Hotaru
Such a small, harmless lie...surely, all things considered, Hotaru can forgive him right? She flicks the droplets of water clinging to her hands at him in admonishment, but the shadow to her eyes and the slant of her smirk perfectly parallels his own. He has won her forgiveness this time, if only by virtue of his...assets. As he swims closer she bobs where she stays, too confident and in control to inspire a game of chase. But his admission is like blood in the water, and she grins as her fingers play with the hardness beneath his now-annoying shorts. "Yes, you have. You'll have to make it up to me now won't you?"
There's not much else to say when he's regaining his equilibrium, struck through as he gently tucks her hair behind her ear. Selfishly romantic heart squashed beneath her lustful heel as she ignores it for favor of meeting his lips as the waves rock them together. Hands coming up to tangle in his wet hair as teeth nip and lips suck to try and encourage Loren to open up and give her more.
There's not much else to say when he's regaining his equilibrium, struck through as he gently tucks her hair behind her ear. Selfishly romantic heart squashed beneath her lustful heel as she ignores it for favor of meeting his lips as the waves rock them together. Hands coming up to tangle in his wet hair as teeth nip and lips suck to try and encourage Loren to open up and give her more.
You can touch me with slow hands
Speed it up, baby, make me sweat
Speed it up, baby, make me sweat
