Perhaps, just maybe, you’d been out for a walk in the rain, or you’d been driving home from dinner or a bakery or ice cream parlor; or a walk on the beach because he knew you loved the beach more than anywhere, and he smirked a little while his eyes were trained in the road, knowing you were watching him–just staring, admiring how sexy he looked behind the wheel. And as he was getting his keys out of his pocket, or finding the house key on the ring of keys clutched in his hand, he would unlock the door and turn to let you in first only to find you dancing in the driveway, arms out and head tilted back to face the sky with closed eyes and a giant smile on your face and jumped and twirled in circles. And perhaps he would smile softly and shake his head a little, his hair getting wet and clothes becoming soaked, but he stands and watches you anyway because you look so happy and that’s all he ever wants for you. And then he maybe steps off the porch step and toes his way to the driveway and maybe he walks over to you in few steps with his long legs and taps your shoulder or catches you when you stumble, and holds out a hand and when you clasp it he pulls you into him and you simply slow dance in the pouring rain. He kisses you and brushes the wet hair out if your face and kisses you again and you wrap your arms around his waist or his neck and his are around your waist and you kiss again in the rain. And when you finally go inside your house he leads you to the bedroom where he helps you strip off your wet clothes and he turns on the shower, a little too cold at first so the hot water doesn’t shock you, and he steps in the shower with you where he hugs you and nuzzle his nose in your neck and gives it a little kiss. And maybe you have some shower sex and maybe you don’t, but you help each other wash up and rinse off and then you stand together in the cool but comforting water as it slides over your bodies and leaves you warm but cool in the most pleasant way. And then he wraps you in a towel as well as himself and maybe he helps you brush your hair and even tries to braid it for you just the way you like. Maybe he rubs your flower scented lotion onto your shoulders for you and after you’re both dressed he goes to the bedroom while you use the bathroom, and when you come out you clamber onto the bed and lay down next to him, laying your head on his chest and he wraps his arms around your body and presses kisses to your head, and with gently whispered “I love you”’s you both fall asleep to the peaceful sound of the rain washing the house and the rise and fall of your chests, the calming scents of your body washes and shampoos lingering, the safe feel of being next to each other, holding each other, touching each other, and the sweet sound of his heartbeat.
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