The water between them felt suddenly warmer.
Every careful restraint Sol had forced into place since the moment she first undressed began to fray at once.
The reminder of Kira and Zeyra, the calm acceptance of those relationships, the explicit declaration that she neither wanted nor required the same careful handling… he felt it all hit the locked-down hunger in his gut like a spark landing in dry tinder.
Hearing that, the emotions he had been trying to suppress finally broke all of their restraints.
Sol's hands moved down and settled firmly at her waist beneath the surface, fingers slowly spreading over the soft skin of her bare hips.
The contact was not polite or careful by anything, in fact it was as possessive as it could get..
