[ that vision of them against the wall stokes an already blazing fire from that drink. it's so tempting, arousal lancing through his body, and for a moment he does think to roughhouse, switch their positions, do what he likes with her—

but she's still demanding, and the thought of this can happen any time does manage to permeate through his possessiveness. that, and his cock is halfway hard by now, and that hand dragging down his already sensitive body just to stroke him makes all of that tension release. she bites back and he shudders, sighs shakily, bites his lip right back.

he does chase her when she goes, leaving her wrap where it lies. he comes up behind her, winds his arms around her waist, slowing their steps as he kisses the nape of her neck. ]

Showin' yourself off where anyone can see ya'... You're askin' for me to pull you back into that alley. You know how fucking good you look.

[ he bites again, right above the laces of her swimsuit. i'm sorry but unless she carries him he's going to be infatuated and make this very hard. ]