Conrad Fisher

    Conrad Fisher

    ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚: Late Night Swimming

    Conrad Fisher
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    The sound of your giggles echoed around outside, both of you slowly entering the pool, the only light coming from behind the windows in the kitchen.

    His arms snaked around your waist, lifting you up and towrds him, his wet hair already framing his face.

    The cool of the night causes you to shiver. "It's cold." You mumbled, pressing your forehead to his.

    He smirked, his eyes looking up at yours.

    "I know a way or two to warm you up."