Jeremiah couldn't agree, he liked it too much to think it was a bad idea. He tightened his hold on her and kissed her. The intensity of it coursed through his whole body. Poseidon was smug and enjoying it just as much as his mortal vessel. It was Demeter and everything between them had always been good. Intense and passionate. It had always been that way with them since the beginning of creation.
He forgot about everything except for her, kissing her like it was the most important thing in the world and in that moment it was. She felt right in his arms and Jeremiah cursed his inability to stop it. He didn't want to. "Alice." He breathed, realizing that the water was cold and as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Poseidon warmed it significantly around them.