[His lips are warm and inviting, pulling Justine an inch or so out of the water to meet the pressure of the kiss. It's quick but it takes her a moment to remember what it is that they were talking about.

Her fingers run down the toned muscles of his chest and she exhales a warm sigh as her train of thought returns.]

I think I can handle complicated. [As long as there is a whole lot of touching.

Justine's attention is pulled towards the loofah and her smile turns into a warm laugh.] That? It's meant to wash yourself with. [She runs her fingers up his chest and then down his arms, enjoying the simple pleasure of his skin beneath her fingertips.] I can show you if you'd like. It feels good. I promise.

[It's been awhile since she's gotten to wash someone.]