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Well, Hyde perks up at that! He lifts his head, but his arms keep squeezing. "Yeah? Me too. We should save water, it's a real fucking problem, y'know?"

Uh oh. Paloma throws his sober half a worried, pleading look because it's too soon after sleep to put her foot down.

"In London," she frowns skeptically. Still, she's weak-willed and needs Jekyll to save her from Hyde's transparent plot.

"What's it matter where? Using more here means less to give to the rest of the world that needs it. Global warming's real, right Jekyll?"

He can't exactly argue that, as a scientist... "Well, yes, but..."

"See? We better conserve."

The sheer volume of rain she's experienced since arriving at what was London's wettest airport puts a doubtful tilt to her brow. Jekyll's failure to provide a buffer between her and Hyde's sexual appetite deals a blow to her guard.

She stops petting him completely in hopes he'll take the hint. Maybe the truth is in order. "Okay, I just... I think if we shower it's not gonna be a shower. Is it?"

Oh. That makes more sense for Jekyll. He should have tried harder for her sake??

"What, that's crazy." Him, turn something into sex???? Never!

"So you'll keep your hands to yourself?" The response is a scowl shot at Jekyll. Don't Fuck this up for him.

Ah, a coup!

Will to resist an orgasm or two redoubling, Paloma sees the chance to loosen his hold and wiggles a little to suggest he let go of her. Her hands plant on his shoulders.

"If you do, we can shower together. And you'll surprise me," she wheedles in her most tempting offervoice. "Henry too?"

Look he can't make any promises...

"Me too?" He squeaks. "I-isn't that a bit..." Weird? With his brother there too?

Yes he can!

Wait, weird? What about surprising his brother with self-restraint is weird? Oh. OH.

"Oh no, no, I don't mean like that!" Would this blushing, stuttering face lie to him? Don't look at the horny idiot on her breasts. "Never mind what I meant! I'm getting up."

But that means he's made a fool of himself!!!

"Sure you can come," Hyde grins, "everyone's invited." When he lets her up it's only so he can follow.

"No, that's alright!"

One last obstacle before Hyde has access to Paloma's ass. She lingers in the doorway of his private bathroom, leaning around Hyde's torso to beg Jekyll for another chance at abstinence, the chance for either a NO or a HELL YES with two pasty dicks on either side of her.

"I think I-it could be an extremely good idea to... minimize water usage," she finishes on a lame note. Her eyes dart between Jekyll and Hyde. "If there's room."

Jekyll's head spins, but he sees where she's going with it, so reluctantly he slinks after them.

Hyde's already found Paloma's ass and got a hand around it the moment clothes start coming off, while Jekyll, much more reluctant to strip, fiddles with each of his buttons.

Paloma squeaks and reflexively smacks him sharply on the knuckles. She uses the moment to scoot from Hyde to poor nervous Jekyll, glad for the shirt preserving a last ounce of modesty.

"Here!" She sneaks glances around at the wide open space of his bathroom. The shower alone could house ten, she notes, busying herself with his buttons. It saves her from Hyde for a precious minute; she peers up into Jekyll's eyes, uncertain to match what she sees there.

"Uh, Edward, go ahead and get in first...?"

"Ow!"

"I-- I can do it!" Helping him undress is kind of lewd? He's already trying real hard not to add to the sexual air.

Paloma ignores the yelp behind her and assumes he'll either get in or she'll feel another hand on her ass.

"Yeah, but...!" No no no let her do this please. Her fingers work faster and she gives Jekyll those patented doe eyes, soft and imploring his patience. "I should go last. Right?"

That's least risky.

...right?

"Maybe so, but you may have noticed I have a bit of a nervous disposition...." Along with a very healthy sex drive.

At least with her back turned to him Hyde's taken to turning the water on and getting in.

In the time he's taken to try and convince her not to help him out of his shirt, he loses his last button. Paloma's motionless hands hover around his waist, the hem of his panama pants as steam begins curling toward the ceiling.

"Yes," she admits, shyness rearing its head. "I... know what it's like." To be nervous, to want to screw and screw lots. Her thumbs hook into his pants...

It's exactly the reason she needs him around to keep her from giving in to Hyde's advances, huh... He gives in, but not without red cheeks. They could take a lesson from Hyde.

Who whines from inside the shower, "Hurry up, what's the point of I'm standing around by myself?"

Paloma is secretly happy to watch his pants fall and pool around his ankles, in a dirty, satisfying kind of way. As for the underwear-- she turns and leaves him to those, blushing in turn.

Hyde's whining almost shatters the moment. Taking a deep, bracing breath, she pulls the shirt up and overhead to be very, very naked in front of two equally nude twin brothers. An arm raises subconsciously to hide some of her tits... pointless after everything, and still!

"You get a head start on the shampoo," she retorts, deciding to be the second one in rather than cower behind Jekyll. She extends a careful foot past the glass and onto the mock-paved stone forming the shower floor.

"Wow thanks." First to shampoo, awesome. But his whining worked apparently if she's coming in! He grins with his victory, "I'd rather do it for you."

Jekyll turns around to pull his underpants down, even though he inevitably turns around a moment later to follow. It just seemed more modest. He even almost holds up a towel, but with Hyde parading around, it's not like there's anything to hide.... Although the contrast between them is more noticable with them standing nude together, one being much more active than the nerd who barely sees the light of day and only lifts books. Some tan vs pure white, some muscle tone vs beanpole.

She pretends to not be interested in the offer or his fingers kneading shampoo into her scalp, huddling underneath the nearest stream of water. Now that everyone's standing in the opulent stall, that space which had seemed so open before provides few areas to look at that aren't dicks.

Paloma can't keep her eyes to herself for the strength of her curiosity. Nothing but the hiss of the falling water to break up the silence, the awkward weight of her stare on their alike-and-unalike bodies. Her fingers twitch. They want to explore.

The reality of what they're doing germinates in her foolish, foolish brain. She swallows and looks at the bar of soap as if she hadn't just taken notes on their identical girth.

"C'mere." She might be eyeing the soap, but first, Hyde's already poured out some shampoo, rubbed his hands together, and makes use of his height to go ahead and rub it into her hair.

The older brother is too embarrassed to entertain any such thoughts and instead rinses himself before going for that soap she'd been looking at.

The sides of her face tingle from the heat, the steam, and the delightful pressure from his fingertips. She bites her lip to keep from voicing the pleased sound that wants to slip out of her throat.

"A-alright. Umm," Paloma turns, back to Hyde and shivering despite not being very cold at all. Her line of sight lands on Jekyll and his soap, giving her a chance to do something with her hands. They light on his arm.

"Henry, let me?" Strange. She sounds... strange.

"--Huh?" Didn't they just talk about his nervousness!! Isn't he here to keep things clean?! Meanwhile Hyde watches with a big old grin, because that's exactly what he wants, play right into his hands.

Okay, see, that's fair, but consider: if Paloma's hands aren't busy they are at risk of wandering in Edward's general direction. They're already twitching again.

"I can get your back, is all," she mumbles. Her eyes flutter shut.

"Oh, alright, thank you." In that case, it's safe to hand the soap over and turn around for her. Should he bend down a bit to help her? He's a little tall...

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