"Ugh, huh… You, why are you so good…?"

"… It's a bit strange to say this in this situation, but I have a lot of experience. I was a jock. I played American football pretty hard in high school and college, and I almost made it to NCAA Division 1 at one point."

"Damn, I've been getting private lessons at the hospital since I was little. I don't know anything about high school life…."

"I was in a sports club, you know. Anyway, I met a lot of girls back then… I regret saying it now, but I guess it wasn't something I should have said now."

"That's okay. Just focus on me…."

The thread between their lips glowed softly in the moonlight.

The sound of skin brushing against skin, the sound of the rash guard's zipper unzipping, the small moans dripping from their mouths, and the sound of the water slowly becoming more intense all blended into the sound of the waves crashing against the beach at regular intervals and crashed together.