By the Lake: Liam, Cheyenne, and later Cressida
Cheyenne wore a simple black two piece swimsuit. She was self-conscious of her figure, how thin she was, how her body didn't have as nice of curves as Natalia or Dana or, hell, even Sumi. Still, she moved through her classmates with a confidence that hid the fact that she had insecurities.
There was always so much to see on occasions like this where even the staff were stripping down to practically nothing and getting wet. Cheyenne could hardly believe it. She'd come with Cressida and had spent a lot of the time at the event in the warm heated areas, sitting with Natalia and Gil. They made catty comments about people, a few flirtatious waves, but otherwise enjoyed the show.
Cheyenne was on her way to do her own dives when she ran into Liam who was coming back from his. The werewolf was soaked to the bone, but it did nothing to dampen Cheyenne's interest in letting her eyes linger on his hot bod. Seeing him gave her hips more of a sway.
"You look cold." She gave a slow graze of her eyes down his body, pausing meaningfully on his trunks and how tightly they clung to his thighs and ass. And other male anatomy.