<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Damien || <strong>Location:</strong> the beach || <strong>Tagged:</strong> Thea</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1266.photobucket.com/albums/jj529/marconidrake/marco_zpse82dc209.jpg)</div><br/>Damien had spent most of the morning out on the sands, soaking in the sun and the sweetness of his last conquest. In the back of his mind, he briefly wondered if he should fear becoming addicted to his time on the island - ever first that first visit, both a disaster and an eye-opening experience, he had come back several times. Each one, longer than the last, with more time spent pushing himself between happy, young couples, shredding their bonds and vows with an almost gluttonous glee.<br/><br/>That moment of self-reflection did not last long, however. His eyes were on the horizon, watching the brilliant colours spread across the sky as the sun dipped down into the ocean. Attention was pulled away when he heard the sound of sand shifting under someone's feet, turning to spot the young woman making his way along the beach.<br/><br/>She seemed to also have her eyes on the landscape, which gave him all the time he wanted to take her in. The slender form hinted at by the light tank top. That lovely plump ass displayed so well in those shorts. He could already feel it held in his strong hands, twitching as hips were pinned underneath his own, two heated bodies crushed together.<br/><br/>He has to bite back a grunt at the lovely image. Shifting some in his seat, his strong muscles chest rolling some as he pulls himself up from the lounger, eyes having not left her form. He waits a moment more, to make sure she doesn't have anyone coming to meet her, before he makes his approach.<br/><br/>He moves near silently on the sands. Damien's eyes fall on to the small slip of paper sticking out of her back pocket. A map. Freshly-arrived to the island, he would guess. That beings a further smile to his lips. Soon, he is close to Thea. Just close enough that she might feel the shade of his body's heat once he brushes by, coming to stand at her side.<br/><br/>"Beautiful sight, isn't it?"<br/><br/>Asked as he looks up towards the sky, where the moon is beginning to crest over the horizon. Full and bright, throwing its light over the glittering water.