The water cascaded down his nude body as he stood solidly in the shower, eyes closed, green hair plastered to his skull. A large hand grasped the crude soap - a thick bar they cut themselves from chunks bought at a shop along their travels -- and ran it under the stream for a minute.

He lathered quickly and efficiently, pausing to yawn contentedly after he soaped his chest. A twitch at the shower curtain caused him to crack an eyelid open and he snorted softly. Should have known. Zoro bent over and lathered his legs, finishing up fast and rinsing again. When he was done he settled back against the shower wall, deliberately flattening himself against it. He almost smiled when he sensed her immediate silence; he could feel her tension. Had she been noticed? He masked the smile, rolling his shoulders back, and closed his eyes again. His cheeks were already stained red from the warmth of the water so it was impossible to tell what he was contemplating by expression alone.

His big hands were covered in frothy bubbles again. He lightly brushed his chest, tracing the shape of the muscles he worked so hard on every day. Fingertips grazed his nipples but backed off when he found it aroused him too much. He didn't want to give anything away with an erection yet, and he was close enough just from being watched. Frowning only lightly he ran a finger pad down the scar that carved down his chest as if in contemplation. He gasped, gulped - his Adam's apple bobbing as he raised his neck towards the falling water. He imagined he heard a small noise as he did so and smiled, knowing with his face upturned she couldn't see. He only got as far as one hand wrapped around his stiffening member when the curtain flicked all the way back.

"What took you so long?" He grunted as his girl stepped in beside him for a wet embrace. She was all the way human and he rumbled with approval - fur didn't mix well with water and it was always awkward. His hands roughly slid over Elly's back to grip her rear and pull her tightly against him.

"I wanted to see how far you'd go." She grinned, squinting up at him to avoid the splashes of water rebounding from his shoulders. "I figured you wouldn't wait for me, though, so..."

"Would've gotten out to get you," he said amiably, looking around. There was a shelf in the shower holding some bottles of shampoo and he picked them up and gently tossed them onto the rug outside. "Here, lean against this."

"Hey, what about forepl-" she didn't get any further before his mouth was crushed against hers, cutting off her flow of words. He pressed her backwards onto the seat and held her there while he moved forward. She couldn't move - he was, of course, much stronger than her -- and he held her down while he positioned himself. Silenced by his persistent kisses and checked by his arms wrapped around her Elly could do nothing but whine when he entered her. The water flowed down his massive shoulders and back but she escaped most of the splashing beyond the range of the shower head.

At last he drew back for air but she still couldn't speak. Eyes closed, head tilted as far back as the porcelain chamber would allow she raised her legs and tried to grip him around the legs but he was slippery from all the water. Shivering, she reached up and grasped his forearms as he rocked into her. Exciting, being used this way...her stomach was tight with desire and burning with almost-release. He must have known this for she heard a soft chuckle from above.

"Gonna pull back," he husked. His green hair was plastered to his face. Mostly just the bangs were noticeable, flat little strands on his forehead. Zoro's hair was too short for water to slick it back or anything.

"Wait, what?" Elly blinked and then gasped hoarsely as his manhood left her body. He'd never done anything like that before but she didn't have time to wonder why when he slipped gently back in again. Just the tip; rolling against her sensitive pleasure-center. She cried out weakly, convulsing below as a gentle pleasure spread through her lower belly. It was different, not a strong orgasm but sweeter somehow, softer. She heard him cough roughly and looked down to see that he had pulled back yet again and was somewhat carefully holding himself upright so as to coat her with his seed.

"Hey."

"In the shower anyway." He shrugged.

"Do you read up on these new ...ways or is it just a personal thing?" He glanced at her, eyes wide for once in shock.

"Read what?"

"Never mind."