Lydia laughs a little at his comment and closes her eyes when she feels him starting to massage the shampoo into her scalp. "Yeah, well, seeing it and feeling it when its dry is very different than trying to get through it when its wet, so consider yourself warned," she says playfully.
Admittedly, though, she can't deny how good it feels to have Matt doing it. There's something that's inexplicably equal parts racy and intimate about having Matt's fingers in her hair, washing it for her. It feels like something that should be one or the other, but somehow falls on both ends of the spectrum at the same time.
For her part, Lydia's fingers are moving behind his back, ghosting soft touches up and down his spine. She has to make an actual conscious effort not to press herself up against him more than she already is. "You'll let me do yours when you're finished?" she asks with a soft tint of hope in her tone.
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Admittedly, though, she can't deny how good it feels to have Matt doing it. There's something that's inexplicably equal parts racy and intimate about having Matt's fingers in her hair, washing it for her. It feels like something that should be one or the other, but somehow falls on both ends of the spectrum at the same time.
For her part, Lydia's fingers are moving behind his back, ghosting soft touches up and down his spine. She has to make an actual conscious effort not to press herself up against him more than she already is. "You'll let me do yours when you're finished?" she asks with a soft tint of hope in her tone.