bra not work? They are very comfortable and do not chafe." She pointed out, thinking that he wanted to make sure that she wasn't harmed. She didn't understand the reasoning behind buying a swimsuit if she won't wear it outside of when he takes her to the beach. Especially if she didn't like the beach.

"What does skim-pee mean?" She asked, pronouncing the word slowly, having never heard it before. She didn't pay attention to the slight tease that Gael gave her, more focused on getting her answers than anything. She did get up, towel sturdy when she walked toward Gael so she can go to her room.

"I do not know what I need for beach. I never been... to my knowledge." She confessed, feeling embarrassed for not doing something that seemed like everyone has done before. "Do-do we need food? Towel, obviously. Um... that is all I know?"

[Gael Asturias]

Gael grinned. Oh this sweet Russian rose. "My dear, mi rosa, Skimpy is what you have on now. Very light clothing, very thin. Shows a lot of skin, muy bien, hermosa. Very little left to the imagination."

Gael snuck a kiss as she passed. "Rosa I have the food and towels and everything we will both need besides your own outfit, which we will get before going to the beach. I am committed to watching you have a good time."

He took her in again, letting his eyes wander, and while he adored the naughtier parts of her body, he found his eyes drawn to her face. To her eyes. Her sweet rosebud lips. Everything about her he loved, the wonder and mild confusion on her face. He wanted to see it shine, to light up in joy.

Why wasn't he focused on the sex with her? He wasn't sure. What he was sure of was this woman was taking over his mind and he was here for it.

"Mi rosa, Olivia, today is for you and making you feel amazing, having you experience something new and wonderful. I will make sure you have everything you need for it. You don't have to worry with me around. Not about anything."

Olivia Balich