"Well ... first of all, who says that this won't end up being relaxing for both of us, in the long run?" Adasse murmured, taking what Sorrel was freely giving, letting his mouth map Sorrel's collarbone with great satisfaction. His hands settled on Sorrel's hips, and he rolled his own up so Sorrel could see where their form of relaxation could perhaps come from, if he was in the mood.

"Secondly, I don't see you being completely calm either." That little hip thrust brought that home, thank you so much, warm and soapy water.