Imagine being a sorceress and Arthur Curry and Orm Marius disturbing your vacation thinking you were up to no good.
You lowered your sunglasses from your eyes as the two men stumbled out from the water, seemingly out of nowhere. No one else seemed to notice that they hadn’t been here a moment ago, too distracted from the good looks of the two men. You couldn’t blame them, yourself. This kind of setting was exactly the type you had seen in your dreams - hot sun, golden sand, and two gorgeous men here just for you. “Well hello,” You purred, looking between them. “What did I do this time?” “That’s what we’re here to find out,” Orm said, straightening himself up. You smirked, and beckoned them over with your finger, then patted the beach chair next to yours. “I may be guilty of a bit of flirting with the cabana boys and having too many pina coladas, but I thought that was reasonable, considering. Though now that you’re here, some mischief can begin.” Arthur and Orm looked at one another, and then over at you. Arthur’s thick eyebrow was raised in confusion. “You’re not controlling the people in the island to service you?” He asked. You let out a laugh at that. “No, of course not. This is a resort, darlings. They’re paid well for their services.” “Where’d you get the money?” Orm finally asked, and that’s when you put on your innocent face, pulling one of Bruce’s credit cards out of your purse. Arthur let out a laugh, and took the seat next to you. “In that case, I”ll have one of those fruity drinks,” He ordered, putting up a finger to one of the server-boys. Orm looked more on the edge, but he eventually took the seat next to you, attempting to relax. Now the vacation just got more interesting.
Requested by: Anonymous
