Ocean's Breath Plateau Army of One

Aphrodite came forward, brushing her muzzle along the length of his creamy cheeks. It was a most unexpected gesture. He didnt know if she was just naturally a more touchy wold or if she meant for something more, a desire which stirred up this time of year. After being given a much harsher touch by women the majority of the time, he could only expect this is what she wanted of him, but he wouldn't jump the gun. He could restrain himself as he had time and time before until he knew for sure... 

As she breathed in his musky, salted scent, his nose too made work of her, taking in the smell of the sea salt, rosemary and of course, her heat. His legs tense as though to hold himself in place and then she steps back, breaking the spell if only to look at him longingly. And her words offer her longing and the happiness to have a place called 'home'. The Sirensong was far from "proper" just yet, but he would roll along with it. They would be in time and with more members willing to devote themselves to the Sea. 

I.... He stammers a moment, shaking his head as though to break through the intoxicating scents. I can show you around? There is still much unexplored...