You Can't Fight ... Gravity ...

Talyssa made her decision that he was indeed insane. The waterlogged brute grinned, easily treading water as he looked up at her. The woman disappeared out of view and Quill frowned. Was she going to disappoint him? No... apparently she wasn't.

A golden form rocketed over the edge of the cenote, an adrenaline filled whoop leaving her maw before Talyssa plummeted into the chilly depths of the water. As she resurfaced, Quill was already laughing. The big brute pushed backwards through the water towards a ledge of stone that they both had narrowly missed. Hind paws touched down and, as Tal came barreling towards him, he wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her good and thorough.

Tongue and teeth fed at the mouth of the fawn colored fae and Quill made his desire for her no secret as he held her tightly against his submerged body. As he broke off the kiss, a rumble of desire passed through the grey and white giants chest. "Never have I wanted anything more than you, my adventurous Carpathian Princess."

"Speech"