In the dim light of the bathroom, a woman stood before the mirror, running her fingers through her freshly cut pixie hair. The water droplets from her recent shower clung to the short locks, giving her an otherworldly appearance. She was a shower pixie, a creature of water and desire.
Her name was Seraphina, a woman of 28 summers, with a body that could make a saint sin. Her partner, Thaddeus, a man of 30, entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to her reflection in the mirror.
“You look… different,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Seraphina turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Different good or different bad?” she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.
Thaddeus stepped closer, his hands reaching out to touch the damp hair. “Different… intriguing,” he replied, his fingers tracing the curve of her ear.
Seraphina’s breath hitched as his touch sent a shiver down her spine. She reached up, pulling his head down for a kiss. Their lips met in a passionate dance, tongues twirling in a promise of what was to come.
Thaddeus’s hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves through the damp towel. Seraphina responded in kind, her fingers tracing the outline of his growing arousal.
With a growl, Thaddeus picked her up, carrying her to the shower. He stepped under the warm spray, Seraphina still in his arms. The water ran over their bodies, washing away the remnants of their shower.
Seraphina wrapped her legs around Thaddeus’s waist, her core aligning with his length. With a moan, she slid down onto him, her wet heat enveloping him completely.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and desire. Thaddeus’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her rhythm. Seraphina’s head was thrown back, her short hair sticking to her neck.
“Yes, Thaddeus,” she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Harder, faster.”
Thaddeus responded, his thrusts becoming more urgent. The sound of their bodies meeting echoed in the shower, mingling with their moans and gasps.
Seraphina’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her body trembling in Thaddeus’s arms. He followed her over the edge, his release filling her completely.
They stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s arms, the water washing over them. Seraphina looked up at Thaddeus, her eyes full of love. “I love you, Thaddeus,” she whispered.
“I love you too, Seraphina,” he replied, his fingers tracing her damp hair. “Always and forever.”
And so, the shower pixie and her lover stood under the warm spray, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The end.
