Tori tied up her hair in a bundle as she stepped out of her night shower. She hummed her signature song to herself as she picked up the hamper from the bathroom, tossing the laundry into the washer.
As she was pressing on the settings on the washing machine for a wash cycle, she felt two soft arms wrap around her waist, and warm lips pressed onto her cheeks. Smiling, Tori turned around to stare into the shining emerald eyes of her wife.
"You took a night shower, babe. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Hmm, maybe. Probably."
Tori soon found herself out of the clothes she had just put on barely ten minutes ago.