"I'm bored..." Jemsyn whined childishly, flopping down on his towel.
"Then get in the water!" Elara laughed as Aric splashed her. An idea entered Jem's head and he dashed into the water, wrapped an arm around Elara's waist and pulled her into a bruising kiss.
Pulling away for a gasp of air, Jemsyn smirked at Aric. A slow smile stole over the cathar's face as he firmly grabbed Elara's hips. Elara squeaked and stumbled against the waist-high waves as Jem pushed her right up against Aric's chest. The silt-darkened water hid all but the very top of the lower half of her bikini, so it wasn't exactly modesty Elara was concerned about when Jem's hands slid lower.
She squirmed under the mirialan's touch, but Aric held her steady, his fingers rubbing small circles against her pelvis, a deep, rumbling purr in his chest as he watched Jemsyn tear her apart with only his fingers.