Largely, Lydia is trying to decide whether they're actually going to shower or if they're going to waste water fooling around just because they've never done it. Either is fine with her, but she doesn't want to interrupt a moment by going off track. The sensation of skin on skin when he presses himself into her is almost magnified by the slip of hot water between their bodies and she moans softly against his kiss.

Moving her arms slightly, Lydia's hands slip into Matt's hair as the shower wets it and she pushes her body harder against his, needy and wanton. Sometimes, Matt is the only good thing about this place. Having friends, even having Allison back, is great, but sex has been the only thing that can distract Lydia from the depths of her inner turmoil for years now. She doubts that will ever change, or if it does, it won't be any time soon. With Aiden, she liked it rough to pull her out of the funks.

With Matt...it's different. Sometimes she can just surround herself entirely with him because this is a different feeling than Aiden. It reminds her a little of Jackson, but more intense. Lydia is falling in love with Matt and that's equal parts terrifying and exhilarating. Lydia breaks the kiss to take a breath and nuzzles her nose against his with a soft sigh of contentment. "I think I'm going to need you to do this at least once a day with me. This is easily the best shower I've ever taken," she says and she's only half-joking.