A Gratuitous And Unnecessary Shower Scene
Damon's body was wreathed in the steam and coated by the layer of soapsuds that collected in the thick clumps of yellow-blond hair on his torso. He groaned almost gratefully as he felt the heat sinking into his muscles. His goggles remained atop his head as the water kept sliding over his scarred skin and weathered face.
He kept lathering the soap on his body. So clean, so warm... all fuckin' day... None of Sera's grime or filth remained on his body, his three showers a day took care of all of that.
The heat and steam lulled him almost into a trance and he lay against the white tiled walls with slightly closed eyes.