He made a little mental note of that, her reaction. That was worth coming back to later, if he could convince himself it was possible to get enough of the kissing. He half opened his eyes, wishing for the first time that night that it wasn't quite so dark. He wanted to see her close, the pale blue of her eyes he had found striking from their very first meeting, once he wasn't too distracted to take notice.

He flicked his tongue against the bow of her upper lip while she took his lower. The rise and fall of his chest was visible now, breath more audible on his inhales. He quickly tired of the half twisted position both of them were forced into by the shape of the boat and reached a hand down to the back of her thigh to encourage her to come more across his lap.