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((More problematically, 2 feet or so over his!))

A coquettish look back at him, lips pursed. "Oh, don't fuss, duckling. It's good to try new things..." And she ducks under the water - masqued by the steam and the ripples, she is out of sight for a few moments... until her top bobs up, bereft of Satyr... drifting back past Adam to lap onto the edge of the pool. A giggle from further on in the mists from the deeper end of the pool.

"Aw shit....." as it floats past. Adam wades deeper, to his shoulders.....

A soft brush of skin as she slips behind him in the water, tempting him out deeper. Her fingertips almost seems to burn hotter than the water, as she traces along his sides, brushing lower than before, before they draw away again, though the spots still tingle with glamour. She emerges, moonlight glistening on her pale hair that halos around on the water before clinging to her cheeks damply. "I'm sure you can swim... if you want to badly enough..."

He grabs after her, comes up empty. "Believe me, Piper, there are a lot of things I want -really- badly right now..... If I knew how I would!!" Frustrated.

She swims past him, circling just outside of the reach of his arms. "The best things in life aren't what you're given... it's what you can take. " Her voice is alluring, smooth and tempting. "The waters are warm, let them lift you up... you learned to swim before you were born. Push them out of your way and come to me."

Adam short-lunges back and forth, almost able to lift his feet but then splashing wildly till he finds footing again. He snarls, frustrated, and finally just SHOVES off the bottom of the pool forward......

..... and splashes MIGHTILY.....

..... and progress (of a sort) is made as the fountaining geyser that is Adam moves into deep water still.....

((Pause))

((UNPAUSE!))

When he glances back over, the satyress is no longer to be seen where she was lightly bobbing just out of reach. But - a soft caress, and she comes up from underneath him, buoying him up into a more stable position, and she inhales, bringing him up out of the water with the somewhat forgotten, for the moment, magical properties of the spring. "Breathe, Adam." And she inhales again, keeping them up at the top of the water... as he may realizing that he has Piper now pressed lightly against his chest, and maneuvered into a more-or-less horizontal position.

Though with his weight on top of her, the magic buoyancy doesn't seem to be able to raise them both up out of the water, leaving them simmering on the surface.

And he is panting desperately, wildly, as his arms clutch around her.

An arm wrapped around him, and she lightly strokes with the other, they're not making much movement, but they are moving slowly. "Like this - " Showing him the stroke pattern, exhaling just enough to speak before inhaling again, her body become like a swimmer's training raft.

Adam is still breathing hard but not out of control. On the other hand, he's not really focused on swimming at the moment.... he -is- enjoying this, however. A lot.

A grin up at him, and she leans to nuzzle lightly at his neck. A murmur in his ear, sinking slightly again as her breath exhales, "If you can paddle us over to the shore... we won't have to worry about sinking." More than a hint of promise in her tone.

Adam gulps a breath and holds it, looking for ballast.... then he .... tries.....

The world's slowest, worst doggie paddle.

With some kind of odd keel......

To give Piper credit, she does not laugh, nor does she encourage him as she might a child learning, with soft words and gentle pats. Rather, she does a leisurely backstroke in front of him, with quite a nice view.

Oh, Inspiration! Adam might not get better fast, but he does not give up! Slowly they get closer to a livable water depth.

"Oh, shoot. I lost my top." She says, with deadpan lack of concern.

Adam seeks the bottom of the pool with his feet, as one does.

Ah! There is the naughty thing.

Adam stands, pulls Piper into his arms, and kisses her soundly and passionately.

She presses into the embrace with equal intensity, reaching up to tangle a hand in his hair and hold him in that kiss until they may both be dizzy for air.

Adam was dizzy to start with. He staggers them into shallow but still warm waters; shallow enough, anyway. He lowers them into the warmth, holding Piper against him as she holds him.

She doesn't want to let up, a soft growl of complaint in her throat as he moves away, and sinks down to curl against his side. "Stupid oxygen."

"Piper......?" The question is implicit.

She is distracted for a moment, and was toying with the cord that knots his swim trunks on. "Mmm?" Looking back up at him.

A bit of a pause while he tries to connect to English. He meets her eyes, and then a longer pause. "I'd really like to make love with you. If you want to. Now."

It takes her a moment to refocus her own mind back to English as well - and fight back the desire that blazes up in her eyes enough to speak. "Oh, yes. Very much so. But... and I don't want to be rude about kissing and telling... and no shame... but is this - would this be... your first time?"

"Uh."

"I mean.... you know, I've.... fooled around."

"And... I think ... when Nadeen's father was trying to get me to.... Nab and I...... "

"So. No?" He shifts his weight, his body no less interested in her. "I mean... is that a thing? A... I mean is that a ... hard stop?"

She nods, no judgment in her expression. "I do want this. And I can see that you do too..." A hint of a sly grin there, before she contunues more seriously. "But - and don't get this wrong - I LIKE you, Adam. But I don't... we're not... " She shrugs, frustrated at the words, and snaps her fingers to try to get to what she's trying to say. "I don't want you to look back later and be upset that your first wasn't with your trueheart, if you're a romantic soul."

"Don't get me wrong... I totally want to screw your brains out. I just like you too much to want to be a future regret instead of a good memory someday."

Ok, a lot of blood flow is in one direction so he may not be thinking entirely clearly but he shakes his head. "We talked about that. I get it. If I regret this it's on me, not you. Piper........" he combs his fingers through her short hair "..... I.... I want you. This. Here. Now."

"Me too." She replies simply, and presses a hand against his cheek, stroking his jaw line and brushing a thumb lightly over his bottom lip.

He breathes faster without registering it. "So......" he swallows.

"Yes." She presses in and kisses him, intently, but without the rough, almost frantic need from earlier. A breather calmed her down a touch, but the flames are banked, not quenched.

Adam does not have such finesse at the moment; his passions are fully stoked and afire. His hand explore and appreciate her form, and his mouth is eager to explore.

She hasn't bothered to put back on her swimsuit top, though she will likely be glad of finding it later. It IS very cute. And she returns his passion. "Mmm. Only thing this is missing is music. Nature has an appeal too, though..." She murmurs, kissing his chest lightly.

Adam strokes and touches but has to confess "Piper... what.... how...... show me? What you like, I mean....." Some salve to bravado there.

She gives him a smile. "Well, I don't think you can learn it all in just one night..." But she shows him, and makes a good start into his education in Satyr Lore 101.

It turns out, later, the backpack has towels, and a blanket, and a fruit/cheese/bread selection out of his parent's fridge, and pillar candles they can illuminate the spot with and.... well.

She is delighted to find the surprise picnic, though she remarks that she can probably find a bottle of something they probably shouldn't be drinking yet, for 'next time'.

He did bring hot chocolate in a thermos. "Yeah, I thought about getting something but......"

She accepts it, and takes a sip before offering it back. "This is perfect. You planned all this... it's - wow." She gives him a smile. "I'm gonna have to find something special when it's my turn for the picnic. I mean, your swimming lessons aren't anywhere near finished with."

Adam laughs softly. "My drowning lessons?"