"Ah," he pants into the space between them sharply when her mouth wraps around his neck, her teeth worrying at the skin over the thrum of his heart, skipping to keep up with building pressure curling in his core, drifting through his limbs and making them feel heavy and graceless. Her hips rock harshly against his, her hand in his hair offering no relief. The shift of her weight above him, the brush of her breasts against the plane of his chest, the details swim away from him before leaping back to sharp focus as he comes beneath her, body archng up from where it rests in the water. The pleasure rushes through him, leaving his fingertips tingling and his vision sparking with light.