[ She doesn't have to finish asking, because he understands without further prompting.
He takes hold of the silk, waiting for her to readjust before he gently pulls the fabric up and over her head, setting the slip away on the counter. He frowns at the dressing, an angry blotch of red standing out against the white material as a testament to how much she pushed herself tonight.
A muscle along the line of his jaw jumps as he clenches his teeth, angry at himself for not noticing sooner. ]
You can lean against me in the shower.
[ He says it as he's pulling off his undershirt, adding it to the growing pile on the bathroom counter. ]
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He takes hold of the silk, waiting for her to readjust before he gently pulls the fabric up and over her head, setting the slip away on the counter. He frowns at the dressing, an angry blotch of red standing out against the white material as a testament to how much she pushed herself tonight.
A muscle along the line of his jaw jumps as he clenches his teeth, angry at himself for not noticing sooner. ]
You can lean against me in the shower.
[ He says it as he's pulling off his undershirt, adding it to the growing pile on the bathroom counter. ]