Awaking to the impossible perfection of a London sky peeking through a set of emerald curtains, James could still feel the weight of Poppy upon his chest. Careful to move from her without waking her, he slid skillfully from beneath her before making his way to the bathroom. Turning the chrome handle to the "on" position, James then tested the water upon his hand before entering the shower, already nude from the night before.
Using the soap given to the guests by the hotel, James began to form suds before feeling a pair of hands begin to rub his back without breaking from his skin. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back before feeling Poppy's nails retrace the marks left upon his skin from the night before. Her touch forced his skin to craft goosebumps while he moved forward in the sho
