Softly

You are barely hanging on your last shreds of conciusness when he takes you to the bathtub. He sits you softly, reaching for the shower head. He extends it down to you, opening the water and testing it before carefully wash you. It almost feels like too much, you are too oversensitive but Ethan tederly wash you, lowering the pressure, just enough force to clean away all the cum.
You sigh enjoyning the warmth.
When he finish, he wraps you in a towel, carrying you like you were a fragil, precious thing.

You feel loved.