"How do you expect to swim in the ocean if you refuse to learn how to float?"

"I can't do it." Tristan whined for the hundredth time, pouting as he clung to Gwen's side to stay above water. Despite the fact they were in the shallow part of the lake and the tips of his toes could touch the bottom if he tried. Tristan was not going to risk it though, he wasn't confident enough to do so which is why he opted for wrapping his arm around Gwen's waist and curling his legs around her thighs.

"Yes, you can Tristan." She told him sternly and tried to peel him off her body. He was being stubborn today and Gwen's patience with him was wearing thin. "You're not even trying. How can you improve if you won't try?"

"I did try!" He protested and whined when Gwen finally managed to pull him away from her. She still held him under his arm pits and his hands clung to her forearms. "I can't do it, I won't ever know how to swim, Gwen. Just let me get out."

"No." She said firmly. "You'll try again until you get it at least once. You refuse to lift your belly into the air when lying on your back, that's why you won't stay afloat." She told him and turned him so he was faced towards the rocks. "Now lay on your back, I'll keep my hand beneath you in case you sink. Extend your arms and jut your belly upwards, then just relax."

Begrudgingly, Tristan did as she said and hesitantly lied on his back above the water. He raised his belly up when Gwen softly reminded him to and forced his back muscles to relax. His eyes were focused on the blue sky above him, and when Gwen suddenly removed her hands from beneath him with out him realizing it, she smiled in pride. Slowly, she lifted her hands up and Tristan's blue eyes flickered to her them. It registered for him that she was no longer holding him up and he was in fact, floating on his own.

He gasped excitedly and in triumph, that his short moment of happiness caused his legs to kick out and he sank down into the water. His head plunged beneath the surface for a split second but he quickly doggy paddled the way Gwen had showed him. He coughed up water and blinked rapidly as he resurfaced and Gwen gripped his elbow, hauling him up and bringing him closer so she could support him.

"I did it!" He shouted happily, not caring that his lungs were still aching with left over water. He spluttered once more and held onto Gwen's arm as his short legs began to grow tired from kicking so much. "Did you see? I did it!"

"I saw." Gwen laughed and gripped him beneath his arm pits again, picking him up just before she sat him at the edge of the lake. "Now, we're done for the day."

"Yes!" Tristan pumped his fist into the air happily and eagerly stood up to his feet. The late afternoon sun glinted against his skin as he looked down at Gwen, eyebrows drawing together over his big blue eyes. "Are you not getting out? Harry told us we can play a game of football tonight before supper."

Gwen hummed, brushing the ends of her long hair that were wet from floating above the water. "I don't think so. I feel like swimming for a while."

"Oh, alright." Tristan bounced on his toes and Gwen smiled in amusement, knowing how eager he was to return to camp. "Do you want me to tell Harry?"

"If he asks." She answered, turning her back to him so he couldn't see the flush of her cheeks when she thought of the very boy she hadn't been able to stop thinking about throughout the night and day.

"Okay! See you later!" She heard him call hurriedly before she glanced over her shoulder to see him disappear through the trees. She laughed softly to herself and shook her head, turning back around to face the rocks. She gazed at the waterfall, falling into another one of her thoughtful trances as she brushed her hair and moved to float above the water. She still had her nightgown on and it was thoroughly soaked, the fabric hovering over the water as she spread her body out eagle style. The weight of the gown caused her to sink and she stood back up, her toes touching the shallow end before she gripped the hem of the gown and shrugged it off over her head. It was heavy even off her body and she wrung it out above the water, then moved to lie it flatly on the rocky part of the floor so it could dry. She sighed once she was done, lying on her back again and spreading her arms out on either side of her.

Her hazel eyes stared up at the blue sky as she floated there, her hands swishing just barely above the water slowly. She could hear birds chirping around her, along with the splashing off the waterfall just a few feet away from her. The sound of boys cheering faintly in the distance traveled through the forest and she knew they must have started their game of football already. Her lips tugged into a small smile at the thought, remembering how excited the boys grew when she witnessed Harry approving the game when they had asked. Butterflies erupted in her stomach when the image of the look he gave her when they merely passed by each other that morning, a secret grin shared between the two of them, popped into her head. They hadn't really talked since the night before, not since before Harry had given her the best kiss of her life. The two merely stood up with smiles on their faces and Harry told her he would walk her back to her hut. He did, and though not a word was spoken between them the entire walk back, Gwen felt as if a thousand things were said. The way Harry looked at her just before she walked into her hut and the way he stared at her this morning was a silent promise that they would have many more secret moments together.

Little did Gwen know that, that moment would come much sooner than she was anticipating. Which was why when she heard a crack of a leaf behind her, she gasped and moved to stand upright in the water. Her head snapped in the direction it came from and the little fear she felt evaporated when she recognized the brown unruly curls and green eyes watching her. She noticed his eyes trained on her chest and she was suddenly very conscious of the fact she was only in her undergarments. Yet, she didn't feel the need to cover up. Admittedly, Gwen liked that he was staring at her.

"Hi." She squeaked shyly. "You frightened me."

Harry forced his gaze away from her perky breasts and from the way her nipples were extremely noticeable through the thin wet fabric of her caresse bra. He felt a pull in his lower region but ignored it as he looked up at Gwen's eyes, the brightness of them drawing him in. "I'm sorry."

"You won't be joining the boys in their game of soccer?"

Harry shook his head, slowly moving closer to where she stood in the water. She watched him as he drew nearer, head tilting up to look at him once he stopped near the edge. He towered over her from this angle and she was given a better view of his toned stomach, lines from muscle that was developed there on plain sight for her eyes to greedily drink in. Which she so gladly did. "No, I think I'll stay here with you."

Gwen noticed Harry's voice had dropped an octave and the sound made her ache between her legs. She had no idea where these sudden urges kept coming from but they seemed to get stronger every time she was with Harry. Not to mention, that searing kiss she shared with him the night before made her want more.

"Oh." She breathed a little shakily. She stepped back in the water, hands swishing beneath the water and Harry stared at her so intensely she was sure he could read her thoughts. Or knew exactly how much he was affecting her down there just by his mere presence. "Did you..." Gwen cleared her throat and bit her lip a little nervously. "Did you want to join me?"

Harry's lip tugged into an amused smirk; he loved how flustered he was making her. He thought she was adorable. "You're alright with that?"

"Sure. It's a big enough lake for two people." She shrugged as if it weren't a big deal to her but god, of course it was. She was practically naked and Harry only wore his overalls. For some reason, being in the lake with him felt...intimate.

"Okay." He agreed, hands moving to the button of his overalls. Gwen's eyes widened in realization and Harry paused, not wanting to disrespect her by taking them off if she weren't comfortable. "Is it alright? I don't want to soak my overalls."

"N-No, go ahead. It's alright with me." She told him and he nodded, popping the button and letting his overalls drop to the ground by his feet. Gwen stared, her heart speeding up when she saw his own undergarments. It was merely white cotton shorts that stopped a few inches above his knees. But they were thin, and fit him kind of snugly. Enough to the point where Gwen could see the outline of what exactly was between his legs. And it did not look small.

Gwen swallowed thickly and looked away with red cheeks as Harry stepped into the water, walking in with ease and sighing when the warmth of it reached his hips. The water stopped there once his feet reached the ground, but he walked further when he noticed Gwen had swam a little further away. He stepped forward, she swam back. He grinned in amusement, reaching up with a wet hand to run his fingers through his hair. It left it sticking up in different directions and Gwen thought he looked so delicious. "Playing a game of tag, are we?"

"No." Gwen smiled in amusement but swam back again when Harry moved forward. He cocked his eyebrow at her and she giggled, swimming further when he moved towards her again.

"Seems to me like we are." He told her and swam closer to her. Gwen could no longer touch the ground, now having swam towards the deep end but Harry's toes were still touching the ground. He grinned at Gwen cheekily when he noticed she couldn't reach the ground anymore. Which gave him an advantage, so he hid his grin beneath the water until it stopped just below his nose.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gwen asked when she noticed the mischief in his eye. "Harry, you better not do-,"

Gwen was cut off as Harry pushed himself off the ground and pounced towards Gwen. She shrieked in surprise, Harry's hands encasing her waist before she could get away. The actions sent them both falling beneath the water and he started to laugh, bubbles floating around his face as he released Gwen. She made a face at him before she resurfaced and Harry followed right after her.

"You bugger!" She splashed the water in Harry's face as he chuckled, rubbing the water from his eyes. "I could have drowned!"

"You and I both know I would never let that happen." Harry said seriously, the smile still on his face. Gwen stopped splashing him and she couldn't refrain from smiling back at him. She bit down on her lip and Harry's eyes zeroed in on them. He was remembering the night before and how her lips felt against his. He hadn't been able to sleep the whole night once he returned to his hut. He spent the late hours replaying the moment over and over in his head again until eventually, he grew hard at the memory of how she whimpered beneath him. Harry was craving for more moments like that.

He swam forward and this time, Gwen didn't swim back. She stayed where she was and Harry stopped until there was barely an inch between the two of them. Gwen's lips were wet from the water, droplets on her nose sliding down on them. Harry was staring lustfully at them and he raised his hand out of the water, using his forefinger to tentatively trace the shape of her pink lips.

"Do you want to know why I chose to come here instead of playing football with the boys?" He asked her lowly. His voice was impossibly deeper and the sound made a shudder run down Gwen's spine.

"Why?"

He bit down onto his lip as he pressed the pad of his thumb against her bottom lip. He pushed down, until her lip popped back into place. His emerald eyes flickered up to meet Gwen's hazel ones and she felt like the air was knocked out of her when she saw the unfamiliar look of desire in them. "Because I couldn't stop thinking of you," he drew closer until his nose was brushing hers. "Of your mouth. I haven't been able to stop thinking about kissing you. I don't know what's the matter with me."

"Me too." She confessed. Her chest rose and fell quickly when his hand moved to cup her cheek, thumb still touching her lips.

"I want to do it again, Gwenevieve." He said so sensually she felt a strong throb in her core. "Over and over and over..."

Gwen hadn't given him a chance to finish his sentence when she leaned forward just slightly and pressed her mouth to his. He groaned the moment their lips touched and his hand on her cheeked immediately moved to tangle in her wet hair. Gwen was still kicking, trying to hold herself above water but Harry must of noticed their compromising position because he drew back from her so abruptly and pushed her back through the water. She gasped when the waterfall was suddenly pouring over her head but it lasted for a split second before she was now on the other side of it. Harry passed through it as well, hair soaking and water sliding down his face. Emerald eyes pierced through her and his hands pressed her into the rock wall behind her, her feet now touching rocketed floor. She barely got to register anything else when Harry dipped down and captured her mouth again in a passionate kiss.

His hand tangled themselves in her hair again, tilting her head back to bring her mouth closer to his. His lips were so soft and Gwen couldn't comprehend a single thought as he continued to assault her mouth. She was breathing hard out from her nose and she pressed her lower region against Harry's with out thought. She felt something hard nudge her core and in unison, they both groaned.

One of his hands left her hair and traveled over her shoulder and down her arm until he was gripping her hip tightly. Fingers digging into the fabric of her wet undergarment. Harry's fingers brushed her skin and slowly traveled up, stopping just below the hem of where her caresse bra ended. Sometime during their kissing, Gwen's hands had found their way in Harry's hair but as his hand stopped their wandering, she fisted the hair at the nape of his neck. She tugged lightly and Harry groaned against her mouth, pressing his hips up against hers. She could feel him growing and she pushed her chest upward, encouraging him to do something. Anything, to her.

He pulled back enough until their lips were resting against each other's. "Gwen." He whispered, softly and unsurely. He was looking for permission.

She didn't say anything, just merely stared at him lustfully and hoping it was enough for him. It seemed to be, because the next thing she knew, Harry was biting down on his lip as he slowly glided his hand further up. Until his palm was covering one of Gwen's breasts. She sucked in a breath when she felt his thumb brush her erect nipple over the fabric. It was enough to tease her and she tilted her head back against the rock, moaning softly. Harry stared at her In amazement when the sound left her mouth and his length was now definitely standing for attention in his trousers.

Unable to stop himself, he leant forward and kissed her roughly. Tongue tracing her lip and she gasped, opening her mouth up for him. Harry went from instinct as he slipped his tongue in her mouth and groped her breast. It was beyond unfamiliar to him, he had never touched a girl before in this way but he couldn't deny the fact that he liked it. Because he did. Oh, he did. Especially when Gwen kept moaning against his mouth, shifting her hips until it was putting pressure against his throbbing length. It felt unbelievably amazing. So did the feel of her breast in his hand.

He massaged her over her bra, lips leaving her mouth as she panted loudly. His forehead was resting against hers and their breaths mingled as they both breathed heavily. He couldn't control himself, he was touching her chest so roughly but the sounds coming out of Gwen's mouth told him she liked it. So he kept doing it and just...watched her.

"Harry?"

The sound of his name, that hadn't came out of Gwen's mouth caused him to come to an abrupt stop. He froze, and so did Gwen when it registered that it was someone else who called his name. Gwen's mouth closed promptly and Harry snatched his hands away from her chest, eyebrows drawing together as he quickly swam back out into the open. He appeared on the other side of the waterfall, blinking innocently when he saw Peter standing by the bushes. 

"Yes?" He cleared his throat when the word came out too low than what was usually normal. "Did you need something?"

Peter's eyes narrowed and he stared at Harry. "What were you doing?"

"Just swimming." Harry answered with out hesitation. He hoped Gwen wouldn't come out from behind the waterfall.

Peter watched Harry suspiciously, arms crossing over his chest. "Where is Gwen?"

Harry swallowed thickly but kept his face impassive as he shrugged. "She said she was going back to camp. Probably went to her hut."

Peter didn't respond for a moment, trying to see if he could find any indication that Harry were lying. "Alright." He said slowly. "Well, Will and I caught supper for us all. Another boar. It'll be prepared soon."

"Good. I'll come help." Harry said, hesitating before he reluctantly swam to the edge of the lake. He climbed out, and waved Peter off when he saw he was still standing there. "I'll meet you back at camp. You don't need to wait for me."

Peter nodded and with a tense back and clenched jaw, turned to walk back to camp. Because even though he hadn't caught the lie on Harry's face, he did happen to notice Gwen's nightgown lying on the rocketed floor at the edge of the lake. Whatever Harry was doing with her, Peter knew that it would not end well.

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I can't wait until I get further into the story of this book, I have so many ideas. I wish I could write this all in one day ugh.

I'm glad you guys seem to love this story! The amazing feedback is my motivation so thank you. <3 & in case I don't update before Saturday, Happy New Year! I can't wait for 2017. Hands down completely D O N E with 2016. Lol

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