Interrupting her relaxation, a soft knock came at the door, "Steph?" Lindsey's voice whispered on the other side. 
"Lindsey, I'm in the bath."
"Can I come in?"
"No, you cannot. I'm relaxing."
No part of her was surprised when the door opened and he slipped into the darkened room anyway instead of abiding by her wishes. Letting out a sigh, she sat up further, trying to gather the bubbles around her to block her naked body from his line of view. 
"Lindsey," she scolded, "Get out."
"We need to talk, Steph."
"While I'm in the tub?"
He grinned as he watched her rearrange the bubbles to hide herself from his view bashfully, "I have seen you naked before, you know. In fact, I even touched you naked not too many hours ago."
She shot him a look, a crimson blush waving over her cheeks, "I'm aware. What do you want?"
Making his way closer to her, he paced in the middle of the room before the tub, only making the both of them more anxious. Part of her wanted to yell at him to leave, part of her wanted to pull him into the water with her. 
"I don't regret last night," he finally let the words tumble out of his mouth clumsily in a whisper, "And I just wanted to check to make sure that you didn't either..."
A sigh escaped her lips, her eyes finally looking up to him. She knew that tone of his voice, knew it meant he'd been agonizing over this all morning. "I...I don't regret it either."
He couldn't hide the way his lips curved up, relief evident on his face, "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that."
"We probably could have waited until your...Carol Ann left but..."
"We're never really good at doing things the way we should, are we?" he smirked, sitting down on the floor in front of her tub. She felt a familiar heat between her legs at his close, relaxed proximity. 
"That's for sure," she shook her head. 
"You look beautiful right now."
He watched as she swallowed nervously, his eyes running up and down the few patches of bare skin he could see peeking out from underneath the bubbles. She splashed a bit of water towards him with a giggle, shaking her head profusely, once again reverting to the most bashful version of herself. 
"Stop trying to sneak a peek under the bubbles, Lindsey, we're supposed to be talking."
"We are talking," he grinned, his arm reaching to hang over the side of the tub. She watched it intently as he let it dangle over the water torturously, his palm finally dropping to land on her calf beneath the surface. A shiver ran down her spine at the contact. 
"Lindsey," she warned. 
"What?"
"We are recording in twenty minutes. And just because of last night doesn't mean we're doing this again you know..."
She stuttered mid-sentence, losing her train of thought as Lindsey's hand slid up her inner leg underneath the water. Biting her lower lip, she watched him in anticipation, unsure of where this was going, unsure of where she even wanted this to go. 
"I know," he agreed, his voice low and his eyes glued to the bubbles in the water, refusing to meet hers. 
"You shouldn't be in here."
"I know."
His hand moved swiftly up her inner thigh, its pace painfully slow as she felt her center pulse with want. She bent her knees up, giving him better access despite the fact that her brain was currently screaming at her to put a stop to this. 
"Anyone could walk in," she motioned towards the door with no working lock. 
"I know."
She sighed, her breath catching in the back of her throat as his fingertips now grazed her folds ever-so-lightly. 
"You don't even like me."
His eyes finally moved up to meet hers as his forefinger trailed up her center slowly, "Yes, I do."
"You're just bored at this stupid chateau, you..." her voice trailed off as his fingers ran in-between her folds now. 
"I what?" he challenged with a grin as he circled her clit beneath the water, "I'm certainly not bored right now. Are you?"
She shook her head slowly as her eyes squeezed shut at the movements of his fingers beneath the bubbles. He watched her facial expressions intently as his fingers slid in and out of her with ease - unable to tell whether the heat was coming from the water or her center. Her head fell back against the edge of the tub, pouty lips dropping open slightly as he teased around her clit. 
"There's plenty of time to talk, don't you think?" he continued, his fingers increasing their pace, "I'd rather cure your hangover and get you ready for recording like this, don't you agree?"
Her mouth fell open further, a soft moan stirring in the back of her throat.
"Is that a yes?"
"Ye...yes, yes, I...fuck it, yes."
He grinned, his fingers curving up inside of her with more pressure as his thumb circled above her entrance faster, "Good. I love when we're on the same page."
"Oh god," she moaned softly, "Don't....oh god, me too."
"That's it baby, don't forget who can still make you come the hardest."
"Lin—ah," a high-pitched yelp left her lips as he felt her muscles begin to contract below him. He thought about shushing her, but he kind of liked the idea of everyone overhearing her come for him. Let her moans echo throughout the chateau halls, he didn't care anymore. Her walls spasmed around his fingers as her body shook, its movements causing the bath water to splash up on him. He kept up his pace, her moans getting louder and body jerking faster now. Leaning over, he latched onto her lips with his own to swallow her moans as she rode out the final waves of pleasure. 
"Oh my god," she moaned breathily into his mouth, "Jesus Christ."
He smirked as he kept kissing her, their tongues now fighting one another for dominance as his fingers stilled inside of her. She closed her thighs tightly, trapping his hand there as she bit at his lips, her nails tugging onto the back of his hair roughly. 
"Are you insane?" she whispered into his mouth. 
He nodded, "Are you complaining?"
"This is....Lindsey this house is too loud enough for us to keep doing this secretly..."
"Well then I guess you're going to have to work on being quiet?" he grinned as he removed his hand from the water, her body already missing its touch. 
"This is not...we are not going to be doing this now, you know. Absolutely not."
He laughed as he stood up, looking down at her flushed cheeks and attempt at a serious expression. 
"Okay Steph," he nodded, "Whatever you say. I'll see you in the studio, okay?" 
She bit down on her lip as he disappeared behind the door, leaving her to her now chilly bath water.