Stella's surprised that he can still speak words. No fight when he lays her down on the rubber mat on the shower floor. The impression that was meant to be a request but it came out more off a command is there. No resistance when he spreads her legs and drapes them over his shoulders. A slight jump greets Ari's attention to her sex. The sensations are rather dull compared to when he attends to her clitoris. She gasps and reflexively twitches when he goes slow over it. Even without the water, she knows that she's moist. She almost laughs when she looks up to see the top of his flaming hair peeking out from between her legs, which swiftly turns into a gasp as he takes her clit between his lips.