Ava rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. "Really? This is the most important thing for you?" she smiled, raising an eyebrow. "Sad... Really sad."

Victor playfully stuck his tongue out at her. "No, not sad. I was promised food, and I want it. Because putting up a tent is exhausting and you wouldn't want me to die of dehydration and starvation, now would you?"

Ava brought a finger to her chin and narrowed her eyes, pretending to think. "Well, I don't know about that. Let me think for a second," she teased, a small smile forming on her lips.

Victor's mouth dropped open in fake shock. "I put your tent up, I was promised a cookie, so I refuse to let the cake be a lie!" he exclaimed dramatically. "Miss Smith, I demand my cookie, otherwise there'll be consequences," he said, smirking at the last bit.

Ava raised an eyebrow, grinning at his words. "Consequences?" she said, fixing him with her eyes. "Like what?" she asked, her grin turning into a smirk.

Swiftly he closed the gap between them, pinning her to the tree. "Like I might 'forget' that today we're just friends and might start teasing you. I do love your sexy reactions when I start my teasing. Like when I softly kiss your neck," he told her softly.

Ava gasped slightly as he suddenly pinned her to the three. Her eyes widened, as she glanced around, to make sure that there was no one too close. "What are you doing?" she asked. Okay, this approach was hot and that could probably be seen in her reactions, but the place and time were totally inappropriate. "Stop doing that!" she whispered. "At least for now..." she added, a small smile creeping on her lips.

Victor shook his head, pressing his body slightly harder up against hers. "But that's what makes it so fun. The whole point that we might get caught at any minute," he murmured, his lips brushing her ear.

Ava tried to push him away, but she couldn't. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as his lips brushed her ear. "No," she murmured back. "We not might get caught. We will get caught. And I don't want that."

"There's a chance we won't be," he murmured huskily into her ear. "Everyone else is at the lake, having a swim. It's just you and me," he added, giving a nibble on her earlobe.

Her breath quickened, as she put her hands on his chest. Yes, this was hot. Even hotter, because it was risky. "I don't want to risk that much," she murmured, actually enjoying this approach. "If you would be just a little bit patient..."

Victor raised an eyebrow. "And why would I do that when I could have you all to myself right now?" he teased, caressing her neck teasingly.

Ava smiled slightly, raising an eyebrow as well. "Because I don't want to," she teased, a small smirk forming on her lips. "If you are in the mood for something, you can go to the river. There are plenty of hot, almost naked girls there," she murmured teasingly, her lips almost touching his.

Victor looked over his shoulder for a moment to make sure they were still alone, his fingers stroking up her bare arm. "But I don't want those half naked girls. I want the fully clothed one right here," he murmured, smirking slightly.

Ava chuckled softly, passing a hand through his lovely hair. He was being so nice and sweet, and the most interesting fact was that she liked that. "Wow, you prefer a fully clothed girl instead of four almost naked ones. That's a change," she teased, raising an eyebrow.

Victor raised his eyebrow. "And what's that supposed to mean?" he demanded jokingly. "Besides, being fully clothed leaves plenty to the imagination, so it's more teasing, and anyways, you're way sexier than those four," he told her, his words kind of muffled as he placed kisses on her neck.

Ava giggled slightly at his words, her hand remaining in his hair. He was so sweet and she felt so good. "Oh please," she kept teasing, rolling her eyes. "Have you seen Maddy? She's like the hottest brunette I've ever seen. And she's got the sexiest swimsuit. So don't give me that bullshit," she smirked slightly, curious of what his response was going to be.

He raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Ooh, Miss Ava, don't tell me that you have a little crush for our CSI?" he teased her. "Sounds like the words of unrequited lust right there." He kissed her neck once more than straightened up, looking at her than brining his lips close to hers but not touching. "And anyway, maybe I prefer blondes instead."

Ava raised an eyebrow, gasping in fake shock as she heard his words. "Unrequited?" she asked. "Who said it was unrequited?" Her hands moved from his hair to his chest, as she slightly grasped his shirt. "Why, are you jealous?" she smirked.
As he brought his lips close to hers, she stared down at them, unable to look into his eyes. "You do?" she asked quietly, a smile creeping on her face.

Victor just smirked, shaking his head slightly. "Jealous? Who, me? Not at all. Just thinking how hot that'd be, is all," he replied with a casual shrug. He smirked when she couldn't look in his eyes. "You couldn't tell?" he asked teasingly, pressing slightly harder up against her.

Ava chuckled slightly at his words, rolling her eyes. "Perv," she teased with a grin, slowly shaking her head.
She kept staring down at his lips, gasping slightly as he pressed himself harder against her. Their lips were almost touching, yet none of them was taking this step. "I don't know," she murmured, her breath quickening. "Brunettes are pretty hot too."

"Hey, I'm a guy. What do you expect from me?" he teased defensively. He smirked hearing her soft gasp. "I think I may just have found your preference," he murmured, his hand sliding up her t-shirt and resting on her waist.

Ava bit her lip, looking up into his eyes for a moment. Many times, she still found herself hypnotized by them. Her hands remained on his chest, as she swallowed hard, feeling his hand on her waist. "Victor..." she murmured softly. "The river...I-It's not far away, they might see us..." she tried to protest.

He smirked at her feeble protests. "Yes...But they won't. Your hot brunette is busy with charming blondie, and the others are having too much fun to either notice or care. So you're all mine," he told her softly before pressing his lips against hers.

She wanted to protest again, but he crashed his lips against hers. So, she just couldn't pull away and kissed back, one hand moving again on the back of his head, the other one gently touching his cheek.