No, they shouldn't be starved, but with the storm meandering unnoticed overhead and the springs to themselves Evie feels ravenous. And though the water around her is like a phantom touch that he directs and orchestrates like a masterful conductor, nothing can compare to the heat and pressure of his hands as they chase after those teasing, not-quite-enough motions. That is what she truly craves.
Well, that and the grin that she can feel spreading across his lips. It's infectious, and for a moment their kiss is more teeth than tongue or lips, helpless in their happiness.
Using the water to lift herself more easily, Evie wraps her legs around his waist and squeezes slightly with her thighs to perch there and kiss him from a slight elevation. One hand remains threaded through his hair, but the other descends between them to caress his neck and down over his collarbones, nails lightly teasing as they descend towards his sternum. Taking the chance to bite down on his own lip now that he is hopefully distracted.
Well, that and the grin that she can feel spreading across his lips. It's infectious, and for a moment their kiss is more teeth than tongue or lips, helpless in their happiness.
Using the water to lift herself more easily, Evie wraps her legs around his waist and squeezes slightly with her thighs to perch there and kiss him from a slight elevation. One hand remains threaded through his hair, but the other descends between them to caress his neck and down over his collarbones, nails lightly teasing as they descend towards his sternum. Taking the chance to bite down on his own lip now that he is hopefully distracted.
