Iskra
A breath sucks in tight and sudden as her traces the path of her hand, cock twitching with anticipation. The feint immediately washes out the heat with a cold gutter, and he tosses her a dismayed look, breath skipping out on a scoff even as her hand claims his. "I'm greedy," he grins. "I want it all, when it comes to you." Claiming any part of her for his touch is always welcome, and the temptation of her other reach is forgiven and forgotten when her laughter sweeps over him as thoroughly as her cannonball wake. It doesn't diminish the desire, but thoroughly distracts it with a different version of comfort and contentedness.
Were they not already stripped and laid bare beneath an equally nude sky, he might have been fine to just keep bobbing along the ripples with her, aimless. Yet he is no less roused than before, and as the calm creeps in and the flush starts to settle, he finds the opening he's been in need of. "I do," he throws out the instant after her words finish, grip kept with her one arm as he twists around in the water. Rolling off his back and onto his stomach, his free hand rudders for control as his legs sink, toes gripping for an anchorhold on the nearby wall they'd drifted towards. He's as quick as he can manage through the free floating, his one hand cupping her cheek and chin for a moment, palm sealing wetness to her in his rush. He leans over her to steal an upside-down kiss, sealing the theft against her mouth with an unhurried pressure that searches for depth and as much time as he can take from her like this. His beard inevitably will tickle her nose, droplets rolling off his neck against her eyes and forehead, and the break that has to come with end in a short, joyful laugh. "All mine."
Were they not already stripped and laid bare beneath an equally nude sky, he might have been fine to just keep bobbing along the ripples with her, aimless. Yet he is no less roused than before, and as the calm creeps in and the flush starts to settle, he finds the opening he's been in need of. "I do," he throws out the instant after her words finish, grip kept with her one arm as he twists around in the water. Rolling off his back and onto his stomach, his free hand rudders for control as his legs sink, toes gripping for an anchorhold on the nearby wall they'd drifted towards. He's as quick as he can manage through the free floating, his one hand cupping her cheek and chin for a moment, palm sealing wetness to her in his rush. He leans over her to steal an upside-down kiss, sealing the theft against her mouth with an unhurried pressure that searches for depth and as much time as he can take from her like this. His beard inevitably will tickle her nose, droplets rolling off his neck against her eyes and forehead, and the break that has to come with end in a short, joyful laugh. "All mine."
I can see the sunshine for the first time in a while
It's like I've been baptized by the warmth of your smile
It's like I've been baptized by the warmth of your smile
