[ his breath hitches in his throat, further shattering the illusion that Zara is managing to keep his cool here - he'd be flushed to the ears if they weren't on top of his head and helpfully hidden by fur. He brought this on himself, he knows. She's just too damned difficult to resist. Her strength, wit and quirky personality are what he loves most about her, but he'd be a liar if he said he didn't want her body, too. Feeling her bare breasts push against him sends a shiver down his spine. ]
You and I, [ he begins, leaning in to press a kiss to her neck, almost as a distraction, and remaining there as he draws his hand up her back to her shoulder blades, ] have very different ideas of what bathtime is for, Judith.
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You and I, [ he begins, leaning in to press a kiss to her neck, almost as a distraction, and remaining there as he draws his hand up her back to her shoulder blades, ] have very different ideas of what bathtime is for, Judith.