He carelessly dropped the shower head, cradling her wet head in his hands. He sat by the edge of the tub, leaning in with his husky and seductive voice.
"Just need a little push, and you'll accept all this."
Suddenly, they were so close that Ellinor froze, and even her breath paused.
She couldn't tell how the kiss started.
All she knew was that her mind was a total mess.
All she could hear was the sound of running water and his fast yet steady breathing.
She felt like she was being pulled into a black hole. Unable to resist, her entire body was enveloped by an unbearable heat.
The water in the tub was originally cold, but now it was hot. He had turned on the faucet, letting the hot water slowly flow out. The drain was also spitting out the previously cold water at the same rate, which was gradually replaced by the hot water.
The sound of the two faucets spewing out water was what had woken her up.
He came in to change the water for her so she wouldn't catch a cold.
At first, Ellinor instinctively pushed against his shoulders, trying to resist his sudden kiss. But gradually, she felt like she was conquered by him, and her wet little hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck.
She stopped resisting and started to face her inner feelings. She slowly responded to his passionate kiss and even took the initiative.
The sound of their heartbeats, the interlacing breaths, the moist friction, it was as if these two people, who had been separated for a long time due to misunderstandings, wished to melt each other into their bodies.
Ellinor, with her arms around his neck, suddenly had a naughty idea. She intentionally pulled him to the side, dragging him into the tub.
They embraced tightly in the water, as if they could get even closer than in the air, feeling inseparable.
If they kept kissing like this, he wouldn't be able to hold back.
Theo regained his sanity, straightened his tall body, and eventually reluctantly parted ways with her.
He gently touched her head, adjusted his chaotic breathing, and softly said to her, "Alright, get up and wash. You have to change into your clothes, or you'll catch a cold!"
Ellinor seemed a little intoxicated by the kiss, her face full of confused blush and her eyes also shimmering with vague tears. Her small hands tightly gripped his soaked shirt that stuck to his chest, "...No!"
His throat bobbed, and he couldn't resist giving her a gentle kiss on her lips, "What?"
Ellinor's voice was a bit hoarse, "I don't want you to go..."
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