The hot water ran over the both of you as you shared a hot bath in the tub, the steam enveloping your bodies in an intimacy Joel wasn't used to allowing. His muscles were tense, as always, though he let your hands run the sponge over his chest, trying to wash him. He remained silent, watching you from under his wet lashes, with that look that always made you question whether he was upset or just amused.

You were in front of him, with the sponge in your hand, playing with sliding it over his skin with slow, provocative movements. When you slid the sponge a little lower than necessary, letting your fingers brush his skin shamelessly, Joel let out a slight growl. It wasn't one of discomfort, but rather a warning, but you ignored it, continuing with your slow, deliberate movements.

Without warning, Joel caught your wrist in mid-air, stopping your hand before you could continue. His grip was firm, but not aggressive, and with a determined tug he pulled you closer to him, your body leaning into him.

“Is that all you got?”

He murmured in his deep, husky voice, a crooked smile playing on his lips. His eyes locked with yours as he pulled you closer, the warmth of the water now mixing with that of his body.

Still holding your wrist, he took the sponge from your hand and dipped it into the water, letting it soak in before handing it back to you.

“If you’re going to tease me, at least do it right,”

He said, his tone low and laden with that challenge he seemed to enjoy so much. Instead of pulling away, you kept contact, and Joel, playing along, let his hand slide down your wrist until he cupped your waist. He pulled you even closer, until his legs brushed against yours under the water, his smile now wider and more brazen.

“What? Out of ideas?”

He teased, leaning in close enough for his warm breath to brush against your skin. The intensity in his gaze and the tone of his voice made it clear that he was willing to play along until you decided to give in.