"To despise flowers is to offend God. The more beautiful the flower is, the more does one offend God in despising it. The tulip is the most beautiful of all flowers. Therefore, he who despises the tulip offends God beyond measure." The sounds of the ocean and Edward's voice reading The Black Tulip left her in a happy fog. It had taken a few days, but both were doing better. Edward had even made a snake free trip to get more plants for them to eat. She knew it was important to get rescued, especially after the storm, but she couldn't remember ever feeling as content as she did now in Edward's embrace listening to him reading classics.

"Are you sure you don't want to study English?" He asked lazily combing out her hair with his fingers. "Maybe it won't ruin your joy of reading."

"I've been thinking a lot and I really like it when you talk about marine life and I do love me some shark week."

"Very true. I've been quite impressed with your shark knowledge."

"Well maybe I could study marine biology too…ow" In his excitement he'd got his hand caught in a knot.

"You're serious?" She nodded biting her lip. "That'd be amazing. We could go to school together like my parents. They always talk about how much fun their college years were."

"Do you think I could get into the program?"

"If you keep your grades up at USF and do some extracurricular activities I don't see why not. I bet you could write a really interesting entry essay." He was practically bouncing in place. "Are you sure it's what you want? I won't be offended if you change your mind." She cupped his face calming him down and kissed him softly.

"Ask me again once we're rescued, but right now, yes it's what I want." She kissed his cheeks, nuzzling his beard. "There is something else I want right now too."

"I think I could help with that." He laid back and pulled her atop him. They hadn't had sex since his birthday, but it wasn't like she hadn't thought about it. Survival had just taken priority. She wanted to know if it would feel any different the second time, if it'd still feel weird at first, then really right. She just wanted to feel it all.

This time she stayed on top both panting as she sat naked astride him. She didn't know what to do in this position, but like before it felt right. It was a little weird at first, but then his thumb slid over where they met in the middle and rubbed her clit. It was exactly what she needed. Her hips started moving like they'd done this a thousand times before.

She cried out as her orgasm crashed into her. Her thighs burned, but she only rested long enough to catch her breath, before moving at a punishing pace up and down. His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her down as he too achieved his release. Panting she collapsed forward till they touched from chest to toes.

"Incredible." She whispered. "I had no idea it could be this good." She lifted her head to look at his face. He looked extremely proud, but kept silent. That was ok. He deserved the accolades. She couldn't wait to do it again.

And they did every waking moment that wasn't dedicated to survival. She was on top a lot because it was her favorite, but now that her back was doing better they did it with him on top too. They even tried is from behind, but she was too weak to hold herself up on her hands and knees.

She lifted her arms above her head stretching out from finger tip to tip toes. She squealed when he teased the hair under her arms.

"You know in some cultures they don't shave." She nodded, lowering her arms none the less. "Under arm hair prevents bacteria from forming and reduces friction."

"I'm still shaving as soon as we get back to civilization."

"Just don't do it on my account." She pulled her legs away from his wandering hands.

"Leave my body hair alone."

"Says the girl who won't stop touching my beard." She laughed, guilty as charged. The hair had softened, but she still loved touching where his smooth cheek met up with his hair. She hadn't found anything she didn't love about him and she hoped to keep it that way for now.