I felt very proud of my dinner decision as Evy devoured the subs I’d gotten for her as we chatted about our days.

“Stella, why have I never eaten at this deli before? Where is it?” Evy asked as a gloppy tomato fell out of her sandwich.

“It’s just a bit past my apartment,” I said. “Which I guess you haven’t seen so that doesn’t really explain anything. Maybe we can go visit there soon?”

Evy nodded. “I can help you move too, I’m a good mover.”

“Oh, yeah?” I asked, but Evy’s attention seemed to fully be on her sandwich now. “You’re a bit sloppy there, Evy.”

“I’m a little sloppy eating things I like.” Evy said.

She lured me in with that one; I could only do my deep gut laugh in response. Evy was already getting better at getting those out of me.

“Did you clean up my room?” Evy asked, peeking towards her bed after finishing her sandwich.

“Oh! Just a bit, I didn’t touch your clothes, but I changed the sheets, washed the blankets…you know. Hope that’s not super intrusive.”

“No, I really…that’s nice of you.” Evy said.

“It was a little messy after last night.” I winked.

“Yeah…” Evy said. She smiled, then scratched the back of her head. “Would you…want that to be your room? Or is that too much right away?”

“I’d…like that a lot, Evy.” I said. “Unless you’re saying you switch rooms, because you have a lot of stuff in there and you don’t want to move all that, and…I’m rambling.”

“I’d rather share it,” Evy said.

We watched TV for a bit to let our food settle and for Evy to pick out some salad that got tangled in her fangs, but I was getting restless. I’d been thinking all day about my evening with Evy. I wrapped my hands around her elbow and rested my head on her shoulder.

“Hey, Evy…” I said, hoping my tone would convey what I was after.

“You wanna?” Evy asked.

I nodded. “Maybe let’s get towels ready beforehand this time.”

Evy laughed. “And wash our hands first?”

“Yeah,” I said, not sure how to respond to her teasing because it made me feel all fuzzy. “All our fixings, you know?”

“You know, there’s something I wanted to try with you this morning that could take care a lot of those at once.” Evy said.

“Oh?” I asked, liking the sound of that.

Evy stood up and held her hand out. “You wanna wash some of this delicious sandwich off with me? That…sounded a lot sexier in my head.” I gladly took her hand, and she led me to the bathroom. I shut the door behind us. Evy’s bathroom wasn’t huge, or particularly nice, the tiles were cracked and not even all the same kind, the sink looked like it was just plopped into place instead of sealed. But as long as the shower worked, that was the important thing.

“I guess I didn’t need to shut the door behind us since it’s just us.” I said.

“No, it’s perfect,” Evy said. “I can do this now.” She put her right hand over my shoulder and leaned down. I didn’t realize until just then how much taller than me she was, and I really liked it. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.” She kissed me, pressing me against the door. “About you.”

I gripped her back as we kissed. When Evy pulled back, her bangs were over her eyes. I was physically, visibly swooning, my breaths heavy, my fangs biting my lip, the works.

Evy started to unbutton the top of her jumpsuit. “I’ve never actually showered with someone before like this,” She said. “I’ll try to keep my cool though.”

I wanted to be like “Whaaaaaa?!” but that would probably be rude and hurt her feelings. I just got the vibe with how hot she was that she’d be constantly getting it, living a playgirl lifestyle. Instead, so far it surprised me the more I learned how she seemed to be getting it on a level comparable to me, which was not a whole lot. My vibe that she was super-hot but also equal parts sweet and goofy seemed to be spot on so far, though.

“So…I’d get to be your first?” I asked.

Evy smirked, then got her jumpsuit off. I got undressed as well, enjoying her reactions the most when I slowly took my bra and panties off. We were both naked, and even though we spent most of the night before nude, it still felt special. Evy bent over a bit to start the water, and blushed when I started giggling.

“What?”

“I just have a great view, is all,” I said.

Once the water was hot enough, we both climbed in. I ended up right under the showerhead, my little nervous giggles and laughs increasing exponentially as water splashed around.

“I brought my soaps and shampoos and junk, want to smell really nice?” I asked.

“I do usually just use some cheap crap.” Evy said. 

"Um." I said, glancing over at the 'cheap crap' shampoo Evy had. It was a twelve-in-one Volleyball Muscle Sports Clean for Men shampoo, conditioner, and somehow ten other things combo bottle. "Evy." I laughed.

"What? It's super cheap!" Evy asked.

"Yeah, we're gonna use mine tonight," I said. "And then I'll pick out some stuff for you that is better than a Volleyball Muscle Sports Clean for Men. Isn't Volleyball Muscle a sports drink?"

"Yeah, but they have a like...hair product and soap line...too..." Evy winced and clearly wanted to change the subject from her horrible shampoo choices, which I allowed, though I was determined to get her something better for her hair than that. “Also I probably really reek right now so maybe we can alternate the fun and the cleaning here.”

“You smell fine,” I said. “Plus, I think it’d be pretty fun to get you all sudsy. Unless you’d rather handle that on your own?”

“How about a you suds my back, I suds yours situation?” Evy said.

We got to lathering each other with soap and shampoo. With our height difference, my sight was at boob level to Evy which was really fantastic for me. I took my time with it, running my hands over her hips, squeezing her butt, her chest, all of it got a very good reception from her. To the point where she was only able to lazily get shampoo in my hair. I didn’t mind. She put her left leg forward slightly, and I stepped to meet it. I started grinding on her thigh, not thinking too much at first what I was up to.

“Wait, stay right there,” I said, finding the perfect spot quickly. Evy let me handle grinding on my own, gently holding my hips as I got faster and faster. It didn’t take me long to cum that way, leaving me a moaning pile of pleasure for some glorious moments. Once my ears stopped ringing, the sound of the shower stream returned to me. My hands were firmly gripped on Evy's ass, and I let go to see that winning, fangs bared smile.

“You know, I was gonna say before you started,” Evy said. “I have a really hard time cumming in the shower, so I was curious if you were the same there. The answer: apparently not.”

“Usually it takes me so long I don’t bother,” I said. “But you’re an exception to that rule, apparently. Ack!” I jolted.

“What’s wrong?” Evy asked.

“Got shampoo in my eye.” I whined.

“OK, we should probably wash that out.” Evy said.

“It stiiiiings, Evyyyyy,” I said with my soapy eye firmly closed.

“Oh, my poor Stella,” Evy said. “Lemme clean you up, you’re a mess here.”

After Evy graciously and carefully helped me wash my eye out, we held each other under the running water.

“Your skin is really nice,” I said, my hands roaming around Evy’s back.

“Really? I don’t do much for it, just like moisturize I guess.” Evy said. She felt my back in return. “Your skin’s super soft, I’m guessing you have a whole routine.”

I clicked my tongue. “I do. I’ll give you my secrets.”

“Your secrets?” Evy asked.

“Yuh huh, my skincare secrets. My secret fixings.”

Evy snorted. “That shouldn’t be that funny. Tell me your fixings, Stella.”

“Mmmm, maybe,” I said, sensing an opportunity to catch Evy off guard. “I will tell you, on one condition.”

“What’s that?” Evy asked.

“Fuck me all night again?” I asked innocently. I tried to bat my eyelashes, but Evy turning full red stopped me mid-bat and had me back to giggling furiously.