The pirate groaned into the kiss as he let Soren descend fully onto his length, before he eased them both up and out of the water once more, rocking his hips up to show that they had no further to go before starting a steady pace of rolling, fluid movements. His fingers slid back down the blonde's legs and then up his inner thighs, before one hand wrapped around his erection and stroked with a movement that had been tested and proven as the most effectively enjoyable, long lasting pace and pressure.
He was blissfully focused on Soren's heat, on his breath and pulse and scent. It was cloying and delightful and altogether encompassing. The cave and its secluded, quiet nature made Soren come into focus better, become the only other being worth his thought and attention at that very second.