International "I think I'm chafing" day! challenge! CLOSED
FAQ (Please Read. It changes each time!)
Q. WHY?
A. Water + our heroes = AWESOME!
Q. Is it really International "I think I'm chafing" day!?
A. Better question: Why are your soaking wet heroes still wearing clothing?
Q. How does one participate?
A. Any fandom, any pairing (or no pairing!), any genre and anything that closely resembles those ( Read more... )
Q. WHY?
A. Water + our heroes = AWESOME!
Q. Is it really International "I think I'm chafing" day!?
A. Better question: Why are your soaking wet heroes still wearing clothing?
Q. How does one participate?
A. Any fandom, any pairing (or no pairing!), any genre and anything that closely resembles those ( Read more... )
"But only if you go down as well," Avon added. He wasn't quite sure why he had said that.
Cally was sure she had heard wrong this time.
"You are agreeing to go? And you want me to come down with you?" The tone in her voice indicated her confusion.
"Yes. ORAC can handle the teleport." Avon wasn't the kind of person to back down once he said something. "I am sure the wardrobe room must have swimwear in your size."
"Very well, if that will persuade you to go," she agreed. "I will meet you in the teleport room in ten minutes."
"Agreed."
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When Vila, Cally and Avon teleported onto the surface of the sand bar, Dayna and Tarrant couldn't believe their eyes. Dayna's jaw had dropped. It was not just because she was surprised Avon had come down to join them.
There were no signs of the torture he had suffered at the hands of the Federation interrogators. The advanced medical facilities of the Liberator had been very good at both healing his wounds and removing any visible marks.
Dayna thought he looked beautiful in his black swim trunks. He had a lean muscled look which reflected the years of active living. She was determined that he should get wet.
"You are very beautiful Avon."
"So are you." Avon didn't know what else to say to this wild girl. She was a vision of beauty in her skimpy golden bikini. Her wet skin glistened under the bright sunlight.
"Come into the water."
"I prefer to stay on dry land," Avon told her. "I do not like watersports."
Dayna remembered he had said that to her on Sarran.
"Avon," Cally decided to try something, "If I go into the water as well, would you join me?"
Avon looked at her and then at Dayna. They were two beautiful and very determined women. And they both wanted him to go into the water with them.
Perhaps a pleasant diversion is what I need, Avon thought. And a different set of memories. He nodded. They both headed into the water.
Tarrant and Vila were starting to feel jealous that the girls were paying all of their attention to Avon. Tarrant challenged, "How about a game of water volleyball? Me and Vila against you, Dayna and Cally?" The boyish Tarrant looked very handsome in his dark blue swim briefs. The water slid down his sleek body as he stood up in the water.
Without asking if Avon agreed, Dayna said, "You're on."
Tarrant had all assumed that because Avon did not like watersports, that he couldn't be any good at them. As Avon would have told him. It is dangerous to assume anything.
Avon proved to be an excellent swimmer. In the water he moved with grace and power. Dayna thought he was even more beautiful with his body all wet. Tarrant's blue swim briefs almost came off at one point as he wrestled Dayna for the volleyball. How he managed that, none of them knew but Dayna thought he also looked very pretty wet and almost naked.
The water volleyball match was not even a real contest, it was a slaughter. Both Tarrant and Vila were thoroughly wet in more ways than one by the time they conceded defeat.
Dayna and Cally thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Avon even looked as if his icy reserve had melted a degree or two.
Afterwards they shared a pleasant picnic on the sandbar. They felt more comfortable with each other than they had ever had before.
After the meal, as they lay on the sand, staring up at the clear blue sky Cally asked Avon, "I thought that you didn't like watersports?"
"I didn't."
Cally noticed the use of the past tense.
"Then why?"
"Anna loved the water," he explained. His voice was quiet and he had a faraway look in his eyes.
Cally was shocked, "I'm sorry, if we had known…"
"Don't be sorry. You helped me make new memories today. Ones not associated wth Anna. And beating Tarrant and Vila was immensely satisfying as well. Thank you."
The memories of that wonderful day-a day when there had been no thought of danger or of being hunted-helped carry them through the many difficult times ahead.
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