( with as fast as she moved, it left him very little time to defend himself or even gauge that she was done washing his body. all he could feel was the warmth of her arms wrapping around him, sending chills down his spine at the pleasurable sensation. the kiss only sealed in just how excited and hard he still remained, cock eager in anticipation for what was to come.

for now though he behaved, letting his head roll back as soon as her fingers clawed along the skin of his scalp. a soft moan escaped him and as the album began to reach its final song, he finally spoke up. )

I bet with those hands it will feel like a luxury salon experience, but uh...don't drag it out too long. I think we're both starting to prune a bit.

( subtle, coy is all he could be when trying to hint at her that he was starting to get far too excited for sex with her. )