Her skin felt glorious beneath my fingers, soft and smooth and silken- made all the more so by that warm water that gave it a slickness of sorts and let my fingers glide all the more smoothly across it. Did she truly have any idea how perfect her figure was? Even beneath all the guns and knives and body armour she was entirely feminine when she wanted to be- that perhaps as attractive as her figure itself. Kat so rarely lacking confidence in anything. It was undeniably alluring on a woman and for all her original inexperience in those more intimate matters she learned more quickly than any woman I have ever known just where and how and when to touch. Her evident amusement in stroking my ego was hardly remiss either and yet for tonight- at least for now- I was more than content to focus on her alone and those sensations I might coax to life within her figure, starting from the top and working my way down with. It allowed me to avoid her arm to, which, given its rather unfortunate state, I was assured would hardly benefit from getting wet. Her arms reached backward all the same, her fingers finding the back of my neck, trailing along the skin there as I settled behind her. Those touches were soft, gentle and yet even they seemed to set my nerves alight when I was this close to her, her lower back pressing against that more intimate part of myself and only further encouraging it to life until I could feel that uncomfortable ache that so came with that need for release. One I was denying myself (who would have thought?) for at least a few moments to focus upon her wants entirely. Her teasing words about dirty talk bringing a quirk to my own lip as I chuckled softly against the soft skin of her neck, pressing my lips too it in a stolen kiss.

"Hmm, I shall to work on it then."

It was little more then a murmur, a groan of sorts finding it was way to my throat as she shifted against me, reminding me all the more of just how much I wanted her before I continued that slow trail downward, my lips following the path left by my fingers as I rolled them easily over each muscle- encouraging those knots to loosen and her body to simply relax against my own. That moan I managed to draw from her was a reward in itself, another smile teasing at my lips, satisfied with my work for now though I was hardly done. Kat shifting against me again, the girl evidently finding it harder to stay still and yet that was entirely as I intended it to be. Teasing her as she so often saw fit to tease me as each of us made some effort to maintain that more dominant position, one I was entirely sure I was winning for the moment in the least. I was mostly sure, after all, she would make me pay for it later. She was desperately good at holding my attention when she wanted to- my thoughts so drifting back to that evening of her return. What? It's not like I'm ever going to stop picturing that scenario over and over again. My hands brushed lower then, dancing over that all-too sensitive skin, teasing it to life beneath my touch as she turned her neck to the side and gave me only greater access, her thighs parting readily as my fingers brushed lower before finally gracing that apex between them.

It was all-too easy then to stir that breathless moan from her, that sound so gloriously satisfying to the point I'd already put aside that impromptu I love you from before, that moment forgotten in the wake of this undeniable pleasure. My fingers entirely content to continue those measured, practised touches until I found just the way she responded best, content to bring her to that very brink of ecstasy, her hands gripping to side of the tub as her whole body tightened before I rather simply stopped, the softest of teasing chuckles upon my lips- knowing entirely just that frustration of being denied and yet I hardly intended to keep her waiting. My hands shifted then to her hips, sliding myself backward just a little.

"Turn around."

I waited only so long as it took her to do just that, the size of the tub making it relatively easy before I moved to simply slide her forward and onto my lap, hips rolling forward to enter her at the same time, my lips seizing her own in the same moment as that moan of satisfaction rose within my throat. She felt glorious. My hands rested on her hips still, encouraging her to move and set that pace, releasing her from my 'no moving' command all at once to let her have free reign once more. My teeth graced that soft pillow of her lower lip, tugging at it softly before the point of my tongue swept across it, encouraging her to part her lips entirely to let my tongue brushing her own in that truly sensual sort of kiss.




k o h l
so you want to play with magic?