"If you don't mind my Lord, my I scrub you?"
She said, her eyelids dancing to the tune of her heart. He was trying to move to the other corner of the thub but twas kinda small to house the two of them.
Adjusting more and more would be equal be breaking the thub or rolling over or outta it. He was naked, he wouldn't afford either.
"Huh?"
He munched. He was trying not to look at her, but the more he did more he tried, the closer she pressed her nipples on his side.
He had been pushed to the other side of the thub. He could feel his right rib cage tugging at the ceramics.
He didn't know whether or not to love the feeling he was getting. But one thing he was sure of was the fact that there was nothing he could about it.
"I await your permission, my Lord."
She said again, her voice breaking under the spell of her breath. Vulcan could feel her all over his body but he was careful with every new twist.