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[She out and out whimpers at that. Somehow--somewhen--she's able to pry her hands from the death grip on his hips to hug around his neck instead, and she leans into him with another series of desperate groans. But the more he keeps up the harder she trembles, as if unable to do anything else]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[That does not seem to be a very good incentive to slow the insistent rubbing]

[If anything, it makes him intent to see if he can drag it out longer - push her higher - earn another of those groans]

[unbr8kable]

[From how she hitches closer, body bowstring taut, it seems that indeed he can. In fact it's an embarrasingly short amount of time before she's fluttering around him again, voice high and helpless against the relentless pressure, Her cries wash hot against his skin as she shudders through another release]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Jesus Christ, dude.

[His voice is soft and shaky, decidedly rough; his hand keeps working against her until the tremors have nearly subsided before he slows, finally, and then stops altogether]

[He leans in to kiss her, soft, even as his finger finally eases its way out again]

[unbr8kable]

[It takes her a while to actually release him, body still twinging with aftershocks. Finally she sags against him, chest heaving.

Nevertheless, when he leans in, she angles her head to kiss back, just as sloppily helpless as her previous movements]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes a soft sound into the kiss - reaches his clean hand up to card through her hair, gentle]

[unbr8kable]

[She returns a whimper, enthusiasm only tempered by a dazed sort of jellyleg feeling that soaks warm through her like shots of whiskey. Her body melts further into him, boneless]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He pets some more, for a long few moments - then, finally, eases back]

...c'mon. Let's get you in the tub.

[He reaches a hand out, surreptitiously, to chek and make sure it hasn't gotten cold - finds it not cold, but also not hot bath temp, and pulls the plug to let some of the water out. When it's abotu 3/4, starts filling it again, to get it back up to nice and toasty]

[unbr8kable]

[She mumbles some sort of response, but otherwise seems content to lean against him, skin warm enough that a room temperature tub wouldn't be that painful]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He drains and refills enough of it that the water is pleasantly warm by the time he finishes]

[Then he goes to scoop her up]

[unbr8kable]

[She sighs, pliant and warm in his arms]

...You're coming too, right?

[Her voice is more than a little hoarse]

[crossmyheartandhope]

What, and miss all the bubbles? 'Course I'm coming in.

[He lowers her gently, at that - settles her down into the wating bath]

[unbr8kable]

[Smiles, soft, and makes sure there's room]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Possibly some water sloshes out because he didn't account for water displacement, but hey, he's got to clean the floor anyway,]

[He reaches for the cloth, to soap it up]

[unbr8kable]

[She's really in no state to complain about something like water on the floor and indeed does not--reaches gently if uncoordinatedly for his hand, though]

Gimme a minute... I'll get it if you wanna relax.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Naw... I got it. I'm playing nursemaid, remember?

[He catches her hand en route - gives it a little squeeze]

[Then he sets about playing nursemaid, the bath gentle and careful and attentive]

[unbr8kable]

Pretty sure you already went above and beyond...

[She doesn't stop him, though, save for perhaps being too reluctant to release his hand or pull away from whatever part of him is near]

...Want me to get you after?

[crossmyheartandhope]

...if you wanna. If you wanna take a nap, though, that's cool, too. I can get you to bed okay.

[The cloth carries on its path, soothing strokes]

[unbr8kable]

[Leans so he can work, eyes fluttering shut]

Mm...could crash out some. That was--intense.

[Flushes even as she shivers into the soft cloth]

...Still don't make it any easier to get your own back. Could get you to bed after.

[crossmyheartandhope]

How bout I take a rain check? You can get me to bed next time.

[The cloth makes its way up her legs, and when it's done, it wipes between them. There's nothing teasing about it, this time, though he's very gentle - aware she might still be sensitive]

[unbr8kable]

[She shivers at this touch, too, eyes tightening the slightest bit as he cleans her up]

...You don't mind? Want you to feel nice, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Feels nice just being here with you.

[He doesn't linger, here - just make sure she's clean before carrying on, rinsing out the cloth before continuing]

[unbr8kable]

[Blushes again, a shy, loose smile over her face]

That is what I was asking about.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Blushes a little, himself, as he works his way down to her feet. His own smile is warm and soft, a bit bashful]

Well... there's your answer.

[unbr8kable]

[Her feet flex at the touches, but she seems too relaxed to do much more about it]

So, no nursemaid sharing duties?