She was sneakier than that. He was going to have the shower to himself, otherwise it would be a half assed one at best. As much as she wanted him touching her, she wanted him in bed more, and he could easily do that there. So when he got to the bathroom, the water was the temperature she knew he liked, and Jessica's naked self was sprawled on her belly on her bed, resting there as she felt a little thrill of pleasure in knowing that hey, she'd taken care of someone in a good way today.

As for the food? She'd eaten something earlier before showing up that evening, and when she'd felt that hunger pain echo along their link, she knew where it was coming from. She rested on the bed, trying not to imagine him naked and soapy, just the way she liked him. "I hope you know this is torture for me," she said conversationally, loud enough that he should be able to hear her. "Do you know how much I love licking water off you?"