"So no beard, but sandpaper skin. Whatever my lady desires." He grinned and kissed back, his hands loose around her middle. He followed her lead, gathering clothes and towels alike to take to the showers. Carson was a little bit behind her, but once he'd stripped he stepped into the same stall as her, allowing the hot water to cascade down over his head and body. He let some of the sweat and grime wash away before he pressed in behind her, hugging her back against himself, his hands sliding slowly up along her front and sides.<br/><br/>Despite their nakedness and proximity, he felt little arousal. He was more appreciative, measured and loving as he held her and cleaned her. He nuzzled through her black hair to kiss her ear and cheek, sighing softly as the water hit them. "Remind me to figure out how to build these for when we live out on the river."