Keifer didn't plan on stopping there. He took Jay to the bathroom.
Keifer sat at the back of the tub, his chest heaving slightly as Jay-Jay turned in his arms to face him. The water sloshed over the edges, dripping onto the floorboards, but neither noticed. His eyes were dark, tracking the way the water droplets rolled down her skin, lingering on the marks he had left.
"You look at me like you're still hungry," Jay-Jay whispered, her voice trembling as she framed his face with her wet palms.
"I've been hungry for months, Jay-Jay," Keifer rasped, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that she felt in her chest. "One night in a bedroom isn't going to fix that."
He lifted her, settling her onto his lap. The slick, soapy water made the friction of their skin feel electric. His hands were possessive, gripping her waist and pulling her flush against him. As he moved to join her again, the sensation was amplified by the heat of the bath, every movement feeling deep and consuming.
"Keifer... wait," Jay-Jay gasped, her head falling back as a sharp, jolting heat shot through her. "It's too much."
"No, it isn't," he groaned, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her throat. "Look at me. I want to hear you say it again. Tell me you are mine."
Jay-Jay's fingers dug into his wet shoulders, her nails scratching against his skin as the rhythm became more frantic.
" I'm yours, Keifer! Oh god... ah!" Her voice broke into a long, high-pitched moan that echoed off the tiled walls, a sound of total, breathless surrender.
Every deep, powerful thrust from Keifer was a silent promise, a claim he was laying on her future. The sounds of the splashing water and their jagged, desperate breathing filled the small room. Jay felt the tension coiling tighter and tighter, a pulsing pressure that made her world go dark.
"I'm close... Keifer, I'm—" she choked out, her body trembling.
"Do it, Jay-Jay. Stay right there with me," he commanded, his own voice breaking.
The release hit her like a physical wave—a staggering, liquid heat that left her shuddering and crying out his name into the steam.
Keifer pulled back burying himself in the crook of her neck.
"You ok?" He asked in a rough voice.
"With you? Always." Jay answered with a certainty. "Keifer... If my brothers find out... they might kill you."
Keifer chuckled still buried on her crook if the neck.
"At least I will die happy."
"Gago..." Jay whispered.