You roll over in bed groaning when all of your sore muscles shift. You are exhausted from last night's...well, activities. You pull yourself out of bed, glancing at the sleeping figure next to you and smirking. Then you drag yourself to the bathroom and turn on the shower. There are benefits to sleeping with the Commander which includes a private bathroom, much better than the community ones you and your squad are used to. Steam fills up the bathroom, so you undress and walk into the welcoming heat. Minutes in, you are in a blissful dream lost in your head. You hear a door slam, scaring you out of your nirvana. "You didn't wake me up." Ren's deep morning voice made you shiver in the steaming shower. You hear rustling then the shower door opens. " You didn't answer me." You don't turn around, frozen with anticipation. " You won't look at me." He grabs your shoulders, spin you around, pinning you against the shower wall. " I think you need to be punished." His dark eyes, usually covered by his mask, glare at you with a malicious glint. His long hair is dripping wet, now that the shower head graces his back. One hand reaches down an starts teasing you. Your breathing hitches. "Don't make a sound until I tell you, you can."