As they continued to hold each other, The Kid whispered in Slime’s ear, “Let’s get in the shower.” Slime smiled, knowing what he meant. They headed to the bathroom, shedding their clothes along the way.

Once they were in the shower, The Kid turned on the water, the droplets hitting Slime’s skin and sending shivers down her spine. They kissed again, their passion reigniting as they stood under the hot water.

The Kid pressed Slime up against the shower wall, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her breasts. Slime held onto him tightly, running her hands through his hair.

She felt his hardness against her thigh, making her pulse race with desire. The Kid could feel her responding to him, and it made him even more aroused.

He picked her up, holding her against the wall as he entered her deeply. Slime moaned loudly, the water cascading down her face and body as they moved together.

Their lovemaking was urgent, both of them desperate for release. They kissed hungrily as they moved, their bodies slick with water and sweat.

When they finally came undone, they clung to each other, still lost in the intensity of their pleasure. They stayed in the shower, the water washing away any physical evidence of their passion as they wrapped themselves in each other’s arms.

As they got out of the shower, they both knew that they had something special, something that they both cherished deeply and would hold onto forever. They were each other’s home, each other’s confidants, and each other’s lovers. And they knew that no matter what challenges life might bring, they would face them together, their love sweet, enduring, and true.