The girl hummed as though in thought for a moment, a small chuckle escaping her. "Look at you," she laughed, running her fingers softly down his chest and playing at his V-lines softly, a bit of a smirk taking her grin over. "What's not perfect?" She asked as she watched the water fall over him, her breath almost hitching at the sight. Fucking perfect. Was all that went through her head. He was, too.

Caleb chuckled as she insisted he was perfect both mentally and physically. "You're too nice to me" He stated, rubbing her back slowly and pulling her a little closer, tighter. He felt the water run over the two of them and smiled, looking at her. "I don't know what I did to deserve someone as gorgeous as you" He murmured, nearly a whisper

Morgan shook her heat at him, her hands running into his hair as his hands ran down her back. She stepped closer to him, a grin across her face as she felt his chest against hers. She looked up at him, nothing but admiration across her face. "Gorgeous is a bit of a stretch, babe," she chuckled softly to him. "But I'm lucky to have gotten someone like you," she smiled softly to him, a grin crossing her face. After a moment, she turned to grab the shampoo, pouring some on her hand before rubbing her hands though his hair softly. "I mean, have you seen yourself recently," she asked, Ashe rinsed the soap from his hair, and took a step back to look at him.

"Not recently, no. And gorgeous is no stretch, just the truth, baby" He murmured, sighing and leaning into her hand as it ran through his hair. He was content to stay here with here for a while. He smiled softly at her, feeling her pressed against him. He listened to her as her gaze swept over him and she took a step back. He'd always been at least a bit self-concious, and this was not exception. Admittedly, she was making being naked with her a bit easier with her kind words and soft voice

Morgan smiled when he leaned into her, and moved to press her lips softly to his. "Well you're gorgeous," she retorted with a soft chuckle. She had never been one to get self conscious... she had not reason to be. No one had ever told her she should be. She was confident in herself, and she wished Caleb could be too. He would be. She ran her fingers across his body, then started to wash herself off too. "You said lots of girls ask for your number?" She asked softly, a small chuckle escaping her. "Well, there's a reason for that," she giggled happily.

Caleb blushed lightly as she complimented him over and over. He wasn't used to it, keeping mostly to himself at school and not going to parties much. He smiled softly at her, kissing her. He cupped her face in his hands, kissing her again and silently asking to deepen the kiss

Morgan squeaked when he kissed her, but moved to press a soft kiss to his lips after a moment, her lips parting when he asked to deepen it. She hummed and leaned back against the wall, sort of pulling him with her. He really just didn't seem sure of himself. He said he hadn't don't anything like this before... so all she could fathom doing was moving him around. She took his hands and placed them on her backside, and pulled him in a little firmer. After a minute, or so, though she grinned up at him and moved back a little. "Come on, let's go dry off and settle," she mused lightly.

Caleb happily kissed her, holding her tighter. When she pulled away, he smiled at her softly. He nodded, turning off the water and grabbing her a towel. He wrapped it around her with a smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He quickly dried off and put his boxers and a pair of old sweatpants on but no shirt. He waited for Morgan before going back to the bedroom and flopping onto the bed with a sigh. "I love you" He murmured, sitting up

Morgan felt a small smile cross her face when he gave a towel, and leaned her head back to peck his cheek before drying off. She looked at her clothes on the floor, and rolled her eyes before wandering into his room, soon enough going through his drawers to grab a pair of his boxes to wear as shorts and a T-shirt. She chuckled as she flopped down next to him, offering him a soft smile. She gave him big eyes when he told her he loved her. She loved over at him, and held a few fingers under his chin. "Is that so?" She asked softly, an amused smile crossing her face.

"It is" He murmured, kissing her and wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. He saw she had stolen his clothes and chuckled. "Theif" He accused adoringly