When he laid back, he looked at her on his chest, his eyes bright. He cupped her neck easily and pulled her forward into a kiss. It was full of the desire he felt right at that moment, nothing felt better than touching her. It had always been something like this with them. A game of chase, catching her and enjoying every moment they could before she ran away again. Her name fell from his lips, Greek as Poseidon coaxed the goddess back out and then a simple Alice as he realized that he wanted them both. He was beginning to forget to make the differentiation. It was the same person.
"Come here and let me touch you." He said as his free hand drifted down the length of her side, across her back. Suddenly their plan to watch tv was tossed out and he wanted more. Whether it was Poseidon or Jeremiah, it was unclear. A mixture of both just as Alice was. "I can't seem to get enough of this."