Too good to hold it in

"Ohhh~" You let out a faint moan that's still audible for Christina, who froze still after hearing you. Right away you turn around and see her crimson cheeks. Now your cheeks reach around the same level of shade as hers. "I-I'm sorry..." Oh God. Don't let this become awkward you tell yourself. Please don't let -

"It's cool." Christina's response is short and simple. You can't hold back and decide to gaze at her frontside. Her swimsuit is so modest yet so revealing. The demeanor of hers is still chill and normal, but she's nervous. Nervous about entering a territory neither of you two had ever entered with each other up to this point.

She bites her lower lip again. You're pitching a somewhat small tent inside your swimming trunks. Of course she notices it. You feel embarrassed and somewhat insecure about your size being judged. But instead... "L-Let's get in the water." A stutter escapes her mouth, as she's in the same boat as you. She's trying to keep her composure too.