[Unfortunately, sand isn't nearly as good of place to do that trick as asphalt or cement or even dirt. His heels dig in too deep and he ends up lurching forward, dropping his fruit in the process and landing on all fours. He groans at that ruining his cool and then proceeds to get up more conventionally. With that bungle out of the way, and a smile on his lips, he's going to put a hand on her shoulder tugging her lightly into a compromising position of sorts.
It's a gentle sort of hold though. Not so much that this is hormones or kissing or dramatically stopping her. Just more that this is how he does]
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It's a gentle sort of hold though. Not so much that this is hormones or kissing or dramatically stopping her. Just more that this is how he does]