Last Stop

[Nox]

Swimming had a certain appeal. It was hot. His jeans were sticking to his skin but the question seemed more rhetorical than anything. Nox sighed when he saw they surfer bleeding as he emerged onto the sand. Fuck! He hadn't meant to hurt the guy.

But it seemed Dane had answered his question without really saying so. Nox watched as the power clipped the poodles lease and ran for freedom. Nox remembered his little pup at home and smiled. The smile turned to laughter as the dogs owner took off after it. She bounced in all the right places and a few that weren't.

Nox watched Dane's gaze linger on a man lying in the sand. His skin looked freshly oiled up. Nox grinned and sent a small weave of air towards the man. A tiny cyclone of dust and sand blew past the man sending sand over his body and beach towel to get stuck in the oil he'd slathered on moments before. "The water looks enticing."


He didn't care if they went swimming but that would be a short end to the one beer he was allotting himself. Last thing Nox wanted was to get wasted with a man he didn't know. He could feign tipsy well enough and he could easily keep his beer full though Dane wasn't like the other people he'd done the same with, he could tell when he used his power.