You Can Flirt All You Like Since You’ve Become Harmless
Title: You Can flirt All You Like Since You've Become Harmless
Pairing: Mattex (Matt Smith/Alex Kingston)
Genre: RPF
Rating: M
Word Count: 2,796
Summary: Alex catches Matt doing something rather unexpected when looking for a place to shower.
A/N: This is my first Mattex fic, so feedback would be much appreciated. I wrote it with Charina (areyoumarriedriver) in mind because she beta'ed my last story. She didn't beta this one, nor did anyone else, so all mistakes are mine.
You Can Flirt All You Like Since You've Become Harmless
They had just finished filming one of the most anticipated scenes of the series. After a few takes, it was declared a wrap and all the actors, doubles, and crews (who didn’t have the job of cleaning up the entire set) were released for the next few days. As usual, she was invited to go out with the team to “party,” which probably entailed drinking, dancing, and the like. Normally, the thought didn’t appeal to her. Her partying days, she thought, were long since past. Tonight, however, especially after her kiss with Matt, she was feeling slightly more daring than usual.
Alex walked some of the way to her trailer with Matt, Karen, and Arthur before parting, promising that she would meet up with them back at the set in an hour and a half after a quick shower. They agreed and headed their separate ways for the time being, each having his or her own duties to attend to before hitting the town.
Opening the door to her temporary on-set home, Alex tossed her things on the bed and walked to turn on the shower, grumbling when the water failed to heat up. Can they ever manage to fix this? She thought, her mind already working on the next possible solution. Not showering could have been an option, but she needed to freshen up after a long day of filming. That settled, she decided to ask one of her co-stars if they would mind if she used one of their showers.
The first trailer she tried was Karen’s, but Karen failed to answer and Alex thought she could hear some bad, off-key singing and stumbling about going on behind the door. She was probably listening to music and Alex didn’t want to wait outside in the chilly Cardiff weather until Karen happened to hear her knocks.
Next, she went to Arthur’s trailer. Upon arriving, however, she could hear the water running and she didn’t want to bother him while he was showering. Her last option was Matt. She could have gone to one of the crew member’s trailers, but that would have been more awkward than was necessary.
As she walked up to the door of Matt’s trailer, she could hear what sounded like soft grunts and groans coming from inside. This worried her slightly and she knocked rapidly. “Matt, are you ok?” She heard a yelp of surprised and a short crash as Matt scrambled around his trailer. “Matt?” She knocked again. “Are you alright? What’s going on?”
“Hang on one minute! I just… I um…” He broke off the sentence there, but she could still hear him humming nervously as he made his way to the door, finally unlocking it and peeking around the frame. “Oh…” he said as if shocked to see her, “h… hello, Alex. What did you need?”
She noticed him move something behind his back as she stepped closer to the door, but decided it was nothing. “Well, the water in my trailer is cold, again,” she said with an eye roll, “and I was wondering if you would mine if I showered here. I’ve already tried over at Arthur’s and Karen’s with no luck, so you were my next best option.”
He let out a high-pitched nervous laugh, clearing his throat once he realized what he’d done. “O-Of course. Come in.” He opened the door the rest of the way, motioning for her to come inside. Once she was in his trailer, however, he quickly turned, attempting to hide his front from her- not that he was doing much hiding anyway, seeing that he was clad in nothing but a towel, his hair and body still wet. He had obviously just gotten out of the shower himself.
Forcing the thoughts that threatened to invade her mind away, Alex was about to shrug off his weird behavior when she caught a glimpse of what he was holding in his hand. It was a rather sexily-posed picture she had done for a photo shoot years ago. She grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around, about to ask him why he had the picture, but was immediately distracted by his extremely-obvious erection. “Matt…” was all she managed to choke out.
His eyes darted around nervously for a moment before he shrugged and finally spoke, fingers running through his still-wet hair. “Sorry, Alex… I know this is weird, but I didn’t want to make it weirder by approaching you about my feelings. I mean, you’re my co-star, my friend, and I didn’t want to risk ruining that.”
She smirked and watched as his eyes went dark at the look on her face. “Did you really think you’d have to do more than just ask?” she said, quoting herself from that day’s shooting.
“I… I didn’t know if you felt the same w-” instead of finishing the sentence properly, he ended it with a choked gasp, for she had closed the distance between them and had roughly reached through the opening in the towel, grasping his prick.
“Why do you think scenes work out so well between us, sweetie?” she asked matter-of-factly, as if her hand wasn’t in its current location, “I didn’t know you felt the same way, but obviously,” she motioned toward his erection, “I was wrong.” She began slowly running her fingernails along the length of him before tearing the towel from his hips. He hissed as it brushed across him and she smiled, stepping in so her body was pressed against his.
“Alex, is this ok? I mean, it’s fine with me, I just…” In answer to his question, she tilted her head, smiling at him before leaning in and pressing her lips against his. When she felt his tongue attempt to push past her lips, she broke the kiss and pulled back and he groaned, “Alex…”
Humming to herself, she began to trail soft kissed down his neck, chest, and stomach, hands skimming down his sides as she knelt before him. She stopped for a moment to lick around the sensitive skin below his bellybutton before moving to the head of his prick, giving it a teasing flick with her tongue. He let out a sharp gasp and she smiled up at him, moving to take the length of him in her mouth. “Alex!” he cried out, his hips surging forward. As her throat muscles started to relax, she was able to take more of him, her tongue curling around him. She ticked the sensitive skin on his testicles and occasionally stroked along the shaft when her mouth wasn’t in the way. She was enjoying the sounds he was making above her which were getting higher and higher in pitch the closer he got to release.
Suddenly, he came to his senses and stilled her motions. “Alex… I… You… Oh, come here.” He hauled her back into a standing position, hands cupping either side of her face as he kissed her aggressively and she moaned when she felt his length pressing against her stomach.
When he finally broke the kiss, he promptly turned around, grabbing her hand and practically dragging her into the bedroom. When they reached their destination, he managed to rid her of her jacket, shirt, and bra in record time- at least, that was the fastest she had ever seen it done- before wrapping his arms around her and snogging her absolutely senseless as he backed her toward the bed. When her knees hit the edge, she let out a small yelp- though it was swallowed by his kiss- and fell back onto the bed, Matt falling none-too-gracefully beside her.
He planted a single kiss to her lips before eyeing her in that manner of his- still so boyish, yet mischievous and in some way, loving- and moving to her neck where he planted a few experimental kisses before latching on, sucking his chosen spot to a marking bruise. He pulled back to admire his work before leaning in to soothe the area with wet kisses, licking a stripe down her neck and across her clavicle before he reached her breasts. She fisted her hands in his hair when he nipped and licked his way around her right nipple before taking the hardened peak in his mouth, sucking until she let out an audible moan. He then trailed his tongue across her chest, stopping to place a few lingering kisses to the in the valley between her breasts before moving his attention to her other breast. However, instead of sucking until he got a response, he bit down on her nipple and she let out his name on a shout.
Smiling to himself in satisfaction, he began to trail kisses down her body as if he was mapping every inch of her skin and committing it to memory for later use. His tongue lapped at her bellybutton before he moved his head to the right and nipped at the bit of hip bone exposed above her jeans. She squirmed in response and he began to slowly undo the jeans, unbuttoning them and dragging the metal tab of the zipper down maddeningly slow, his other hand massaging her core through her jeans.
Alex couldn’t take it anymore. With a small growl of frustration, she pushed her hands against Matt’s chest, forcing him up and off the bed into a standing position. With him out of the way, Alex quickly rid herself of her jeans and knickers, tossing the latter at his face- surprisingly, he managed to catch them- before sliding back to the head of the bed. She watched Matt watch her, the look on his face one of fascination, his jaw practically on the floor as he held her discarded undergarments in his hand, as if he wasn’t quite sure what to do next.
When he finally became aware that a good few moments had passed and that she had caught him staring, he closed his mouth and shook his head in an attempt to clear his senses. “Alex… I-”
“Like what you see?” she asked with a sly smile, bending her knees up, feet flat on the bed, spreading her legs slightly. She began to trail her fingers down her body, stopping to pinch her right nipple before moving lower.
When her hand was just inches away from the area he most wanted to touch, he snapped completely back to his senses. He could smell her in the air around him. He could feel that she was ready for him based on her damp knickers. It only took the sight of her so close to touching herself to cause him to snap. He growled out a “Yes,” to her earlier question, tossing her knickers somewhere in the room and leaping on the bed, attacking her lips, hands planted on either side of her head. He broke the kiss when he felt her groping around for his erection. “No,” he murmured and pulled away from her mouth, moving down to press a kiss to the inside of her left knee. From there, he trailed kisses up until he reached the apex of her thigh.
“Matt, I-Oh!” She broke off the sentence with a moan as he gave one quick lick across her moist folds, as if testing her. Apparently, he approved and began to tease her clit with his tongue. She squirmed in response and he pressed his left forearm against her abdomen, stilling her, as his right began ticking its way up along her left leg. When he reached her knee and ticked behind it, she jumped, causing him to smile-he had found one of her erogenous zones. He tickled his fingers across the area for a few moments, eliciting several signs and gasps from her before he continued to trail his hand up along her thigh. When his hand reached her core, he stopped.
“Please, Matt.” She begged. Luckily for her, he was not in a teasing mood and quickly slid one finger inside her, his tongue continuing to tease her clit. She gasped when she felt him slide a second finger in, pumping slowly and curling inside her, searching for that spot. When he found it, she moaned, feeling him smile against her in response as he nipped at her clit, his fingers pressing against that spot again, causing her to scream as her orgasm wracked through her body.
He licked her juices from the insides of her thighs and removed his fingers, moving back up her body. Meeting her eyes, he beamed at her before leaning down to kiss her languidly as he slowly slid into her. He swallowed her moan and began to move his hips slowly, allowing her to adjust to him. When he finally pressed completely into her, she broke the kiss on a moan, her head pressing back into the pillows. He smiled to himself and moved his head to the side, peppering small kisses against her jaw, moving up her jaw line until he reached her earlobe, sucking it between his teeth. He reveled in the sounds she was making in his ear and increased his speed as he felt her hands pressing into the small of his back, urging him to move faster. His right hand slipped beneath her and tilted her pelvis slightly. They both cried out as the position offered a deeper angle. As he started to tire, he flipped their position, never severing their connection.
Alex pressed her knees tighter against his hips as she began to ride him. He moved his hands up the flat plane of her stomach, stopping when he reached her breasts. “Beautiful.” He breathed, teasing the sensitive skin around her nipples before leaning up slightly, hands wrapping around her waist as his mouth replaced his hands. He nipped and licked to soothe around the hardened peak before taking it in his mouth, sucking. He felt need building within him again and he thrust up, his pubic bone hitting the bundle of nerves at her core just right, causing her to moan and fall forward against him, forcing him back into a prone position.
He could fell that she was close by the way her muscles clenched around him from the inside and he flipped them again, thrusting hard into her once, twice- on the third thrust, she called out, “Doctor!” shuddering beneath him. The feeling of her orgasm wracking her body brought him closer to his released and he thrust his hips in quick succession, chanting her name. His orgasm hit him hard, the edges of his vision darkening and he fell against her, breathless.
He allowed himself a moment before sliding out of her and moving down her body once again to lick their mingled essences from her thighs, his tongue working against the already spasming muscles to rocket her into another orgasm.
After allowing her to recover, he moved up to press soft kisses to her lips. She sighed contentedly when he broke the kiss and smiled down at her before rolling off to the side, drawing her against him for a cuddle, pressing a kiss against those riotous curls.
Realization dawned on him a moment later. “Alex,” he started, getting a contented “Hmm?” from her in response. “Umm… you, uh… when you called my name, you called me ‘Doctor.’”
She buried her face against his chest and laughed. “I did, didn’t I?”
“Well,” he shrugged, “I don’t mind. Plus, it was kinda hot.”
“Good,” she said lifting her head from his chest to give his lips a quick peck, “I aim to please. Maybe next time you can call me ‘River.’”
He smiled to himself. There would certainly be a next time.
“So,” he started again, “What about Kaz and Arthur?”
She grumbled and buried her face against his chest again. “Well, we know they won’t accept if we tell them we can’t come. How long do I have?”
Looking at his alarm clock he replied, “Fifteen minutes and you still need to shower.”
“I do.” She groaned as she sat up and swung her legs over the bed. When she noticed him moving too, she held up a hand to stop him. “We’ve only got fifteen minutes. If you shower with me, we will never leave.”
“But-”
“No buts.” She smiled, standing and walking toward his bathroom, sashaying her naked hips as she walked, knowing he was watching her. When she reached the bathroom door, she turned, a pixie smile on her face. “But if you’re a good boy, maybe we can shower again when we get back.”
His breath hitched and he nodded, watching the bathroom door close behind her.
This was shaping up to be an excellent night.
Pairing: Mattex (Matt Smith/Alex Kingston)
Genre: RPF
Rating: M
Word Count: 2,796
Summary: Alex catches Matt doing something rather unexpected when looking for a place to shower.
A/N: This is my first Mattex fic, so feedback would be much appreciated. I wrote it with Charina (areyoumarriedriver) in mind because she beta'ed my last story. She didn't beta this one, nor did anyone else, so all mistakes are mine.
You Can Flirt All You Like Since You've Become Harmless
They had just finished filming one of the most anticipated scenes of the series. After a few takes, it was declared a wrap and all the actors, doubles, and crews (who didn’t have the job of cleaning up the entire set) were released for the next few days. As usual, she was invited to go out with the team to “party,” which probably entailed drinking, dancing, and the like. Normally, the thought didn’t appeal to her. Her partying days, she thought, were long since past. Tonight, however, especially after her kiss with Matt, she was feeling slightly more daring than usual.
Alex walked some of the way to her trailer with Matt, Karen, and Arthur before parting, promising that she would meet up with them back at the set in an hour and a half after a quick shower. They agreed and headed their separate ways for the time being, each having his or her own duties to attend to before hitting the town.
Opening the door to her temporary on-set home, Alex tossed her things on the bed and walked to turn on the shower, grumbling when the water failed to heat up. Can they ever manage to fix this? She thought, her mind already working on the next possible solution. Not showering could have been an option, but she needed to freshen up after a long day of filming. That settled, she decided to ask one of her co-stars if they would mind if she used one of their showers.
The first trailer she tried was Karen’s, but Karen failed to answer and Alex thought she could hear some bad, off-key singing and stumbling about going on behind the door. She was probably listening to music and Alex didn’t want to wait outside in the chilly Cardiff weather until Karen happened to hear her knocks.
Next, she went to Arthur’s trailer. Upon arriving, however, she could hear the water running and she didn’t want to bother him while he was showering. Her last option was Matt. She could have gone to one of the crew member’s trailers, but that would have been more awkward than was necessary.
As she walked up to the door of Matt’s trailer, she could hear what sounded like soft grunts and groans coming from inside. This worried her slightly and she knocked rapidly. “Matt, are you ok?” She heard a yelp of surprised and a short crash as Matt scrambled around his trailer. “Matt?” She knocked again. “Are you alright? What’s going on?”
“Hang on one minute! I just… I um…” He broke off the sentence there, but she could still hear him humming nervously as he made his way to the door, finally unlocking it and peeking around the frame. “Oh…” he said as if shocked to see her, “h… hello, Alex. What did you need?”
She noticed him move something behind his back as she stepped closer to the door, but decided it was nothing. “Well, the water in my trailer is cold, again,” she said with an eye roll, “and I was wondering if you would mine if I showered here. I’ve already tried over at Arthur’s and Karen’s with no luck, so you were my next best option.”
He let out a high-pitched nervous laugh, clearing his throat once he realized what he’d done. “O-Of course. Come in.” He opened the door the rest of the way, motioning for her to come inside. Once she was in his trailer, however, he quickly turned, attempting to hide his front from her- not that he was doing much hiding anyway, seeing that he was clad in nothing but a towel, his hair and body still wet. He had obviously just gotten out of the shower himself.
Forcing the thoughts that threatened to invade her mind away, Alex was about to shrug off his weird behavior when she caught a glimpse of what he was holding in his hand. It was a rather sexily-posed picture she had done for a photo shoot years ago. She grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around, about to ask him why he had the picture, but was immediately distracted by his extremely-obvious erection. “Matt…” was all she managed to choke out.
His eyes darted around nervously for a moment before he shrugged and finally spoke, fingers running through his still-wet hair. “Sorry, Alex… I know this is weird, but I didn’t want to make it weirder by approaching you about my feelings. I mean, you’re my co-star, my friend, and I didn’t want to risk ruining that.”
She smirked and watched as his eyes went dark at the look on her face. “Did you really think you’d have to do more than just ask?” she said, quoting herself from that day’s shooting.
“I… I didn’t know if you felt the same w-” instead of finishing the sentence properly, he ended it with a choked gasp, for she had closed the distance between them and had roughly reached through the opening in the towel, grasping his prick.
“Why do you think scenes work out so well between us, sweetie?” she asked matter-of-factly, as if her hand wasn’t in its current location, “I didn’t know you felt the same way, but obviously,” she motioned toward his erection, “I was wrong.” She began slowly running her fingernails along the length of him before tearing the towel from his hips. He hissed as it brushed across him and she smiled, stepping in so her body was pressed against his.
“Alex, is this ok? I mean, it’s fine with me, I just…” In answer to his question, she tilted her head, smiling at him before leaning in and pressing her lips against his. When she felt his tongue attempt to push past her lips, she broke the kiss and pulled back and he groaned, “Alex…”
Humming to herself, she began to trail soft kissed down his neck, chest, and stomach, hands skimming down his sides as she knelt before him. She stopped for a moment to lick around the sensitive skin below his bellybutton before moving to the head of his prick, giving it a teasing flick with her tongue. He let out a sharp gasp and she smiled up at him, moving to take the length of him in her mouth. “Alex!” he cried out, his hips surging forward. As her throat muscles started to relax, she was able to take more of him, her tongue curling around him. She ticked the sensitive skin on his testicles and occasionally stroked along the shaft when her mouth wasn’t in the way. She was enjoying the sounds he was making above her which were getting higher and higher in pitch the closer he got to release.
Suddenly, he came to his senses and stilled her motions. “Alex… I… You… Oh, come here.” He hauled her back into a standing position, hands cupping either side of her face as he kissed her aggressively and she moaned when she felt his length pressing against her stomach.
When he finally broke the kiss, he promptly turned around, grabbing her hand and practically dragging her into the bedroom. When they reached their destination, he managed to rid her of her jacket, shirt, and bra in record time- at least, that was the fastest she had ever seen it done- before wrapping his arms around her and snogging her absolutely senseless as he backed her toward the bed. When her knees hit the edge, she let out a small yelp- though it was swallowed by his kiss- and fell back onto the bed, Matt falling none-too-gracefully beside her.
He planted a single kiss to her lips before eyeing her in that manner of his- still so boyish, yet mischievous and in some way, loving- and moving to her neck where he planted a few experimental kisses before latching on, sucking his chosen spot to a marking bruise. He pulled back to admire his work before leaning in to soothe the area with wet kisses, licking a stripe down her neck and across her clavicle before he reached her breasts. She fisted her hands in his hair when he nipped and licked his way around her right nipple before taking the hardened peak in his mouth, sucking until she let out an audible moan. He then trailed his tongue across her chest, stopping to place a few lingering kisses to the in the valley between her breasts before moving his attention to her other breast. However, instead of sucking until he got a response, he bit down on her nipple and she let out his name on a shout.
Smiling to himself in satisfaction, he began to trail kisses down her body as if he was mapping every inch of her skin and committing it to memory for later use. His tongue lapped at her bellybutton before he moved his head to the right and nipped at the bit of hip bone exposed above her jeans. She squirmed in response and he began to slowly undo the jeans, unbuttoning them and dragging the metal tab of the zipper down maddeningly slow, his other hand massaging her core through her jeans.
Alex couldn’t take it anymore. With a small growl of frustration, she pushed her hands against Matt’s chest, forcing him up and off the bed into a standing position. With him out of the way, Alex quickly rid herself of her jeans and knickers, tossing the latter at his face- surprisingly, he managed to catch them- before sliding back to the head of the bed. She watched Matt watch her, the look on his face one of fascination, his jaw practically on the floor as he held her discarded undergarments in his hand, as if he wasn’t quite sure what to do next.
When he finally became aware that a good few moments had passed and that she had caught him staring, he closed his mouth and shook his head in an attempt to clear his senses. “Alex… I-”
“Like what you see?” she asked with a sly smile, bending her knees up, feet flat on the bed, spreading her legs slightly. She began to trail her fingers down her body, stopping to pinch her right nipple before moving lower.
When her hand was just inches away from the area he most wanted to touch, he snapped completely back to his senses. He could smell her in the air around him. He could feel that she was ready for him based on her damp knickers. It only took the sight of her so close to touching herself to cause him to snap. He growled out a “Yes,” to her earlier question, tossing her knickers somewhere in the room and leaping on the bed, attacking her lips, hands planted on either side of her head. He broke the kiss when he felt her groping around for his erection. “No,” he murmured and pulled away from her mouth, moving down to press a kiss to the inside of her left knee. From there, he trailed kisses up until he reached the apex of her thigh.
“Matt, I-Oh!” She broke off the sentence with a moan as he gave one quick lick across her moist folds, as if testing her. Apparently, he approved and began to tease her clit with his tongue. She squirmed in response and he pressed his left forearm against her abdomen, stilling her, as his right began ticking its way up along her left leg. When he reached her knee and ticked behind it, she jumped, causing him to smile-he had found one of her erogenous zones. He tickled his fingers across the area for a few moments, eliciting several signs and gasps from her before he continued to trail his hand up along her thigh. When his hand reached her core, he stopped.
“Please, Matt.” She begged. Luckily for her, he was not in a teasing mood and quickly slid one finger inside her, his tongue continuing to tease her clit. She gasped when she felt him slide a second finger in, pumping slowly and curling inside her, searching for that spot. When he found it, she moaned, feeling him smile against her in response as he nipped at her clit, his fingers pressing against that spot again, causing her to scream as her orgasm wracked through her body.
He licked her juices from the insides of her thighs and removed his fingers, moving back up her body. Meeting her eyes, he beamed at her before leaning down to kiss her languidly as he slowly slid into her. He swallowed her moan and began to move his hips slowly, allowing her to adjust to him. When he finally pressed completely into her, she broke the kiss on a moan, her head pressing back into the pillows. He smiled to himself and moved his head to the side, peppering small kisses against her jaw, moving up her jaw line until he reached her earlobe, sucking it between his teeth. He reveled in the sounds she was making in his ear and increased his speed as he felt her hands pressing into the small of his back, urging him to move faster. His right hand slipped beneath her and tilted her pelvis slightly. They both cried out as the position offered a deeper angle. As he started to tire, he flipped their position, never severing their connection.
Alex pressed her knees tighter against his hips as she began to ride him. He moved his hands up the flat plane of her stomach, stopping when he reached her breasts. “Beautiful.” He breathed, teasing the sensitive skin around her nipples before leaning up slightly, hands wrapping around her waist as his mouth replaced his hands. He nipped and licked to soothe around the hardened peak before taking it in his mouth, sucking. He felt need building within him again and he thrust up, his pubic bone hitting the bundle of nerves at her core just right, causing her to moan and fall forward against him, forcing him back into a prone position.
He could fell that she was close by the way her muscles clenched around him from the inside and he flipped them again, thrusting hard into her once, twice- on the third thrust, she called out, “Doctor!” shuddering beneath him. The feeling of her orgasm wracking her body brought him closer to his released and he thrust his hips in quick succession, chanting her name. His orgasm hit him hard, the edges of his vision darkening and he fell against her, breathless.
He allowed himself a moment before sliding out of her and moving down her body once again to lick their mingled essences from her thighs, his tongue working against the already spasming muscles to rocket her into another orgasm.
After allowing her to recover, he moved up to press soft kisses to her lips. She sighed contentedly when he broke the kiss and smiled down at her before rolling off to the side, drawing her against him for a cuddle, pressing a kiss against those riotous curls.
Realization dawned on him a moment later. “Alex,” he started, getting a contented “Hmm?” from her in response. “Umm… you, uh… when you called my name, you called me ‘Doctor.’”
She buried her face against his chest and laughed. “I did, didn’t I?”
“Well,” he shrugged, “I don’t mind. Plus, it was kinda hot.”
“Good,” she said lifting her head from his chest to give his lips a quick peck, “I aim to please. Maybe next time you can call me ‘River.’”
He smiled to himself. There would certainly be a next time.
“So,” he started again, “What about Kaz and Arthur?”
She grumbled and buried her face against his chest again. “Well, we know they won’t accept if we tell them we can’t come. How long do I have?”
Looking at his alarm clock he replied, “Fifteen minutes and you still need to shower.”
“I do.” She groaned as she sat up and swung her legs over the bed. When she noticed him moving too, she held up a hand to stop him. “We’ve only got fifteen minutes. If you shower with me, we will never leave.”
“But-”
“No buts.” She smiled, standing and walking toward his bathroom, sashaying her naked hips as she walked, knowing he was watching her. When she reached the bathroom door, she turned, a pixie smile on her face. “But if you’re a good boy, maybe we can shower again when we get back.”
His breath hitched and he nodded, watching the bathroom door close behind her.
This was shaping up to be an excellent night.