Athena's lips curved into a sly smile. "And I love your thick, long legs too."
His eyes widened, and he grinned, a mischievous glint in them. "Wait… do you mean literal legs? Because I have three, remember. And I bet the one in the middle is so thick… it'll leave you choking."
Athena gasped loudly, smacking his shoulders with mock fury. "Shut up!"
Azrael chuckled, leaning just a little closer, his hands still on her thighs, water rippling around them. "Oh, come on… you like it."
"I do not!" she protested, though the flush creeping up her neck betrayed her.
"Sure you do," he teased, and rest his head on her bare thigh.
They stayed like that for a while, with his hands moving absently, toying with her panties.
He glanced up. "You're not wearing net panties today. Why?"
Athena laughed shyly, her fingers sliding into his hair."Because I want to swim."
