It takes a lot of self-restraint not to break focus when she feels Kisuke's muscles tighten underneath her, tempting her to pull back and observe his expressions in full. But there's something about his attentiveness that only encourages her to return the same favor in kind, slowly rolling her hips against the waves of tension that pass through his body, until he's suddenly heavy under her touch and the pace of his breathing breaks.

She pulls back then, smoothing both palms over his chest, then down along his sides, hands splashing faintly as they dip under the water to give Kisuke one final, selfish squeeze around his rear. "Hello, handsome," she murmurs, grinning as she leans a little closer, focusing on heavy eyelids.