[ Elan breathes out and leans forward slightly to brace himself against the shower wall, fingers splayed against the tile and head bowed a little as he basks in having Hiyori's fingers running over his shoulder-blades and upper back. ]

You're not allowed that, though.

[ He's teasing in turn. ]

And you don't like being tied down either, right? So you're not looking for that kind of partnership.