She hummed too as he laid her back, enjoying the feel of the water against her and letting it twist through her hair. This was so fun, so relaxing for both of them. But maybe it was taking a little bit of a different turn for him. Maybe... he should take them to the river soon instead.
But then she gasped at his breath against her, her head tilting back. It was harder to breathe, feeling her react to him, and his pulse spiked anew. Mmm, he liked that. And he tried again, sweeping lightly up the line of her throat. She hummed again, triggering little needles plucking between his shoulders. His eyes darkened and his lips parted with a silent, satisfied sigh. He definitely liked that.
"Ohhh," she said softly, her eyelids falling shut. The shift from thought to sound slipped as naturally through this tranquil paradise as the dolphin leaping further out, a startling, distant splash that completely belonged and made him ache for more. He watched as her body went a little limp, melting under his attention. He smiled softly again, eyes bright and breaths quietly shallow.
That's what wings feel like? she asked, altering back into his mind again. I didn't know skin could do that. Does it feel that good all the time? Somehow, the question woke him up a little, and his eyes and smile dimmed as she opened hers to look up at him. Or just when the wind is blowing? He stared down at her silently, suddenly unsure and searching her eyes. He was messing up again, wasn't he?
That's what... oh. He almost forgot what they were even talking about. He hesitated, watching her a moment longer, then glanced away. His wings tucked back in and he shifted away, settling next to her as he stared way out there, in the opposite direction of their island home. Far, far away where some things might not ever matter to anyone. Um. Yeah, only when the wind is blowing, he finished dumbly. He was quiet a bit longer, then tried to turn a warm smile to her.
"We can go to the river now, if you want."