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The bathroom started to fill with a light steam as Red stood in front removing the couple days growth of hair from his face, the much-needed shave and shower was welcomed after the past forty-eight hours that Red, and Liz had.
The hunt for the last Blacklister had taking its toll on the pair, after wiping the small bits of shaving cream from his face, Red probed the cut above his eye and the small bruise.
It certainly wasn’t the worst injury he had received, but it would add to the long list of scars that adored his body.
Red dropped the towel away from his waist, pulling the glass door to the shower open, Red stepping under the warm water, letting it wash away the tension and stress.
Blindly reaching for his bottle of body wash as Red pushed his face under the stray of water, the light weight of the bottle indicating it was empty.
Red pulled his face back and whipped the water out of his eyes, shaking the bottle and smiling as he flipped it upside down.
Lizzy, Red muttered with humor. It never seemed to matter what new sent or brand of soaps he found for her or brought back from what ever county he had been in, Liz always used Red’s bodywash.
Smirking when he caught sight of the almost full bottle of body wash that he had brought back from France for Liz last month, Red couldn’t help the swell and flutter of his heart at Liz wanting to share something as simple as body wash wit him.
Settling for a good old bar of soap, Red lathered himself up and rinsed off.
After drying and wrapping the clean towel around his waist, Red grabbed his empty bottle from the shower caddy and went in search of his girlfriend, (a term he was still getting use too, even after living together for six months.)
Bouncing down the steps with a little more pep after the hot shower, Red ducked his head into each room as he walked the long hallway of the house.
The clinking sound of glass made Red head for the library, most of the bookshelves were still empty since Red and Liz decided they wanted fill the shelfs together with book they each enjoyed.
Red leaned against the doorframe, watching the woman that now held his heart sip at a glass of bourbon, her feet tucked up under her as she held a book open with her free hand.
Pulling the empty bottle out from behind him, Red held it out loosely, “Lizzy?” Red gently swayed the bottle in the air as it hung from his two fingers.
“huh?” Liz didn’t pull her eyes from her book as she halfheartedly answered the man.
“Do you know what happen to my bodywash?” Red tilted his head to the side and looked at her, trying to hid the smirk on his face.
Liz barely glanced up, realizing what Red had been asking her, she quickly shook her head, “umm, no…sorry.”
Pushing himself from his resting place, Red set the bottle down and crossed his arms over his chest.
Feeling the weight of Red’s stair on her, Liz hated, no loathed when Red looked at her, they way he currently was, the look was one of power and strength and no matter how hard she would try and fight it,
Red’s side head cock look always broke her.
Elizabeth’s eyes darted back and forth between Red and her book, “Well, I know that I didn’t use the last of it, and since you took a shower just a little bit ago, I’d say that narrows our suspects list to only one.”
Liz did a good job hiding the nervous giggle that started as Red slowly started to walk towards her.
Pushing herself into the corner of the couch, Liz hid her face behind her book, “You have no proof.”
“Really?” Red asked skeptically, resting his hand on the back of the soft cushions, he leaned down and nuzzled his face into Elizabeth’s hair, taking a long deep breath.
Elizabeth’s eyes fluttered closed as Red’s fingers lightly slid down her neck and slipped under the soft material of her shirt.
“No proof, huh?” Red whispered into Liz’s ear, before brushing his lips along her neck.
Feeling the quickening of her heart, Liz lowered her book and turned her head to the side, giving the man room for his mouth to explore her neck. “Nope, no proof.” Spoke with a heavy breath.
“That’s funny, because…” Red pulled himself back quickly, talking a little louder with a playful tone. “I swear, your hair smells just like my body wash,” Red dipped his head and took another deep breath.
Elizabeth failed at holding in the laughter anymore as she pulled herself from Red and stood up from the couch laughing.
“Yes, I’m sure that is sandalwood, I smell.” Red tapped his chin as if he was in deep thought about the aroma, the corner of his mouth pulling into a small as Liz set her drink down and walked over too him.
“Okay, Fine!” Giving Red a teasing eye roll, Liz put her wrist together out in front of her, “I’m guilty, throw the cuff on me.” Liz bit at her bottom lip, as the playful look she was giving her boyfriend shifted to a more lustful one.
Pulling the soft cloth from around his waist, Red walked over to Liz and wrapped it around her, using the towel to pull her to him and hold her in place against him.
Red dipped his head and pressed his lips to Liz’s as the sank down into the large fluffy couch.