[attr="class","matias"]a warmth grows within him, too, but unlike her he doesn't mistake his for lust. he knows what it is and he'll entertain it when he's ready. for now, it's far too easy to lose himself in her.

her wandering hand finds him; a muffled moan escapes from her touch. he's impatient as well, wanting more, so he shifts closer to help her.

a cloud rolls overhead, passing by to allow the moon to shine down upon them.

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales

His moan vibrates against her lips. It’s beyond enticing. It breaks whatever shred of restraint there is, she needs more. So, she takes what she wants, but not more than Proboards TOS will let her. Her lips leave his only for a moment to gasp. Much like his touch, it’s familiar but overwhelming enough to make her shudder against him. Her grip around him tightens and her fingers curl into wet hair when she dives in for more; a mixture of passion, insatiable hunger, and tenderness.

MATIAS SILPH

[attr="class","matias"]after, the currents threaten to pull them apart, but steady arms wrapped around her ensures he stays close. he catches his breath, breaking into a grin after. a chuckle escapes, genuine and warm as he kisses her.

"that was memorable."

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales

She basks in the security of his embrace and the aftershock of satisfaction that keeps the steady warmth inside her lingering. She holds him too, arms wrapped gently around his neck as they move rhythmically with the sway of the waves. Her breaths are deep, but steady. Eva laughs with him and smiles, “Yes it was,” much more memorable than any other night swim she’s been on. She lets her forehead rest gently against his, returning his kiss with a gentle one of her own. There’s a peace they’ve found that she wants to enjoy just a bit longer before heading back to shore and to his home.

MATIAS SILPH

[attr="class","matias"]it's tempting to stay out at sea. their bubble keeps them afloat, keeps them safe, and he'd succumb to it and stay trapped if he could. but he knows they'd have to leave eventually; their bubble will linger for the night, morning, and possibly day, so he decides to focus on the good.

after a while of simply floating, he breaks the silence:

"you're amazing, eva."

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales

It’s peaceful with him. For how centered around violence their history together is, that doesn’t seem to leech into the present. Where they find danger, there always seems to be a sense of safety. It’s something she notices, acknowledges, and realizes that’s how it’s always been. His deep voice breaks the silence. With no context besides the current situation, she assumes he means it in regard to their previous activities. She reciprocates with a smile and another kiss, “You are too, Matias,” she whispers against his lips, bringin a hand to rest lightly against his cheek. She means it beyond the scope of tonight, he’s continued to amaze and surprise her since they reunited in Hoenn.

MATIAS SILPH

[attr="class","matias"]he leans into her touch that seems to always illicit a warmth only she's able to. he breaks into a smile, then moves closer to rest his forehead against hers.

he can stay like this for as long as she wants to; he hopes it's a while.

"no rush at all...but the house tour is ready whenever you are."

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales

“Hmmm right, house tour,” she sighs, knowing they can’t stay like this forever. She pulls away a bit, turning her head to glance towards the shore. After a moment of contemplation, she grins, “Race you back?” she teases before applying just enough pressure on his shoulders to dunk him under water and wiggle out from his embrace.

Eva rides the waves into shore, eventually hitting shallow water and dry sand that clings to her feet as she starts searching for their pile of clothes.

MATIAS SILPH

[attr="class","matias"]she plays dirty, dunking him under the water immediately after raising a challenge. he sinks under, bubbles forming with a chuckle that's lost to the ocean. when he surfaces, she's already a fair bit away.

but he supposes he has only himself to blame. he should've seen this coming.

it's why when he finally catches up (he takes his sweet time wading through waters), she's already likely dressed. his expression breaks into a smirk.

"did i keep you waiting?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales

They had floated quite a bit, so it takes her longer to find the dark pile of clothes on the beach. She’s about half dressed when he finally catches up. She’s in the middle of hopping around and wiggling on her pants that stubbornly cling to wet skin.

“Hm, took you a minute. I think you’re losing your touch,” her tease comes with a smirk of her own as she finally finishes dressing and waits for the slow poke.

MATIAS SILPH

[attr="class","matias"]"maybe i just like making you wait."

to exaggerate, he's slow when he reaches for his clothes, but soon breaks into a chuckle, realizing he's too impatient to continue doing this. he shrugs on his clothes with difficulty, taking longer than intended through no fault of his own.

when he's finished, he extends a hand over towards her.

"ready?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales

“Oh really?” She laughs, rolling her eyes at the sight of his exaggerated slowness, “Likely excuse,” Regardless, she patient, and finds some mild amusement in watching him struggle to pull on his clothes. He missed the majority of her struggle. Though, the pants were the hardest.

She reaches out with her free hand to take his when it’s offered, “Lead the way.”

MATIAS SILPH

[attr="class","matias"]hand slipping into hers, he tugs her along, leading them across the beach instead of back where they came from.

the stars are nice tonight: bright and full of life, they litter across the night sky, shining and sparkling. the moon's equally as full; it shines down on them, casting light across the beach for as long as the skies allow it to.

eventually, a cloud rolls over, darkening for moments, but it passes as they arrive at his house.

it's a beachside house with stairs that lead directly down to the beach. its modern design showcases angular architecture with large windows that almost look tinted from the outside.

the wooden door unlocks and the inside looks just as one would expect. modern, comfortable, but it lacks personality. he's barely here, after all. but there are a few framed photos of his life in kanto.

"make yourself at home."

[attr="class","noodles"]Eva Morales