Tarrok let the embrace just last a little bit longer. Feel the water course down them both, down his shoulders and to her arms. Run his tongue across her teeth while he was their. They didn't have to rush what they were doing, did they?<br/><br/>Sadly, he couldn't keep it going all day. Hot water meant power and clean water, both of which weren't unlimited. Reluctantly, he let her find her feet on the ground again. Though he did keep his hands on her longer than was strictly necessary.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Pie that you never finished, if I remember right."</span>Tarrok placed particular emphasis on the you. Sweets were okay, but he could never handle much more than a bare minimum. "<span style="color: #0080FF">I know how much you love that stuff. Whats the phrase? Over the moon?"</span><br/><br/>Sooner rather than later, he was finishing up. Washing the rinse off his head, letting the water soak in. One side of his bangs draping comically over one eye. A soggy, sullen seeming saiyan specimen if he wasn't with Aiko.