She took a deep breath. This was just one more step to not always having to be in control around him. She didn't have to be perfect. He'd just told her that he liked her this way. (A mess. He liked her as a mess. What did that mean?) It was a compliment. He liked her as she was. (But she wasn't a mess. She was Amber Volakis, and everything was always exactly as she wanted it.) They better never break up; otherwise, she'd have to bury him and all the blackmail pile he was gathering on her.
"Like it all you want," she replied flippantly, taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't have seen her initial reaction, "but there's a whole world out there who won't think knots are amazing."
Stripping and entering the shower, it was hard to stay miffed with him as he wrapped him in his arms, folding her in. Amber could sense his affection and hers surged in response. "Is it?" She took the soap and turned, an easy task with the water making their skins so slippery, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His goofy happiness was irresistible. Amber glowed back at him, tipping her face to rub noses. His 'amazing' seemed so much sweeter, remembering it face to face. Under her careful direction, the soap glided across shoulders, his back and, squeezing her arms between them, his chest. With her blocking the spray, the suds dripped down him slowly, forming incandescent bubbles over his torso. She popped a particularly large one over his collar bone.
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She took a deep breath. This was just one more step to not always having to be in control around him. She didn't have to be perfect. He'd just told her that he liked her this way. (A mess. He liked her as a mess. What did that mean?) It was a compliment. He liked her as she was. (But she wasn't a mess. She was Amber Volakis, and everything was always exactly as she wanted it.) They better never break up; otherwise, she'd have to bury him and all the blackmail pile he was gathering on her.
"Like it all you want," she replied flippantly, taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't have seen her initial reaction, "but there's a whole world out there who won't think knots are amazing."
Stripping and entering the shower, it was hard to stay miffed with him as he wrapped him in his arms, folding her in. Amber could sense his affection and hers surged in response. "Is it?" She took the soap and turned, an easy task with the water making their skins so slippery, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His goofy happiness was irresistible. Amber glowed back at him, tipping her face to rub noses. His 'amazing' seemed so much sweeter, remembering it face to face. Under her careful direction, the soap glided across shoulders, his back and, squeezing her arms between them, his chest. With her blocking the spray, the suds dripped down him slowly, forming incandescent bubbles over his torso. She popped a particularly large one over his collar bone.