[Lockon had been expecting her to pull away, and starting heading back to shore, and his feet had even started to shift so that he could push off of the sandbar, but her action stopped him cold; he didn't even have time to close his eyes. It wasn't... ferocity, but he thought he felt a certain need behind the kiss that he had not yet experienced from her.
Once it had ended, he blinked at her, a strange tilt to his smile. It wasn't just that the kiss felt good, physically - though it did that quite well - but the timing of it, too. Lockon's tone took on that familiar, playful edge as he noted her words. That's what he'd said...] Okay, Lacus. [With that, he loosened his grip on her, and prepared to head back to the shore.]