[ it's reckless to do this here, and yet the thought only spurs his actions further. he loves the sea and he thinks he's dangerously close to loving this girl, too. that particular thought he files away to ruminate upon another time — a time when alina isn't mostly naked in his lap, the gauzy blue fabric still draped her around doing little to hide anything. his throat goes slightly dry at the sight, wanting to commit this moment — and every moment with her — to memory. ]
Do you have a better place with a better view in mind? [ her fingertips find their way into his mouth, a hum of appreciation rumbling in his throat as he wets her fingers. he pops out from beneath the wrap, craning up to kiss her jaw and then her lips. ] Not even my veranda can compete with this.
[ when she loosens the string of her bikini it's all the invitation he needs, now sliding his fingers past the warm softness of her lips before his hand disappears between them, easing between her legs to find her already warm and willing. if anyone walked in on them now nikolai would likely have a good laugh about it, but only after his annoyance at being interrupted. he hasn't had nearly enough time with alina since this accursed vacation began, and even before that, things have been slightly unsteady since her discovery of his scheming with zoya. he knows alina is not comfortable with it and never will be, and sometimes he thinks it sits like a weed taking root between them, one that they keep trimming but can't fully pull out.
it manifests in small but noticeable ways, like alina being more covert with any work regarding aleksander as if she fears nikolai will find a way to use that in his plans. she's allowed him to disappear from time to time, and it bothers nikolai just slightly that the ever-loyal mal always seems to occupy his space when he's gone. and then there's the issue that his entire family treats alina as if she's some sort of pauper he found in an alleyway. all of these things have cast a line of tension through their relationship, though he wouldn't say things are bad. far from it. but there's a distinct difference between their honeymooning of before and the reality of their present, an ever-shifting balance as nikolai feels more and more of his shortcomings are revealed.
but she's here despite all of it. two fingers sink between her legs as he coaxes her mouth open with the tip of his tongue, gently tracing the cushion of her lips before pressing his tongue into her mouth. his hand moves steadily, a breath cascading against her mouth as his own desire mounts. ]
Should we be quiet? [ his mouth forms a smile against her lips. ] I think we've earned a bit of misbehaving.
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Do you have a better place with a better view in mind? [ her fingertips find their way into his mouth, a hum of appreciation rumbling in his throat as he wets her fingers. he pops out from beneath the wrap, craning up to kiss her jaw and then her lips. ] Not even my veranda can compete with this.
[ when she loosens the string of her bikini it's all the invitation he needs, now sliding his fingers past the warm softness of her lips before his hand disappears between them, easing between her legs to find her already warm and willing. if anyone walked in on them now nikolai would likely have a good laugh about it, but only after his annoyance at being interrupted. he hasn't had nearly enough time with alina since this accursed vacation began, and even before that, things have been slightly unsteady since her discovery of his scheming with zoya. he knows alina is not comfortable with it and never will be, and sometimes he thinks it sits like a weed taking root between them, one that they keep trimming but can't fully pull out.
it manifests in small but noticeable ways, like alina being more covert with any work regarding aleksander as if she fears nikolai will find a way to use that in his plans. she's allowed him to disappear from time to time, and it bothers nikolai just slightly that the ever-loyal mal always seems to occupy his space when he's gone. and then there's the issue that his entire family treats alina as if she's some sort of pauper he found in an alleyway. all of these things have cast a line of tension through their relationship, though he wouldn't say things are bad. far from it. but there's a distinct difference between their honeymooning of before and the reality of their present, an ever-shifting balance as nikolai feels more and more of his shortcomings are revealed.
but she's here despite all of it. two fingers sink between her legs as he coaxes her mouth open with the tip of his tongue, gently tracing the cushion of her lips before pressing his tongue into her mouth. his hand moves steadily, a breath cascading against her mouth as his own desire mounts. ]
Should we be quiet? [ his mouth forms a smile against her lips. ] I think we've earned a bit of misbehaving.