He steadies the boat in instinctive reaction, because the last thing he wants is to accidentally interrupt this with an unscheduled dunking. But even her shift hasn't brought her close enough and he shifts to face her, tugging her closer still. Her fingers in his hair gets a muffled groan from him, a shudder slipping down his spine when her nails rake against his scalp. His lips part and his tongue teases against her lips as his arms wrap around her, one hand sliding up her spine, fingers splayed.