Tiar & Kennedy | Duncan's boat - Anchored in a private cove on the lake
That little noise of surprise almost made Tiar laugh, but the way that Kennedy responded to the kiss immediately after kind of pushed the 'funny' right out of his mind. Instead it was replaced with pleasure. He'd been so worried, so anxious...fuck, so angry, that she'd left him to deal with the possibility that she'd died; that the relief of the siren being alive was something like emotional euphoria to the merman. Tiar wanted to both wring her neck, and press her lithe form back into the bunk at the same time.
At that moment the latter desire was the one in the lead. The young man hungrily pulled the smaller girl to his body, hands rising up her back to press her softer curves against his harder body; all as their mouths warred with one another. Tiarnach bit at the siren's bottom lip which caused her to gasp, and took the opening to slip his tongue into that sweet little cavern.
Tiar really had no idea how long that lasted, but when they finally took a second to catch their breath, he knew that the way he wanted Kennedy in that moment was probably pretty damn inappropriate considering what she'd just been through. The more animal part of his brain was screaming at him to just fuck her senseless, but the more rational and responsible side spoke up, "You should call one of your sisters. I made up an excuse four days ago about how you couldn't come to the phone and then turned the power off. I'm surprised one of them hasn't tracked my ass down somehow."
Oh yes, Kenny should definitely do something other than look absolutely beautiful and desirable and a like a snack he wanted to eat. Ugh, he was being so.....Osric right now.