[ Now that she's looking at him, at least a little, she can witness the strength of his pout. ]
C'mon. Just a little one?
[ And he murmurs it against her neck, ducking down further to kiss the side of her neck. The water from the shower head falls over them, and he tastes it on her skin, revels in the warmth surrounding him.
(Fuck, this is nice. Why haven't they done this sooner, anyway?) ]
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C'mon. Just a little one?
[ And he murmurs it against her neck, ducking down further to kiss the side of her neck. The water from the shower head falls over them, and he tastes it on her skin, revels in the warmth surrounding him.
(Fuck, this is nice. Why haven't they done this sooner, anyway?) ]
I mean, it's Christmas.