Cuddling with Ayla in the Apollon cabin, it was empty because of the events going on it was pretty much Apollon kid galore. Though alas she is under you, her eyes closed as her sun kissed face lays in the sun, as if she’s a flower feeding off the bright sun rays.

Her pink lips purse out as she stretches her body and hands out, her back arching upwards as she lets out a groan of relief. Her hands fall back into your locs, massaging your head with her manicured fingers.

“It doesn’t hurt to go outside…” her honey sweet voice seemed sweeter than the taste of her vanilla lipgloss. You would never think to like the smell of vanilla, or a lot of things for that matter, it all changed when you met Ayla and suddenly they became your favorite things…

“The sun is warm, and I’m sure the lake is refreshing…” why would you need the sun when she was infront of you? she was your sun.