He growls as her nails graze his skin, but certainly doesn't seem to mind. A hand glides down between and he parts her folds gently, stroking his fingers back and forth.
"Yes, princess?" He smirks at her, kissing her forehead. The water rushes up a little bit, lapping at their feet and the edge of the towel.
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