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“You’resaying we have towasheach other?”Klausdemanded, frowning.“Butwhat ifKellidoesn’t want me putting my hands all over her?”
Actually,Kellididn’t mind that idea a bit.Butshe was still a little nervous about where this might lead.
“Thetwo of you entered the shower as a couple, it is understood that you do not mind intimacy with each other’s bodies,” the cabin’s voice said.“The‘shower together’ protocol is part of theMaximumRomancesetting which you chose at the beginning of your stay.”
“Canwecancel theMaximumRomancesetting?”Kelliasked, raising her voice to be heard over the shower.
“Regrettably, once activated, all settings are locked in for the time period specified,” the cabin said.
“Whattime period?Howlong are we going to be in ‘MaximumRomance’ mode?”Klausdemanded.
“Yourcozy night ofChristmasromance will end at approximately 9AMEarthStandardTimetomorrow morning,” the cabin told them.“Pleaseenjoy the rest of your shower and be sure to get clean!”
“Butyou can’t just lock us in here!Youcan’t—”Klausstarted to protest again butKelliput a hand on his arm.
“Idon’t think it’s going to do any good to argue,” she told him.“We’refighting with a computer program that’s clearly not very flexible.”
Hegave a frustrated sigh.
“Wellwhat the fuck are we supposed to do, then?”
Kellishrugged.
“Imean,Iguess we have to wash each other.Wedon’t have to, er, touch intimate parts if we don’t want to.Imean, we can just scrub each other’s backs so?—”
Beforeshe could even finish, the cabin’s voice spoke again.
“Theshower door will not open until intimate romantic encounters are detected.Pleaseproceed to wash each other thoroughly.”
“Whatthe ever-lovingFuckis going on around this place?”Klausdemanded.
“IwishIknew,”Kellisaid.“It’slike the cabin is trying toforceus to be intimate.”
“It’snot just trying—it’s fucking succeeding.”Heblew out a breath.“Look,Ican’t talk like this.I’mturning around.AndI’mgoing to open my eyes, butI’lltry to just look at your face.”
“That’sfine.”Kellishrugged.“It’skind of late to be shy anyway.”
Klausturned to face her and looked down at her, his eyes staying firmly on her face.
“Okay, that’s better.Now, how do you want to handle this?”he asked, pushing his hair back from his forehead and raising his eyebrows.
Kellifelt a thrill of something like excitement mixed with embarrassment go through her.“I, uh, guess we’d better just wash each other,” she said, looking up at him.“Imean,Iknow it’s awkward.”
“That’sa fucking understatement,”Klausgrowled.Helooked at her earnestly.“Look,I’mnot going to lie and sayIhaven’t imagined things like this—I’mnot going to pretendIhaven’t fantasized about touching your gorgeous breasts or petting your soft little pussy, butIdon’t want you to feel taken advantage of.”
“That’s, um, okay.”Kelliwas suddenly breathless.Sohe had fantasized about her?“Ithought of you, too,” she admitted.“Ijust never thought, you know, that anything would ever happen between us.”
“Wellit’s about to happen if we’re ever going to get out of this fucking shower,”Klauspointed out.“Thequestion is, who goes first?Doyou want to wash me…or do you want me to wash you?”
Kellibit her lip.
“Ithink…I’dlike to go first, if you don’t mind,” she said.
“Allright.”HerProtectornodded and spread his hands.“Goahead, sunshine—wash me.I’mall yours.”
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