~what is up with you guys and the pool requests haha
This was not the version of Marco Polo you remembered from your childhood. Oh, Suho had asked innocently enough if you wanted to play the pool game. So you wadded into the pool, to the shallow side and watched Suho do the same. Then he said he’d be it first, which you didn’t have any reason to argue.
Until when Suho had caught you and with one eye open he told you that once you were caught you had to discard a piece of clothing. You were about to protest, but the look on Suho’s face told you he didn’t expect you to. So when his eyes widened as you slipped off your bottoms, you knew you were going to win whether you actually won the game or not.
When the two of you were as naked as the day you were born after a couple of squeals and splashes, suddenly there was no reason to play the game and more of a reason to explore the bare skin available. The water clung to Suho’s hair as he tenderly pushed his lips against yours. His skin was warm from the physical activity and you boldly pressed your body against his.
Suho blushed adorably as your bare breasts brushed against his own. “Ar-Are you sure?” He asked, worry clinging to his tongue.
You banished it by lowly stating in his ear, “I’m ready.”
Suho raised you easily up and then down as he slid into you. You hummed as he filled you and the water swooshed gently as the two of you fucked in the pool like it was no bodies business.