[The tile of the shower, damp with steam and condensation, is still cooler than his skin when his bare shoulders make contact with it. He can sense another facet of Adrian's complex nature simmering beneath the surface now; he's still polite, still careful to seek permission, but he seems less...ashamed of those desires. He's more willing to take, more willing to chase. More willing to act.

It's sort of a relief. Even if there's something wild and reckless about his vampire in a mood like this, it's better than his sadness. It's so much better than his sadness.]

Yeah. You can wash my hair after.

[His attention divided, it's a bit of a struggle to keep his rhythm, but that's probably fine. Adrian seems like he's in the mood to do most of the work himself, anyway.]

Just figured it'd been a while, maybe it'd help to take the edge off. Before Iris starts driving you crazy.