[ it's not particularly chilly outside or even in the water, but when rowan puts his hand on her back, she feels it through the thin t-shirt she's wearing, all the way through to her skin. it's not helped that her shirt is nearly soaked through and she'd avoided wearing her robes to avoid the attention. she's just very aware that he's touching her in ways that he wouldn't have before.
before they'd been trapped here. before everything that'd happened to them. just... before.
she follows the lead and heads back inside, tipping her head back to catch a last glimpse of the sky before disappearing into the building and stalking toward the elevator with purpose. eleventh floor. and in the elevator, she turns to rowan, ]
More sex?
[ she ignores the way it comes out, breathless and surprised, as if she's so deeply unaccustomed to touch and to rain and to the concept of sex. none of it's true, but she's wet and he's radiating heat. maybe it's her. ]
no subject
before they'd been trapped here. before everything that'd happened to them. just... before.
she follows the lead and heads back inside, tipping her head back to catch a last glimpse of the sky before disappearing into the building and stalking toward the elevator with purpose. eleventh floor. and in the elevator, she turns to rowan, ]
More sex?
[ she ignores the way it comes out, breathless and surprised, as if she's so deeply unaccustomed to touch and to rain and to the concept of sex. none of it's true, but she's wet and he's radiating heat. maybe it's her. ]