Despite the lack of clouds in the sky, the summer heat wasn't overbearing. The air was warm and dry with a gentle breeze rustling your hair. In front of you the clear water of the ocean glittered under the sun. It was the perfect day to be on the water. Work had been particularly stressful the past few weeks, an onslaught of paperwork and Wanderer outbreaks. You had spent an entire evening unloading all of your frustrations on Sylus as he sat and listened, gently rubbing your back. He had suggested a day on his yacht to unwind.

"Your yacht?"

"Yes, it's been a while since I've taken it out anyway."

"You have a yacht?"

"Yes, kitten."

Of course Sylus had a yacht and of course it was the largest yacht you had ever laid your eyes on. To be fair, you hadn't seen many yachts in your life so you weren't sure what the average size of one was. However, you were sure that Sylus' was above average. Well above it.

You watched him walk towards you down the dock where the yacht was stationed. He had asked you to meet him here so he could make sure everything was prepared for the both of you. What preparations he had to oversee you weren't exactly sure but you were excited to find out.

As Sylus made his way towards you, you took the time to appreciate him. Today he was dressed in white board shorts and a black button down, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Normally you would scoff at someone wearing a collared shirt to go out on the water but Sylus managed to make it look equal parts casual and elegant. He looked expensive, as usual, sunglasses resting low on the bridge of his nose. Confidence radiated from him with every step he took closer to you. No matter how often you saw him you would never get used to looking at him. Each time felt like seeing him through new eyes.

Suddenly you felt a wave of nerves wash over you, overly aware of the way your swimsuit cover up was wrinkled and the way your hair was tangled from the breeze. No matter how much you tried you were never able to be as put together as him. He seemed to revel in that fact though. Even now as he came to stand in front you, he reached out to smooth the hair on the top of your head with a grin on his face, "It seems a disheveled kitten has gotten lost on the docks."

You swat away his hand, "Not everyone can look like they just walked out of a high fashion magazine."

"This look suits you." Sylus grabs the bag resting on your shoulder, "Don't worry though, sweetie. Even with your hair in your face you still look better than me." His free hand grabs yours, intertwining your fingers, and pulling you towards the yacht at the end of the dock.

You nudge him with your elbow, "Whatever you say, Mr. Sweet-talker."

He huffs out a laugh and squeezes your hand, "Are you prepared for our day of relaxation?"

"Do you have to prepare to relax?"

Sylus shakes his head, "For most people I would say no. For you and I though, yes."

He was right, of course. The large tote bag he was now carrying for you was filled with various sunscreens, an extra pair of clothes, a water bottle, and some snacks. Sylus had been intentionally vague when you asked what spending a day on a yacht entailed. There was no doubt in your mind that he would have all of the things you brought along and more but packing your bag calmed you down.

"I would feel more prepared if you told me what you had planned." The two of you arrived at the end of the dock, standing in front of the ramp that lead into the yacht. The size of it was even more imposing now that you were closer.

Sylus slung your bag over his shoulder and put his hand on your back, gently pushing you along with him as he began walking up the ramp. "There are no plans today. That's where the relaxing comes in."

As you stepped onto the deck of the yacht you were met by an older man dressed in all white. He extended his hand towards you, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'll be your captain today. If you need anything please don't hesitate to ask. My staff will be happy to assist you."

"Staff?" As you looked to Sylus, a woman came up beside you both with a tray. On top of the tray sat two flutes of champagne. Sylus grabbed the glasses and handed one to you, "You didn't think a boat of this size operated on it's own did you?"

You shook your head, "Believe it or not, I have no frame of reference for this sort of thing."

"Well, I'm glad I have the chance to change that." Sylus turned his attention towards the captain, "We can head out now." The captain nodded at Sylus and walked off to what you assumed was the control room.

As the yacht began to move out, Sylus took time to show you around. Every new room left you more speechless than the last. There was a bar, a dining room, a bedroom, even a pool which you found redundant given you were on the ocean. It was the most jarring example of Sylus' wealth you had experienced thus far. While you felt out of place you were mostly touched he wanted to share these luxuries with you, that he felt you were worth all of this and more. You were determined to enjoy every minute of this day.

After your tour of the boat, champagne lightly buzzing through your body, you and Sylus went to settle on the bottom deck. The deck was positioned at the back of the boat and had various lounge chairs and couches. At the edge of the boat there were steps down to offer easy access to the water when the time came. You settled on the edge of a chair and closed your eyes, taking in the feel of the wind under the warm sun. There was an inexplicable serenity to being on the water and you hardly ever had the opportunity to do so.

As you reveled in the cool breeze brought on by the yacht's movement across the water, Sylus came to stand in front of you, blocking the sun from your face. You cracked one of your eyes open, "I was enjoying that sunlight."

He pulled his sunglasses on top of his head, "And I am enjoying you." Sylus winked and moved to sit behind you, one of his legs on either side of you. "If you're going to enjoy the sun you need to put on sunscreen." He placed his hands on your shoulders and squeezed gently.

"And I suppose you'd like to help me with that."

You could hear the smirk in his voice as he replied, "You know me so well, kitten. I'm nothing if not helpful." His hands moved down your back and forward to the tops of your thighs where the hem of your coverup rested, "You'll need to take this off."

Goosebumps rose across your skin and you fought to hide the shiver that ran through your body. Of course Sylus would take every opportunity he had to tease you and of course you enjoyed it but you refused to admit it. You were thankful you had your back to him so at the very least you could hide the blush that would undoubtedly rise on your cheeks. You pulled the coverup off over your head as quickly as possible, trying to keep the movement from seeming sensual in any way. Sylus grabbed it from you and placed it behind him, his hands now resting on the bare skin of your back.

The swimsuit you had chosen to wear was a bikini more revealing than you were used to. You had Tara to thank for that. After she saw the one piece you had planned to wear you thought she might personally burn it to keep you from ever wearing it again. She was quick to point out that Sylus, who she knew as Skye, had already seen every inch of your body, which made you regret ever telling her about the night you spent with him. She was right, of course, but you had only been with him like that once and it was in the cover of night. Now you were more exposed than you had been in front of him under the brightness of the sun, every bump and blemish visible to him. It was impossible to not be nervous.

While you were caught up in your thoughts, Sylus had reached into the bag you brought to grab a bottle of sunscreen. After squeezing some in his hand he spoke softly behind you, "It might be a little cold." You quietly nodded your head and he began spreading the sunscreen across your back and shoulders. His hands moved slowly and gently on your skin, occasionally running under the straps of your swimsuit. As he rubbed the sunscreen up and down your sides, his fingertips softly brushed over the edge of your breasts. There was no stifling the small sigh that escaped your lips. This earned you a quiet chuckle from Sylus. He continued his exploration of your skin, the two of you enjoying the feeling of each other without exchanging any words.

You were unsure how much time had passed when you felt Sylus lean forward and whisper in your ear, "All done. Now it's time for the front."

This snapped you out of your trance and you stood up from the chair, "I think I can take care of the front myself." Sylus grinned at you, eyes unabashedly moving down your body. You crossed your arms, "Enjoying the view?"

"Obviously, sweetie." He rose off the chair to stand in front of you, sunscreen in hand, "If I'm done helping you, how about you help me?" He passed the sunscreen to you. You quickly grabbed it from him and moved behind him. Your application of the sunscreen went a lot faster than Sylus'. You didn't have the courage to tease him the way he teased you, not while you were so thoroughly flustered.

Once the two of you were sufficiently protected from the sun you laid out on the lounge chairs. A comfortable silence settled between you as you both basked in the sun. Occasionally the two of you drifted into sleep. When you were awake Sylus would check on you, making sure you were enjoying your relaxation.

After some time had passed and the yacht had been parked for a while, the heat began to feel oppressive. Laying out wasn't as relaxing so you decided it was time to get in the water. As you stood up Sylus looked at you, "Where are you going?"

You stretched a hand out to him, "Come on, lets get in the water. It's getting too hot."

"You go ahead, kitten. I'm not planning on getting in the ocean."

"What?" You scoffed and grabbed his arm, "Yes you are. You did not drag me all the way out here to make me swim alone." Attempting to get him up, you tugged on his arm but he wasn't budging.

Sylus sat up as you continued to pull on him, "The ocean doesn't agree with me. I'd rather not have salt water stinging my eyes or drying out my mouth." He stood up and grabbed your hands in his, "I'm happy to get into the pool with you though."

"We can swim in a pool on land. Don't be a baby." You walked towards the stairs leading into the water, pulling Sylus with you. Turning back to him, you put your arms around his neck and pressed your chest against his, "You really won't come with me?"

His hands slid around your back and rested just above your ass, "You're very tempting, sweetheart. Unfortunately, I have astounding restraint. Besides, I'll thoroughly enjoy watching you. Especially in this." His fingers tugged at the top of your bikini bottoms.

You pushed away from him, exaggerating your frustration in an attempt to guilt him. "Whatever," you grumbled, "I'll go have fun by myself." Sylus laughed as you descended the stairs into the water. Your body immediately cooled down as you pushed off the back of the yacht and slowly swam out. You shouted at him, "It could be dangerous for me to be out here by myself!" This was an exaggeration, of course, as the water was completely calm and you were close enough to the boat to swim back with complete ease.

"Don't worry," Sylus called back as he took a seat on the edge of the boat, legs hanging over the stairs, "I'll keep a very close eye on you."

You rolled your eyes and moved to float on your back. The gentle movement of the water underneath you was hypnotizing and you felt like you could float there for hours. The more you enjoyed the feeling of being in the water, the more determined you were to get Sylus to join you. It wasn't likely he would believe you if you pretended to be in danger considering there were no waves and you weren't a very good actress.

Suddenly an idea popped into your head. It was a bit daring and very outside of your comfort zone, but that made it exciting. He may claim to have impressive self-control but you knew that only went so far. This idea would surely do the trick.

You pushed yourself upright in the water to find Sylus' eyes still on you from the edge of the yacht. "Are you sure there's nothing I can do to get you out here?" You called out.

"Quite sure, kitten."

A grin spread across your face, your heartbeat speeding up as you moved to enact your plan. "Not even if I do," you reach your hand to the back of your neck and pulled on the strings tied in a bow, "this?" Your bikini top fell in front of you, revealing your naked chest to him. You reached behind your back and unhooked the straps there, completely removing the top and holding it up in your hand. "Will you join me now?" You tossed the top forward and it landed with a splash in the water between you and Sylus.

He suddenly sat up straight from leaning back on his hands and his gentle and amused gaze turned sharp and burning. You could feel his eyes piercing your chest, even from meters away. "Just what do you think you're doing?"

"It's so hot out," you moved to float on your back once more, your exposed chest fully visible above the water, "I'm just trying to cool down."

This earned you a dark chuckled from Sylus and you knew your plan was working. "Okay, kitten," he stood up on the stairs, "you win." He slid down into the water and began to swim towards you. With every inch he came closer to you, your heartbeat pounded harder. You thought if it beat any faster it would explode out of your chest.

On his way towards you he grabbed the stray bikini top floating in the water. When he reached you he grabbed you and pulled you flush to him, your naked chests sliding against each other. You shivered at the contact as he leaned into your ear, "Is this what you wanted?"

Your eyes fluttered shut. "Yes," you nodded, "this is what I wanted."

"I didn't realized you were such an exhibitionist." Sylus lips trailed down your neck, pressing soft kisses into your skin, complaints of the taste of saltwater long forgotten.

You flicked his shoulder, "I'm not an exhibitionist. I just knew you wouldn't be able to resist. In fact, you can give me my top back now."

You reached behind you to try and grab the top clutched in his hands holding you but he raised his arm in the air, far out of your reach. "Not so fast." The bikini top dangled above you, "I actually think I'll hold onto this for the rest of the trip."

"You seriously want me to be topless for the rest of the day?" You said incredulously.

This made Sylus chuckle, "Kitten, that might be the stupidest question you've ever asked me."

You pushed away from him, "There are other people on the yacht, Sylus. You want all of them to see me naked?"

"You're the one who decided to strip out in the open. Why are you getting all shy on me now?"

You crossed one arm over your chest, "I was just trying to get you to swim with me."

Your movement to cover yourself seemed to flip a switch in Sylus, his gaze softening as he closed the distance between you. "Okay, sweetie, I'll give you your top back. On one condition."

You raised an eyebrow, "And that is?"

"We get out of the water."

"Done." You reached for top in hand again.

"And," he pulled his hand out of your reach, "we spend the rest of the afternoon in the bedroom."

Blush rose in your cheeks, "You're trying to coerce me into bed with you?" You weren't serious, of course, but you didn't want to seem too desperate by blurting out the 'yes, yes, yes' that was echoing in your mind.

"That's not funny, sweetheart." Sylus' tone was serious and you realized what you had implied.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, "You're right, I'm sorry. I didn't actually mean that." You slowly pressed a kiss into his cheek and then onto his lips. "You have yourself a deal," you whispered.

The grin on Sylus' face mostly held unbridled joy though there was a hint of seduction in his eyes. He handed you your top and helped you tie it tight into place. You swam back to the yacht together, climbing onto the deck, and grabbing towels to dry off. Once you were both sufficiently dry, Sylus grabbed your hand and led you towards the bedroom you had seen on your tour earlier in the afternoon. As your heart beat with anticipation you realized you may be leaving your day of relaxation more exhausted than you had originally planned.