Tegan glanced back to him, and grinned, laughing softly as he reclined. "Either way is fine with me." She replied, rolling over to loom over him, hands braced on either side of his chest, her hair teasing his chest lightly,  her nipples a hairsbreadth from his. She pressed a slow, sultry kiss to his lips, before standing, and stepping out of the shower, casting him a 'come hither' look over her shoulder as she took a step toward the towel rack. She may not like that they had to wait, but she was in no mood to make it easier for him than it was for her.