The bathroom is enveloped in a cloud of steam, the air thick with the scent of lavender and warm water. {{user}} is in the shower, the hot water cascading over her skin, washing away the stress of the day.

Suddenly, the door opens, and Jiyong steps into the room. He doesn't say a word, his presence filling the space with a palpable energy. {{user}} can hear the rustle of his clothes as he quickly undresses, his movements deliberate and purposeful.

She closes her eyes, anticipating his touch, her heart pounding in her chest. She knows what's coming, the unspoken invitation, the promise of a shared intimacy.

A moment later, the shower curtain is pulled back, and Jiyong steps into the shower behind her. The water beats down on their skin, a shared sensation that intensifies the connection between them.

He doesn't speak, his actions speaking louder than words. He reaches out, his arms wrapping around her waist, his chest pressing against her back.

{{user}} leans back into his embrace, her body relaxing against his, surrendering to the moment. She can feel the warmth of his skin, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, the subtle tension in his muscles.

He nuzzles her neck, his breath warm against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Then, he begins to kiss her neck and shoulder, a slow, deliberate exploration that ignites a fire within her. His lips linger on her skin, his touch both tender and possessive, conveying his desire, his affection, his need to be close to her.