<div class="floatright">(https://serving.photos.photobox.com/277508118fae33e9878408ba4b679834f6d3290b178ca359d25b24e2a905268b432403b5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Axel Morrison. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289260.msg14209341#msg14209341)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28.<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black Swimsuit.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-Morning.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Checking out the pool.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amelia | Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Every bend she made revealed just the right amount of curve or just the perfect peek at cleavage that she was teasing him with minimal effort. With his swimsuit tight to his legs because of the water, it was rather difficult to hide the tent within them, especially when she followed his suggestion to come sit between his legs so he could help dry her. Truthfully, it was a calcuated ask on his end. An excuse to touch and explore without making him or her look too...eager, on camera right away.<br/><br/>Most people shied away from that. Too morally good to admit that when someone is this attractive, you fucked them first and thought about everything else later. His legs surrounded her and closed in just a bit so he'd hold her in place, the insides of his thighs and knees pressing together on either side of her own legs while his hand picked up a towel. He'd bunch it up slightly, and begin dragging it down the side of her neck softly to erase droplets of waters, slowly shifting the path down her back to make a small trail of comfort.<br/><br/>"An unpredictable date could be pretty fun." He chimed in after a second to think, head tilting curious as an interested hum escaped his throat. "Is that the yoga where you're all pressed up into the other? That could be pretty fun too, certainly satisfying in some regards." A laugh quickly followed, his free hand helping to swipe across the skin of her shoulder slowly to cover for what the towel missed. "Though honestly, I'd be just as satisfied with drinks in a hammock by a beach. I could have fun in just about any situation, you know? If the person I'm with is right."<br/><br/>He was oh so subtly referring to her, but of course they'd picked up on each other's little games and flirts at this point. He'd drop the towel in her lap then, a quick smirk upon his lips. "My turn." He'd suggest a bit playfully, as he thought on her final question, and it took him a second to figure out an answer he was satisfied with. "I suppose I can be a bit basic-- I like dancing, a club perhaps if we weren't here, but rented out. Music without a DJ, all the drinks, just me and my date with a club of our own. I suppose in the context of where we are? Dancing on the beach then, and the hammock from earlier. And lots of tequila."