[ Her own touch grazes lazily along his skin to help wash him off as well, taking a bit of body soap and lathering it before spreading it across his chest and stomach. Working her way down to his hips, she cranes her neck up to press a soft kiss to his lips, grinning up at him. ]
I guess we could be mildly responsible about our jobs. [ She grabs some more soap, scrubbing herself down with it and turning around to face the wall. ] Get my back, will you?
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I guess we could be mildly responsible about our jobs. [ She grabs some more soap, scrubbing herself down with it and turning around to face the wall. ] Get my back, will you?