[ She's helpless against his kiss, so completely taken by the emotion she feels him pouring into it as she tries to match the heat and the movements of his tongue with hers, and she whines into the kiss as though she's begging-- for what, exactly, escapes her but all she knows is that she needs him. She's helpless against his pull, too, and her body nearly goes limp at the sensation of hot water now pouring down her head, flowing through her hair, coursing down her back and further down her legs and--
Her eyes go wide when she sees him on his knees in front of her and tries very hard not to think about how goddamn hot it is to see him like that for her when she still isn't sure what's going on except that he's driving her crazy, a feeling that almost feels foreign now after so long and after a near-death experience.
And then he's lifting her shirt and kissing and dragging his tongue across her imperfections and she is so, so helpless. Her hands scramble to hold onto something, anything, and one finds its way into his hair while the other practically slams into the wall of the shower, fingers splayed across the surface as she moans at the feeling of his tongue on her, looks down a just watches him. Helplessly. ]
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Her eyes go wide when she sees him on his knees in front of her and tries very hard not to think about how goddamn hot it is to see him like that for her when she still isn't sure what's going on except that he's driving her crazy, a feeling that almost feels foreign now after so long and after a near-death experience.
And then he's lifting her shirt and kissing and dragging his tongue across her imperfections and she is so, so helpless. Her hands scramble to hold onto something, anything, and one finds its way into his hair while the other practically slams into the wall of the shower, fingers splayed across the surface as she moans at the feeling of his tongue on her, looks down a just watches him. Helplessly. ]