<strong>Emily Fitzgerald</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The apartment, her shower ((Age 18, 2010 continuity, active story))<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: John<br/><hr/>Water runs off Emily's back in uneven sheets, warm water splashing onto John as he embraces her, the pale skin tight and clean where his hands meet her skin and his.  A sigh parts her lips, inaudible over the coursing water, as Emily's hands spread along John's forearms where he hugs her waist, her back meeting his taut chest, her bottom lifting and brushing his cock as she draws his arms tighter, as a girl might hug a winter blanket over her shoulders, she huddles close into him and allows him to envelop her.<br/><br/>Breaking contact with him a moment, she turns and with her mist-gray eyes looks unabashedly over his body, over the shadowy contours of his frame and limbs, where bone and sinew are augmented by swells of compact, statuesque muscle.  Her hands roam freely now, one splaying at the span between the muscles of his chest, the other gingerly scooping up a bar of pale, creamy soap-- mild, unscented, the small bar massages nicely along his shoulder and chest as her hands roam over him, a trail of clear bubbles and white suds forming as she more vigorously massages the soap over him.  She looks determined, her mouth set, but her eyes are imploring as she soaps up up John's stomach, the underside of his arm, then steadily (in the hopes to avoid tickling him) up his flanks to the nests of his armpits.<br/><br/>Suds course over him where her body lets through trickles of warm water, and when he kisses her neck, his mouth fills with it.  Her hands, bubbly with soap, cup his cock gently as she leans close, hiding her face mostly but watching, wide-eyed, his reaction from inches away as she massages and strokes his shaft.  She gives a gentle squeeze, then-- ignoring the water coursing over her hair and face, she crouches onto the tub side and gently rests her knees on the white, smooth surface.  She kisses his hip, his thigh, and his stomach-- not a moment later, she encircles his cock with her mouth, letting in the tip first, which she gives a tender kiss, then a bolder lap, before taking it along her tongue and drawing mouth.