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[attr="class","illie b"]maybe it's the rum or maybe it's the fact that he's stripping but she's squeaking, face radiating with warmth. her eyes are quick to dart away, to attempt to give him some modesty. only when she hears the telltale sound of water splashing against skin does she return her gaze. he's padding into the ocean by then, bottle of rum abandoned on the shores. oh, should she have left hers there too? whoops... guess it's going swimming!

her eyes drift toward the moon as his do, almost basking in the glow it provides. there's a calmness that is unique to the night, a sense of soothing comfort that the sun just doesn't fully provide. maybe it's the heat or the blinding rays but there's always been something about the moon and the stars that has her in awe. tonight is no different. perhaps it's even heightened, she muses as she tilts her head back to get a better look. his words fall on half distracted ears and she's sluggish in her response, in the way her eyes lazily return to his face.

"i see," she drawls. a small smile rises to curl at her lips as she fully abandons the moon in favor of glancing at him. when she diverts her full attention onto him, she's met with a surprising sight. light radiates from his palm, practically as bright as the sun, and she's momentarily stunned by the sudden glow. it takes a moment and a few blinks for her to focus once more. he's slow with his movement, starting at her ankles and drifting upward until she's able to follow it with a slight dart of her eyes. pretty, she hazily muses to herself. is that a party trick or something magical? perhaps both... although it doesn't matter, she's captivated by it. "how did you do that?"

and then, the brazen compliment catches her off guard and the skin of her face is darkening in color. it's a bright pink now, from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. her free hand tries to wave off the compliment, the other raising her bottle for half of a sip. a giggle follows before she can even fully remove her mouth from the bottle, the laugh half swallowed by glass. "you're too kind, really," she chimes. he's moving again and she's following, slowly drifting behind him. her eyes follow the movement of his hand, of the way the light dances across the water's surface. it's dazzling in a way she enjoys. "do you see anything?" her head tilts slightly with the question. he's shuffling deeper into the water and she's more than willing to follow, allowing the water to lap at her thighs. by the time he turns to wait for her to catch up, she's about waist deep in the ocean and grinning with a slightly drunken delight. "this is lovely!" although... she probably should have brought a bathing suit.