"Oh." It was a somewhat disappointed sound. "Then I will look forward to later a great deal."
She kissed him again, her hands stroking through his sweat soaked hair. The water was hot. Jean had found that she loved hot temperatures a lot, and blamed it on her body's conditioning. Luckily, Italy was warm enough that it wouldn't be a problem, really.
The water ran over them both, washing away the streams and splatters from their previous activities, until all that was left was soft pink skin. Jean found herself kissing his neck softly, her tongue licking the moisture up, and every now and then her teeth would daintily tease his skin, just enough to make their presence known.