She knew how much she liked when people played with her hair, so she hoped he would as well. His rumbling noise gave her a good indication that he didn't hate it, so she continued, making sure that the suds didn't get into his eyes by wiping them carefully off of his forehead. She liked doing things for him to let him know she cared, since she didn't know how or if she should say it out loud.
To reach his hair, she had to get close, tiptoeing up a bit, her chest flush with his back. She sighed at the heat, shielding his eyes as she rinsed his hair. Running her hands over his back, she kissed along his spine, tongue darting out to taste his skin mingling with the clean taste of water.