DISCLAIMER: Popular is the intellectual property of Ryan Murphy. I simply dabble in his sandbox, make his characters gay for each other and enjoy the turn on that follows.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is for mysensitiveside, who requested: "The silver moonlight spilled across her shoulders." I've also realized I need to stop describing Brooke as "lithe," because it's become a writing cliché of mine. I hate cliches, especially when it comes to my writing.
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Sam couldn't take her eyes off Brooke's lithe form. She was barely at the edge of the water, having shed her clothes on a dare from Sam. Sam was already in the water, up to her neck, floating as her toes barely touched the bottom of the lake. She was urging Brooke to join her, but the blonde was being shy.
"Come on, Brooke," Sam encouraged her, "It's not too cold."
"It's cold enough," Brooke replied, dipping her toes in the water and wrapping her arms around her breasts. Sam's eyes wandered down until they made their way back up her body and to Brooke's profile. "I can't believe I'm doing this."
"I can't believe you've never done it before," Sam laughed. For being naked around Brooke, Sam was incredibly calm. She wasn't thinking about the implications of what they were doing; she wasn't thinking about what would happen if they were caught, all she could think of was how beautiful Brooke looked as she took a few more steps into the lake.
The blonde was now up to her waist, covering her breasts with just one arm and letting her fingertips skim across the top of the water. Sam couldn't take her eyes off; she'd seen her half-naked before, not like this. Not so brazen and in the open, she'd never seen Brooke willingly give herself over like this. It wasn't something Sam would ever forget.
"You're right, it's not too bad," Brooke said, sighing. She still wouldn't look at Sam, so Sam decided to be bolder. She floated forward, towards Brooke and surprised the blonde by reaching for the hand covering her breasts.
"Come on, now," Sam urged quietly. Brooke finally looked at her, leaned forward and captured her lips quickly. As soon as it started, it was over. Brooke pulled back and rested her arms over Sam's shoulders. "See now? That wasn't so bad, was it?"
"No," Brooke smiled, shaking her head at her anxiety over skinny dipping, "Not bad at all."
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