He was slow to stop entirely, his arm thrusting and moving slowly before he eased them back and out of her, sticky and thick with her juices. He lifted his hand to examine his fingers, a grin on his lips as he rubbed them together and examined the sticky strands that stuck between his digits. He considered sucking them clean, but after a moment turned them under the stream and let the current rinse them clean. He lifted his hand to cup her chin and turned her gasping lips upward so he could kiss her, a warm and brief press of his mouth against hers.<br/><br/>"You know," he murmured as it broke, nosing into her neck to plant a slow series of kisses and gentle bites, "I could learn to get addicted to you." He chuckled, low and warm, then moved to shut off the shower, the both of them good and clean. He took it upon himself to grab them some towels, too, and wrapped her up in the biggest one he could find before lifting her up and out of the tub entirely. He carried her back to bed and sat down at the head of it, a towel wrapped around his waist and another two folded and in hand.<br/><br/>Matt got to work with them, though, using one to pillow his lap further and the other to work at her hair and scalp. He massaged and dried her out lock by lock, humming as he got her good and dry. "So, yeah. To address what we only halfway addressed before I put my fingers back where they belong... I'm with you, now. You get to introduce me to your other friends as Matt, your multiple-orgasm-delivering boyfriend. And on Valentine's Day you can still sit around watching crappy romcoms but now you get to also fuck and look forward to a hot meal someone else cooked all for you. So the perks are pretty sweet."