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

Feeling Quill's arms tighten around her as her playful assault was halted, Talyssa's laughter bubbled up, her wet fur pressed against his form. Then she felt his lips on hers, and her heart pounded in her chest. She reacted instinctively, kissing him back, her arms wound around his neck in the water- as the bottom of the cenote from where they were positioned was just beyond her reach. The coolness of the water enveloped them, contrasting with the heat that spread between them with their fervent kisses.

Feeling the intensity of his longing, Talyssa's heart raced. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment to meet Quill's pale pink gaze - filled with desire and something deeper she couldn't name. Each passionate kiss fueled her, amplifying their shared thrill and excitement. The breathtakingly beautiful cavern around them shimmered in the ambient light, forgotten as their world narrowed down to each other.

She broke away from their passionate entanglement, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her steel-blue eyes rested on Quill's rugged face, the mischievous glint in them mirroring his own. "Why, Quill" Talyssa teased, her voice breathy and husky from their surprise exchange. “You certainly know how to make a girl feel special." Her voice carried an undertone of genuine warmth, her own heart fluttering at his heartfelt words.

With that, she gave him an affectionate nudge and pushed away from him in the water, gliding a little way away- back out toward the center of the cenote. Not entirely sure of the game they would play, but wanting to play one no less.

"Talyssa Carpathius"