Hesitantly, she brushed her lips to his, wobbling against him. The heat of his bare skin felt searing against her chest. “You can have me,” she whispered. “If you want.”
Helios licked his nose insolently, before bending to lick drops of water off Ace’s feet. He washed one spot assiduously, before hopping in the shower and looking up at the shower head. Then he looked at Ace, tail waving, and back at the shower head.
One of Ace’s arms slipped around her waist to secure her place pressed flush against his bare chest, a droplet of water from his curly hair falling and landing on his cheek. He was more focused on the latter’s plump lips, and the way they sent jolts of electricity through his veins.
“Mm,” he hummed, reaching down to brush his lips against hers a second time, with a tad more force. “I do.” He pressed his forehead against hers, tilting forward to press a kiss to her nose.
Summer’s eyes fluttered open when he kissed her nose, and she offered him a shy smile. Her heart pounded, and she said, “I don’t understand you.” She pressed herself as close as possible, relying on his strength to hold her up, and unwound his towel mischievously.