There was no doubt that there was something wholly pleasing of the astonishment that so crossed his features at the way in which Serafina so effortlessly dared to be childish. Her retaliation for being dunked was swift and brutal, so ruining that tranquility despite how utterly rare it was to see the man so comfortably poised. Serafina could hardly deny that distinctly feminine giggle that so left her lips at that sputtering of water and yet, her tease was returned in perhaps equally as a combative nature, one that so distinctly was Azrael. "Oh? Is that so?" She inquired, her eyebrow arching upwards ever so slightly in a challenge. She had fully intended to further goad him on this point, the female all too aware of the man's more prudish nature and her perhaps more carefree one when it so came to clothing or the lack thereof. Unfortunately, the young witch certainly didn't get far in whatever efforts she might have intended before she found herself suddenly far more buoyant than she certainly should be. A soft and yet, decidedly feminine squeak so leaves Serafina's lips as her body slowly, and yet surely, leaves the comfort of the water entirely, the young woman floating quite literally inches above it.

The young girl shifts ever so slightly at the notion that she might be indeed floating. Her legs shifted around her, so that her thighs were pointed more in the shape of a 'v', her hands were planted every so precariously on but thin air between her legs, the gesture shifting her body ever so slightly as to put more weight upon her hands. Serafina knew well what she was doing, utilizing her lack of clothing and position to so accentuate her breasts as she leaned forward, a soft whine on her lips as she uttered, "Azzzzraeeeelll." What she hadn't anticipated, was the extents that her companion might go to in order to so tease her, the girl rising ever so slightly further at the memory that she had splashed him. Her stormy gaze widened ever so slightly, her gaze refocusing on the water beneath her. It was peculiar, how much like a fish she felt in such a precarious position. Her grey hued irises so found the man as he floated beneath her now that she was further in the air, no longer concerned with the view that she might so afford him so much as the distance between herself and him.

Serafina was hardly afraid of heights, persay, knowing particularly well that her water would catch her and yet the unknown of this all still set her on edge. Her arms crossed under her chest, a soft huff leaving her lips at the very mention of that coat rack. "I was being sarcastic! I don't know why you take me so seriously all the time." Her lips pouted for a moment until the very mention of the olives so caused her mouth to part, clearly intending to protest them altogether before suddenly, whatever force that was holding her up was altogether gone. A shriek immediately left her lips as she found herself free falling rapidly back towards the lake, whatever grace she'd once held entirely gone in those precarious moments. Thankfully, that gravity soon tugged at the girl, slowly her fall till she but slowly slipped back into the water and the warm, firm embrace of the Dark Hunter. Her stormy gaze shifted towards the man as he inquired whether or not she truly considered he was going to drop her, her head bobbing entirely firmly, "YES." She stated with a soft huff to her lips and yet, whatever words that would have come next were entirely forgotten by the touch of his lips against hers and in that sweet moment, Serafina found herself melting into that embrace.

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