a cold shiver ran down my spine. A premonition of danger, a flicker of fear. Before I could react, Sylus had me pinned against the wall, his arms a protective cage around me. Water from his hair mingled with my own, creating a damp, intimate atmosphere. "Wait you're dripping wet get away from me!" Water from the end of his hair slides into my collar, The damp fabric cling onto my skin

"Good idea," he said, his voice low and husky. "Since there's no water, a wipe will have to do."

"Aren't you going to do something about my hair?" he teased, his voice dripping with mischief. I rolled my eyes. "That's asking for another favor. When you're asking for assistance, you should learn to humble yourself first." I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. But before I could savor the moment, he scooped me up

Panic set in as my feet left the ground. "What are you doing?!" I squeaked, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Oh no, look, they're wet. Now what?" I tried to wiggle free, but his grip was like iron. "Well, you need to let me down first," I insisted, my voice laced with defiance.

Sylus chuckled, his breath warm against my ear. "Doesn't this mean you also need to learn how to humble yourself?" he murmured.

"Oh, I guess I'll have to be gentle," I teased, returning the favor, my fingers finding his sensitive spots. His breathing quickened, and his eyes darkened. The heat in the shower seemed to intensify, and for a moment, it was just the two of us.

"Hey, the soundproofing for this shower isn't great," Sylus said, his voice low and husky. "People might get the wrong idea if they hear us. At this rate, we could end up in a lose-lose situation."

"Tell me, who pinned you down and hit you?" I retorted playfully, tugging at his ear. His laughter filled the small space, "Ohhh, so class isn't over yet." said Sylus while kissing your palm "then can I trouble you some more..." he threw you and carried you in his arms in bridal style "miss?"