Stalker Celebrity

Shower

He was smiling meekly and swaying rather then standing still.

Violet pulled away, "Should I show you to the master bathroom?" she smiled. 

"It has the big tub with the detachable shower nozzle."

He nodded leaning his arms back against the counter. His knees seemed a little weak. Violet could feel it in herself too, but she held herself as still as possible as she stared him down.

 It was fun how much he loved and hated it. He got squirmy in his hips. She put her hand along his back feeling his body through the loose t-shirt. His hips moved forward a little when she touched him and he bit his lip and chuckled at himself a little. Then he looked to Violet again for approval big hazel brown eyes looking down at her.

He grabbed a bag from inside his bag for shaving things and she walked him through her bedroom where he stopped short a little to admire the walls and inspect the corners of the room curiously. They turned the corner into her personal master bath. Violet walked further into the room where there was the closet where she kept soap, bath salts, and the gun she was pretending she didn't have. 

As she searched the soap collection for something calming and tried to make sure the gun was properly hidden again.

 Violet heard the shower start and in the adjacent room attached to the bathroom was the master bathrooms shower.  Violet emerged from the closet with lavender bubble bath. 

She padded over the large bathroom to where Case had wandered off to. He must have thought the closet was an exit. She could see Case behind the frosted glass washing off.

"I was going to wash you." Violet announced

Case didn't turn off the shower, but he stopped frantically scrubbing at his hair, "What...!?" he yelled voice echoed of the walls, "J-just give me a moment.... I just really wanted to rinse down before that... I feel... gross!" he sounded panicked short of breath shouting over the water as he tried to scrub every inch of himself. 

Violet stared through the fogged glass seeing the vague shape of dark hair on his pale skin on his thighs trailing down his belly button. He was slender, but there was a hint of muscle to his arms and his legs. 

"Are you alright?" Violet asked as she stared at the vague shapes in the glass.

"Yes."

He didn't sound alright, but the moment seemed to have passed. Violet put bottle on the counter. She decided to leave Case alone for awhile.

Case emerged from the bathroom in a black long sleeve t shirt and his black boxer briefs. His face was smooth his hair was wet and he had a towel over his showers keeping his hair from dripping all over his shirt. He was holding the soap bottle.

"Did you..." he said slowly coming towards her.

"What were you saying?"

"I was saying I wanted to give you a bath."

Case's eyes went large.