A Bit of Jealou-sea | SWIMSUIT SEASON

Toro had already set up a space on the white sand beach with an umbrella, chairs, and an ice chest filled with water bottles and some sodas in it. Sunscreen and aloe in one of the pouches of the chair. Sandwiches and fruits that he made personally to avoid having to go back to the resort to eat. He was currently carrying a beach bag that Soda had filled with a beach towel, hat, her phone, sunglasses, for any perfect photography session. She told him she would change in one of the tent stalls once they got to the beach, wanting to do a grand reveal.

He was already in a swim trunks with the Milkmen’s logo on the corner of one of short's leg. He didn’t know that it… lifted certain parts of him. Hence him using Soda’s beach bag as a shield to hide it. The suit was new and he didn’t have time to shop for one when Soda had dropped that she had made a reservation at this resort.With his other hand, he was guiding Soda to their spot. “I woke up a bit earlier this morning and got us a good spot before any other Moos.”

Quite proud of taking the initiative to set this up for her, he watched her grow giddy as she ushered him to lower her bag. Placing it on the chair, she dug through it, pulling out a suit and swimsuit cover. “I’ll be right back, Toro! You’ll love my suit!” He chuckled as he watched sand fly behind her as she went into a tent stall to change. Reaching for the sunscreen, he started to apply it on him. The heat seemed to absorb into his fur when came out on the beach.

Slowly, but surely, he watched other Moos come down with their beach supplies and pick their spots, excited for some surf and sun. He spread out her towel on the sand and had her special sun tan lotion ready to put on her when noticed the flaps of the tent stalls opened to reveal Soda. In a frilly, off white, two piece swimsuit. Exposing skin and fur that she normally covered under whatever cute outfit she wore every day. Her clothes hung over her arm as she sauntered up their spot… When two younger bulls stopped her and started to talk before she could continue.

Ready to go intimidate them, he stopped when she laughed and twirled around to show them her swimsuit. His fingers curled around armrests, the wooden arms groaning from his strength. She was cute, but she wasn’t his. Hell, she probably wants someone younger to have fun with at the beach then someone like him. Toro sighed and leaned back in the chair, watching the interaction in case they started to get handsy with her. They had one encounter in Cybele’s Garden together and have hung out, but she hadn’t explicitly told him she was looking for a relationship.

If she did want that, it would have to be a conversation they would have to have. He just turned twenty-eight for Cybele’s sake! The only thing he had going for him is a successful strip club! Reaching into the cooler for water, he watched as Soda. One of the bulls started to reach for her and Toro saw red. Water bottle crunched and thrown in the sand, he stomped over there, towering a bit over them with horns glinting off the sun. He placed a hand on each of their shoulders.

“Are we bothering the lady? Specifically, my lady friend?” He growled out the last bit, digging his fingers into the meat of their shoulders. One look and they both scurried off, Toro gave her a sheepish grin and rubbed the back of his head, feeling like he may have let his jealousy and anger get in the way of getting them to leave her alone. “Sorry about ruining your fun, I thought they were starting to bother you.” He was a little taken aback when she started to giggle. “I didn't think you were watching me. You must like my swimsuit.”

She gave a twirl in the sand and showed off her swimsuit, the frills going up as her momentum did. She gave a cute pose for him, winking all the while. “You'll have to take some photos for my portfolio! I got the newest…” She continued as Toro calmed himself, he had reminded himself, Soda was not his girlfriend. They were friends as far as he knew, he would watch out and protect her. But things being unsaid were starting to get to him.

“...Will you take a few pictures for me? I wanted to post some while we were here.” Soda asked as she handed him her phone. He just nodded, she spread out her blanket and positioned some name brand items around it. Toro got a few good shots and snuck a couple of candid shots. Those he enjoyed, it showed the real Soda without her trying to be a model and just being her in the moment.

“Alright fashionista, let me get your back with some of your lotions. Don't want you cooking in the sun.” He told her, digging out the recommended minimum that Hamish said she should use when sunbathing. When she offered her back, he did knead it gently while making sure it rubbed into her fur and skin. Hearing her soft little gasps when he felt a knot in her muscle had him swallowing and trying to hide how it turned him on, gritting his teeth, he pulled away.

“There ya go sugar. Back is fully protected.” He had little left on his finger and did a stripe from her forehead to the tip of her nose. “Now be sure you get yourself coated well. I have aloe, but I don't think you want it after it has been sitting in the cooler.” He rubbed the rest on his calves, getting his sandwich that he made and taking a bite out of it. While he ate, he was mulling some things over in his head as Soda did some selfies and enjoyed the sun.

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“C’mon old man! You're slipping!”

“Daft twat! I think that would be ya!”

Toro saw Hamish, asking if he wanted a little horn locking on the beach. He needed to get some aggression out and knew Hamish could handle it. They were both big bulls, that first clacking of horns got a few beach goers attention and eventually a crowd around them. They all shuffled when they got too close to the crowd. He forgot how much he had fun with this when they were kids, the scars proved it.

Eventually, a whistle and the lifeguard, Robin, was her name, broke up their play. Both bulls gave playful shoves before departing. A lady from the crowd follows close behind the Good Doctor, leaving Toro chuckling. Unless he knew she was clean, Hamish wouldn't think about spending the night with her.

“Hey Toro.” A familiar voice called out to him to reveal Dolly, the local librarian in a dark red one piece with a gothic looking umbrella to protect her fair complexion from the sun, which was now setting. “Must say, looks like you were having fun in more ways than one.” Pink eyes glanced down at his swim trunks, which he didn't want to have attention drawn to as he felt a blush cover his face.

“Ah no! I didn't know when I ordered the suit- why am I explaining this to you? I'm off the clock Dolly. I'm not planning on doing any dancing of any kind while I'm on vacation.” Toro told her firmly, making sure he made it a point that he wasn't looking for company. The albino Moo sighed, “that's a shame, I had a spare room card if you were interested.”

He felt small hands circle the crook of his elbow and saw Soda was leaning against him, looking up at him with big eyes. “Hey Toro? Do you have our room key? I want to charge my phone.” He picked up the chairs and umbrella from the beach with Soda dragging the cooler behind her with her beach bag on her shoulder. Toro softened his eyes as dug the card out of his trunk's zipped pocket.

“Sure sugar, I'm coming, I was just thanking Dolly here for the compliment.” He told her, which caused Dolly to raise an eyebrow as she watched the two Moos head towards their room. She watched as they talked and took the elevator, “oh boy. This will be interesting to watch when we all go back to Bovine Bluffs.”