In the morning, we did it again, fast, noisy sex, and then fell back asleep. I woke up at 11:30 to the sound of the shower. I walked in and got in with her. She was singing It Will Rain by Bruno Mars, her favorite song of all time. She didn't see me and when she saw me, she jumped and cut her leg.
"Storm! What the frigg are you doing?
You don't need to kiss me every time you see me you know."
"You looked like you needed some medical attention."
"Yeah, and whose fault is that?"
"Come here. You suck at shaving."
"I hate shaving! I suck at it!"
"I know. I just said that."
"Wow Storm. You impress me with your shaving skills."
"I just don't want anymore blood. That was scary."
And then I stopped shaving and let my hand go higher and we started kissing again. Saffy is the best kisser I've ever met.