||Sweater||

(warning: sexual content)

I decide that I need to shower as I get up for a glass of water.

"You said the shower is I the master bedroom right?" I ask from the kitchen.

"Yes," Zemo answers, continuing to watch the movie on tv.

"Which bedroom is that?" I take a drink.

"The only bedroom."

I choke, coughing up water violently.

Zemo turns to me with genuine concern on his face.

"Are you alright?"

My couching finally goes down a bit.

"There's only one room, and there's only one shower?" I ask between coughs.

"Yes," he gets to his feet and comes to the kitchen, "seriously, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

I take a few deep breaths.

One room.
Of course there's only one room.

Well jokes on you author, I'll just sleep on the couch.

"I'm gonna go shower," I brush past Zemo and head up the stairs.

I open the door to a large king-sized bed covered with dark purple blankets. I run my fingers along the smooth fabric.
Egyptian cotton.

Why does that make perfect sense?

I head to the bathroom and start the water once I close and lock the door behind me. I strip off my clothes and set my phone on the counter before I test the water with my hand. I step into the tub once it's the right temperature and let out a satisfied sigh as the hot water cascades down my body.

I hum softly to myself as I relax under the spray. Scrubbing at my scalp with the lavender scented shampoo, I groan a bit at the sensation. It feels nice as I massage my own head, lathering the soap into my hair as I do. Once I rinse it all out if my hair, I grab the bar of soap and rub it between my hands, gathering up the suds before I set the soap down and scrub at my body quickly.

I turn the heat up a bit more as I rinse my body, soaking in the heat for a few minutes...