Their skin slid together, soft and clean and comfortable. They shared the warmth and sighed in tandem, enjoying the touch of skin and sun. The towel beneath them was cool, the waves crashing and flooding towards them. Damp bathing suits did nothing to subdue their feelings for one other, and they both knew they would have another late night. Neither minded. The call of seagulls consistent and hypnotizing, they soon laid back on hot sand, sleep overtaking them. They kept close to each other, their skin reminding them — they were safe. Bodies touching, embracing, nightfall couldn't come quickly enough.