He watched her eat his spunk with his face twisted into a look of incredulous disgust. It was one thing for a chick to swallow, this was just...weird. And kinda nasty. He forwned as she licked her fingers clean and he fixed his pants, already grimacing at the idea of all the places he now had sand, but then she had grabbed him by the shirt and was pulling him down into another saltier kiss.

He was tired, and more in the mood for a nap, but kissed back regardless, mind buzzing blankly like a television that lost the connection.