Freminet hasn't been motivated to swim lately, with all of the busy work the House of the Hearth had gotten pretty quickly. He was just looking after his siblings mostly, but still working for 'Father' when she needed it. So, he invited you over. His partner: He had a feeling you'd always help him out with this, figuring you loved watching him swim in small areas.

You sat on the sands north-west of Opera Epiclese, the small beach serving as a hangout spot since you two have met. Your knees were in the water, the small waves going up a little higher and back down every few seconds.

You watched as Freminet swam to the edges of the Marcotte Station and back. When he came back to you, he crawled up onto the sand next to you, giving you multiple small kisses. Mostly on your lips, but he'd switch it up once in a while. Whenever he went back into the water, he had something to look forward to once he completed his lap.

Right now, he had just come back, rubbing the water off his face. He crawled up slowly, the slightest smirk gracing his lips as he greeted you silently. "I think I'm going to take a break for a little bit," he murmured, leaning forwards. "But, first..."

He locked your lips with his, one hand reaching the side of your waist and the other holding himself up on the sand directly behind you. Each one lasted a few seconds, and his pecks were never too harsh or too soft.