( if he ever finds out the doomsday prepper that's hoarding all the shampoo without sulfates, he's going to have some strong words. it's unbelievable how quickly supplies vanished, even in a city as large as New York. finding even necessities is incredibly difficult. he wonders if they would have better success outside of the city, and doesn't like the idea that they probably would.
until then, the lack luster soap will have to do. between the astringent smell of bleach (Matt keeps everything aggressively clean) and the simple soap, there's plenty of combatting smells to the distant scorch and rot still lingering from the flamethrower. it isn't Elektra's fault he can still smell it, even so long after. he's hoping between a good shower, the scented oils, and maybe a little bit of distracting smell of sex the burned flesh will finally fade.
the one handy thing about not seeing with his eyes is he doesn't need to pull back to follow the lines of her body with distinct precision. instead his teeth mark at a sensitive spot behind her ear, even as he makes good on using the shower for its intended purpose, drawing the suds along her skin and letting his thumb follow the fabric, just to enjoy the feel of her while he's at it. )
Two degrees. ( if she was wondering. there's something in his voice that gives away his smug smirk, even though Elektra can't see it. well, maybe she can feel it? )
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Date: 2019-10-08 12:36 am (UTC)until then, the lack luster soap will have to do. between the astringent smell of bleach (Matt keeps everything aggressively clean) and the simple soap, there's plenty of combatting smells to the distant scorch and rot still lingering from the flamethrower. it isn't Elektra's fault he can still smell it, even so long after. he's hoping between a good shower, the scented oils, and maybe a little bit of distracting smell of sex the burned flesh will finally fade.
the one handy thing about not seeing with his eyes is he doesn't need to pull back to follow the lines of her body with distinct precision. instead his teeth mark at a sensitive spot behind her ear, even as he makes good on using the shower for its intended purpose, drawing the suds along her skin and letting his thumb follow the fabric, just to enjoy the feel of her while he's at it. )
Two degrees. ( if she was wondering. there's something in his voice that gives away his smug smirk, even though Elektra can't see it. well, maybe she can feel it? )