Splish Splash

The cloth dipped lower, under the water, it's destination obvious; Kenya, unable to help herself, moaned aloud. Stahma startled visibly at the noise, cloth coming back above the water level, whirling around with a large splash to face the human panting with desire, though flushed with embarrassment, in the doorway. "Kenya, I didn't hear you come in. Did you need something?"