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X placed Ivy down, allowing her feet to touch his cold marble bathroom floor. She looked at him, her eyes darting around with his every movement as he approached his walk in shower, snatching open the glass door before reaching inside and starting the water up. Looking back over at Ivory, they both made eye contact and he smirked a little at her, knowing she was curious as to what was about to happen.
"Undress baby." he said to her, making Ivy consciously wrap her arms around herself, unsure of what he was planning to do with her. Last she checked he was angry, so there was no way in hell she thought he was about to initiate anything sexual at this moment.
"U- undress?" she repeated.
"Now." he demanded, stepping back from the shower, she watched as he went under his sink, pulling out a roll of gauze. It was then she noticed his knuckles on the hand that he punched the window with, bleeding and bruised a little. It made her worry, and deep down she wanted to offer to help, but at the moment she was a lot more worried for herself than him.
Ivy was hesitant to obey his instructions, but she eventually listened while he carefully wrapped his fingers with the gauze, fearing another one of his episodes, she rose her shirt up over her head and tossed it to the floor, moving on to remove her shoes as well as her shorts, carefully folding them into a neat pile and sliding them to the side. Next came her undergarments, unclipping her bra, Ivy tossed it on top of the pile of clothes. After, she pulled down her panties as well and placed them with the rest of her things.
As soon as she was fully undressed, she caught his stare, except his eyes weren't on hers. They were on her body, admiring it as if she was a piece of art. She was to him at least. He traced every curve present with his eyes, it seemed like they never ended, the curve of her breasts leading down to the curve of her waist which then led down to the curve of her hips.
She really was perfect in his eyes no matter what he said, and he'd always be infatuated with her regardless of the circumstances.
Approaching her closely, Xaier grabbed her face in his hand, startling her for a moment, but the feeling went away once she saw him bending down in order to kiss her briefly, just wanting a taste of her lips really quick. As soon as the kiss came, it was gone, leaving Ivy disappointed.
"Get inside, I'm right behind you." he said just barely above a whisper, the deepness in his tone made Ivory's legs tremble a little, but it wasn't out of fear.
Straightening herself up, she listened to him, turning around, she could feel his eyes on her as she walked to the running shower. Opening the glass doors, Ivory slid herself right in, allowing the fairly hot tempered water to hit her body. From the inside she watched Xaier waste no time removing his clothes, ending up being in the shower right behind her in no time just as he'd promised.
