James was, to say the least, astonished with just how good a surfer Kendall was. You wouldn’t expect some guy that previously lived in the middle of nowhere to know so much about surfing. Sure, Kendall wasn’t able to surpass James in all James would call his “radness”, but he was a close second. If there were more of them, then that’d be a good thing.
They made it back to shore and released a few laughs and whatnot.
“Yeah right,” he replied settling next to Kendall on the sand; propped up on his forearms. “You were blown away. That’s what had you wiping out so much,” he teased.
He took in everything around them once they were quiet. The beach wasn’t crowded at all; thank God. The weather was nice; just as you’d expect Californian weather to be. And scenery was just breathtaking. From the valleys afar, the sun setting just over the horizon and the sun-kissed face of the person laying beside him.
It just seemed like the perfect moment to make a move. Kendall had practically set himself up. So James shifted, until he was supported by one arm and drew his hand towards Kendall’s face to caress it. He stared into Kendall’s eyes, while rubbing circles on his cheeks before diving in.
James captured Kendall’s lips in a gentle, yet, passionate kiss. His tongue ran across Kendall’s bottom lips for entrance and he got it. His hand came up to tangle itself in Kendall’s wet tendrils, clamping on as he deepened the kiss. He couldn’t control himself at that point. In a matter of seconds he found himself looming over Kendall and removing his hand from his hair to trail down his neck, past his collar bone and stopping just above his right nipple. In a foggy haze of lust, he wondered whether or not to go for it, but upstairs brain decided to go surfing so it left him no choice.
He played around with Kendall’s nipple, rolling between his index finger and thumb. He gave it a slight pinch, just to see how Kendall would react.
Kendall just snorted, scrunching his nose a little as he shook his head. “Sure it was, James,” he turns his head towards James, looking up at him. “Keep telling yourself that.” He stares at James longingly, just for a little while, with a grin slowly forming on his face. Truth of the matter was, he did wipe out a lot because he was “blown away.”
He chuckles lightly once more, as he rolls his head back to face the sunset-colored sky, feeling the ocean breeze and breathing in the salty air, feeling completely relaxed and happy. Kendall is extremely glad that he brought James here, and he hopes that he’s enjoying his time just as much as he is. Together. His eyes begin to close as he keeps taking deep breaths, unaware that James had gotten closer to him.
He suddenly feels rough, yet gentle hands on his face, and that’s what shot his eyes open, only to instantly meet with James’ hazel eyes. The next thing he knows, he feels, is James’s soft lips over his own. He allowed James’ tongue slip past his lips, into his mouth, instantly wrapping his own tongue over James’. He removed one of his hands from underneath his head, only to run it behind James’ neck, gently gripping the damp hair there, trying to contain a moan or two.
He kept kissing James hungrily, pushing his head closer down, if that were even possible, getting caught up in the heat (ooc: so tempted to put ‘of the moment’ omfg i’m sorry). He felt James’ hand start to make his way down the side of his neck slowly, past his collarbone and resting on his chest. He gasps, into James’ mouth, as he rolls it between his fingers, easing the grip on James’ hair and letting his hand trail down to his upper back.
When James slightly pinches his nipple, all efforts of holding back a groan were lost. He groans into James’ mouth, his chest slightly rising up at the pinch, asking for more, or harder, and breaks the kiss for a few seconds. “J-James,” he whispers, their mouths merely centimeters apart as Kendall’s hand trails further down James’ back.