[Some things were easy to block out: the heat of the water numbed the throbbing in his knee, dulling it to nonexistence for the time being; the steam made it impossible to smell the scent of shampoo and cigarettes that colored her presence. Even the soft motion of her washing his back, not as awful as he'd expected, was easy enough to forget as he focused on that spot at the edge of the water, listening to the ambient sound of water rushing into the pool.
That sound, and one from her, a panting that caught his attention easily enough. It surprised him to the point of nearly breaking his concentration- he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This wasn't so bad, he told himself. She was... well, he decided he'd rather not think too hard on it. She did say she liked the heat.
What finally pushed him past a breaking point was another sensation against his skin, her lips branding him with the heat of a flame. The breath that followed was sharp; he turned to her, intent on putting her in her place for touching him again when he'd specifically told her not to.
Instead, his eyes fell on her face, the color in her cheeks matching his own. His lips were dry; his tongue sought to fix that problem as he swallowed down his anger. He was left with a baser instinct in its wake.
The hand that moved to her jaw was beyond his control as it tilted her head higher, stepping toward her and bringing his lips to hers.]
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That sound, and one from her, a panting that caught his attention easily enough. It surprised him to the point of nearly breaking his concentration- he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This wasn't so bad, he told himself. She was... well, he decided he'd rather not think too hard on it. She did say she liked the heat.
What finally pushed him past a breaking point was another sensation against his skin, her lips branding him with the heat of a flame. The breath that followed was sharp; he turned to her, intent on putting her in her place for touching him again when he'd specifically told her not to.
Instead, his eyes fell on her face, the color in her cheeks matching his own. His lips were dry; his tongue sought to fix that problem as he swallowed down his anger. He was left with a baser instinct in its wake.
The hand that moved to her jaw was beyond his control as it tilted her head higher, stepping toward her and bringing his lips to hers.]