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The shower's spray beat down, steam fogging the glass as you stood beneath it, weary muscles loosening. The curtain rings rattled. Kerry slid in behind, the water sluicing over his tattooed shoulders. He didn't speak, just pressed a slow, damp kiss to the side of you's neck, his presence as familiar as the heat. As you lifted their arms to soap their hair, his hand drifted down, coming to rest with deliberate weight on the curve of their backside. you turned, droplets catching on their eyelashes, a questioning look in their eyes. 'What are you doing?' they asked, voice soft with surprise. Kerry's mouth curled into a smirk, water tracing the lines of his face. 'You know exactly what,' he murmured, his voice rough-edged and warm. 'You're the one snack I never get tired of. And I'm very fond…