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Their flight landed in Honolulu in mid-afternoon, so by the time they got their bags, hailed a cab and got to their hotel to check in, it was practically time for dinner. Fortunately, their hotel had a nice restaurant right off the lobby. Ariadne spent the meal watching Arthur closely, hoping he was feeling a little more relaxed. Ever since that projection had managed to shoot her in that dream, he'd been plagued with nightmares and had been really tense.

This trip had been his idea, and Ariadne hoped it would help. "We can go to the beach right away tomorrow, if you want," she suggested.

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She blinked at Arthur, surprised. "You want to? I mean, yeah, if you want to..."

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"Okay." He got up from the couch and followed her to the bathroom where he started undressing.

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Ariadne did the same, feeling a little awkward and self-conscious after last night, and unsure what he was expecting. And not wanting to ask, in case it made him uncomfortable.

The shower was state-of-the-art, and more than big enough for both of them. She stepped in and ducked her head under the spray.

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Arthur stepped into the shower after her and closed the clear glass door. He stood behind her, fingers running through her slightly damp hair.

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Her eyes fell shut, and she sighed a little. "What should we do tomorrow?" she asked.

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“We can go to the beach again,” he suggested as his hands fell onto her shoulders.

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"If you want," she murmured. "There's always the volcanoes."

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“Or the volcanoes.” He leaned down and pressed his lips to her shoulders before taking the shampoo bottle the hotel provided and squeezed some of the contents into his palm.

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"Whatever you want to do," she reiterated. "We can stay as long as you want, so if you want to spend a week on the beach, that would be fine." She glanced over her shoulder curiously, to see what Arthur was up to.

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He lathered the shampoo up and started washing her hair. “Okay.”

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"That feels nice," she murmured after a few minutes.

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He nudged her a little so she could rinse out her hair before washing his own.

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She allowed him to guide her, not making any move to take over what was going on, still uncertain what Arthur wanted.

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After rinsing the soap out of his hair, Arthur turned her around to face him. “I’m sorry about last night.”

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She slid her arms around his neck and leaned in for a quick kiss. "Don't apologize. You weren't in the mood, and I overreacted. I'm the one who's sorry."

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He shook his head. “Let me make it up to you.” He rested his hands on her ass.

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She looked at him carefully. "I know you mean well, but I don't want a pity fuck, Arthur. I want to make love with you, but not for that reason. I want it to be because we want each other."

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“I want you. This time. I’m sure, Ariadne.”

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She still looked a little uncertain, but she nodded and gently pressed her body to his. "I love you," she murmured, pressing kisses to his neck.

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“I love you, too,” he said quietly as one hand slid under her thigh and hooked it around his hip.

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"And you think I'm beautiful," she said, not quite a question but not quite a statement, either, as she leaned back against the wet tile wall, letting her hands wander down his chest, touching him reverently. She knew he couldn't really feel much where the scar tissue was, so her fingers went immediately to the places she knew were untouched - wanting to give him pleasure.

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A shiver ran down his spine at her touches. “Always.” With one hand on the back of her neck, he brought her in for another kiss. Deeper this time as his hand slide down to palm her breast.

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Her body was already beginning to respond to his touches, now that she knew he wanted her. She happily allowed him to explore her mouth as her hands kept wandering. Down his back, over his ass, and finally, when she couldn't stand it any longer, she wrapped a hand around his cock.

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He made a pleased sound in the back of his throat as his thumb rubbed circles around her left nipple, turning it into a hard peak before switching to her other breast.

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As always, his hands on her breasts sent little bolts of pleasure down her spine, adding to the ache at her core. Her hand explored his length, as though touching him for the first time. "Arthur," she murmured, her voice already thick with desire, "I want to - may I please taste you?"