[He acts as if he doesn't even see that look she shoots him when he stops to put more soap into the loofah, satisfied with all the nice noises she making. But he brings no attention to it, only interested in what he'll do next.]
I can't clean it quite as well if you don't turn around.
[It's half true. But he doesn't elaborate, choosing not to wait for her to turn herself. His hand gently pushes on her, turning her towards him, before he presses himself up against her as he leans down to crash into a fervent lip lock.
And yet, he still continues to wash her as promised, his arms wrapping around her as he starts to massage her back with not only the sponge but his free hand. Ajax moans quietly, his kiss slow, the passes across her lips passionate, and he stops his kiss when he feels as if he's cleaned her back properly.
He smiles down at her, eyes somehow bright despite their dullness.]
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I can't clean it quite as well if you don't turn around.
[It's half true. But he doesn't elaborate, choosing not to wait for her to turn herself. His hand gently pushes on her, turning her towards him, before he presses himself up against her as he leans down to crash into a fervent lip lock.
And yet, he still continues to wash her as promised, his arms wrapping around her as he starts to massage her back with not only the sponge but his free hand. Ajax moans quietly, his kiss slow, the passes across her lips passionate, and he stops his kiss when he feels as if he's cleaned her back properly.
He smiles down at her, eyes somehow bright despite their dullness.]
Would you like me to wash your hair now?