[ Thankfully the gentle rock of the ocean waves is slowly easing them back towards the shore, so he won't have to keep treading water for long.
Not that she's really taking any notice of where they are in relation to the beach, he thoughts are clearly focused on other things. On the press of his body against hers, warm in contrast to the cool water, on the taste of salt and water and Peter as she parts her lips, tangling her fingers further in his hair as she deepens the kiss. On that familiar, wonderful feeling of tingling warmth rolling through her whenever they kiss, or touch, or whenever she thinks about him in her more private moments, wondering what it would be like if he ever made good on any of the suggestive jokes he makes.
She would love it, the part of her mind not currently occupied by making out with Peter realizes, if he did make good on those jokes. She wants him to. It's sort of a wonderful, freeing realization- just one that goes unsaid for the moment if favor of, well, continuing to make out with Peter. ]
haha happens to the best of us!!
Not that she's really taking any notice of where they are in relation to the beach, he thoughts are clearly focused on other things. On the press of his body against hers, warm in contrast to the cool water, on the taste of salt and water and Peter as she parts her lips, tangling her fingers further in his hair as she deepens the kiss. On that familiar, wonderful feeling of tingling warmth rolling through her whenever they kiss, or touch, or whenever she thinks about him in her more private moments, wondering what it would be like if he ever made good on any of the suggestive jokes he makes.
She would love it, the part of her mind not currently occupied by making out with Peter realizes, if he did make good on those jokes. She wants him to. It's sort of a wonderful, freeing realization- just one that goes unsaid for the moment if favor of, well, continuing to make out with Peter. ]