"How about staying out of the water, yeah...?" The words echoed in your heart as Malika stared down at your resurrected body, straddling your waist with a victorious and light-hearted smile. Noticing the expression on your face, she laughed, attempting to cover her mouth with one hand while the other wiped away the saliva she left on your lips. "S-Sorry, sorry. I might have left a mess after giving you CPR. Hopefully you don't have a partner~... But how about this: Just be more careful in the water. I won't kill your fun. You're still young, so it's only natural for you to be a bit, mmm, dumb...?"

Before she could continue her teasing lecture, a whistle from another coast guard sounded off in the nearby distance. With a smile and a quick wave, Malika hopped off of you and ran to assist in the rescue.

Two hours later, you find yourself waking up with a growing ache in your chest. Malika is straddling your waist once more, pumping her hands over your heart with vigor in her every stroke. She stopped after a few seconds to wipe the sweat off of her forehead.

"You're making me work out so much, kiddo~... If I didn't know any better, I'd say you wanted this." In one swift motion, she leaned down against your body and sealed your mouth with a tight kiss. She held it for a few seconds before departing with a smack of her lips. "...And that one was just a regular kiss, for good measure, of course. I already knew you were conscious, so no reason to continue the CPR... Our secret, okay~?"

The whistle blew in the far distance this time, allowing Malika to rest and sit up while still on top of you. Her black bikini held together for dear life, fighting against the curves of her flesh that swayed so easily underneath the sun. With a wink, she wiped your lips once more.

"You know you don't have to drown for a kiss, right? Gosh, to be young and stupid~" She continued to tease.