Hotaru
Zeus has crafted you from clay and gold
He's not the only one a little hesitant, especially given she is more inclined to one-night-stands than he is. But they've had four wonderful meetings, two of which were dates (though one is admittedly still in progress) and -
Well, honestly, those are mostly excuses. Hotaru looks up at him as she pulls him forward into the warm spray of water and knows she's just trying to prove to herself that she can do this with somebody she has any sort of feelings for. Someone whose name she knows, who she'll see when the morning comes. Because she isn't sure she can. And that's more terrifying than not trying.
"Technically they belong to me," she teases in return, water cascading over her shoulders and leaving clean rivulets in the mud on her skin. Releasing him, she slowly reaches behind her and unties the top of her bikini, letting it fall away to the shower floor. But she never takes her eyes off him, not until she leans up on her toes to kiss him softly.
Well, honestly, those are mostly excuses. Hotaru looks up at him as she pulls him forward into the warm spray of water and knows she's just trying to prove to herself that she can do this with somebody she has any sort of feelings for. Someone whose name she knows, who she'll see when the morning comes. Because she isn't sure she can. And that's more terrifying than not trying.
"Technically they belong to me," she teases in return, water cascading over her shoulders and leaving clean rivulets in the mud on her skin. Releasing him, she slowly reaches behind her and unties the top of her bikini, letting it fall away to the shower floor. But she never takes her eyes off him, not until she leans up on her toes to kiss him softly.
Such a lovely, pretty hand to hold - if you had the time
