Hotaru
The magic that had so easily set them down upon the beach now rises to help rinse away the sweat and sand they've accumulated on their skin, and Hotaru gives a pleased hum of contentment at the refreshing chill of the ocean itself. She will certainly have to clean more thoroughly later (and chastise herself for the lack of protection, despite religiously tracking her cycle) but it's a kindness he didn't have to extend.
His touch is warm and gentle, and she leans into it shamelessly, soaking it up. His smugness does not go unnoticed, but it's far from ill-received. Hotaru laughs softly and leans in to give him a slow kiss in turn, content to laze about on the beach for a while (maybe scar a few passerby natives) before they have to part again. "I'm looking forward to it."
- FIN
His touch is warm and gentle, and she leans into it shamelessly, soaking it up. His smugness does not go unnoticed, but it's far from ill-received. Hotaru laughs softly and leans in to give him a slow kiss in turn, content to laze about on the beach for a while (maybe scar a few passerby natives) before they have to part again. "I'm looking forward to it."
- FIN
You can touch me with slow hands
Speed it up, baby, make me sweat
Speed it up, baby, make me sweat
