After freeing them of their robes, Daphne pulled down her hair, which she'd charmed to stay out of her face. Tossing her hair lightly and running her fingers through her scalp, she watched as he hopped into the shower, following in closely behind him.
The water was just warm enough as it cascaded over their skin, and she began to wash him down, her hands running over his slick skin.
Daphne smirked at his words, her soapy hands slipping up over his shoulders and down his broad chest. "Well, that's easy enough to remedy, and something I certainly don't mind doing," she said.
She slid around behind him, and began to run her hands down along his spine, the tips of her fingers rubbing into the muscles on either side of his back bone. Even if he was recovering, she knew that his muscles probably still ached, and working out some of the stiffness would be easier under the heat of the running water.
That, and Daphne knew he'd like it, and he needed the relaxation. He'd had enough stress for an entire army lately, and if she could get his mind off of it for awhile, it would be good for him.