Nudely Interrupted

Used to keep it cool, used to be a fool

It's clear now that her plan all along has been to leave him for dead out here. He can devise no other explanation for the reason she winds each leg around him like a sea serpent, hoisting her hips against his with nothing but a layer of saltwater keeping them separate, as if his erection wouldn't be tearing through cloth right now should it still remain. "Flora," he hisses a warning as she dangles herself above him like the worst temptation. The brush of everything he wants in this moment ghosts past the tip of his more than willing cock, it's a wonder even to him that he doesn't just plunge into her, and it's that uncertainty of continued restraint that has him hooking an arm beneath her and hauling her higher up alongside him.

"I'm not optimistic I can hold myself back from you," he grumbles, the want wound so tight through him each breath fights for effort to make it back in. "Especially not when yo—" but his voice clips short as she shifts, tilting back into the arms of the tide in full. Everything he hungers for bows forward like a veritable feast, and in response he dips low, chin hitting the water in a ripple of blue as he cranes down to groan against her chest. "A sadist, too," he accuses, teeth grazing across the inside of her breast in reprimand.

Her grip tightens around him, the added coil of her need on top of his sure to strangle him, or sever an entire limb. Whatever it takes to relieve this pressure and end the suffering, honestly. "Who?" he barks out, incredulous now as he beats back the creep of insanity that's mounting in force inside him. The one that's whispering to him to just have her here, outcome be damned. "The fish and the kelp??"

Kaisel

All about the bounce in my step