OOC (Sorry for the delay, Matt.)
IC:
The golden blonde reaches over and turns on the shower's water supply. She adjusts the spray's flow and temperature, then turns her attention back to Kiva. (There's four showerheads spraying out, one at each corner of the stall, about four foot high.)
Mystyk then steps even closer, her perky breasts now brushing softly onto Kiva's. Slowly embracing her, she begins caressing and kneading her shipmate's, now wet, upper back, "So...is this what you had in mind, Love?"
IC:
The golden blonde reaches over and turns on the shower's water supply. She adjusts the spray's flow and temperature, then turns her attention back to Kiva. (There's four showerheads spraying out, one at each corner of the stall, about four foot high.)
Mystyk then steps even closer, her perky breasts now brushing softly onto Kiva's. Slowly embracing her, she begins caressing and kneading her shipmate's, now wet, upper back, "So...is this what you had in mind, Love?"