You are an enticing vision I am going to think about for weeks, all covered in my seed and my mark and your own mess [ he purrs with one last kiss. ] Finish eating. I'll start the bath.

[ He reluctantly extricates himself but stays in view as he crosses to start the tap on a sanding copper tub clearly big enough to fit the both of them.

He considers asking Sylvain's preference, but the other has seemed to prefer not having to think, so he selects some oil that smells like lilacs to tip in the water.

And when he comes back, he offers Sylvain a hand. ] My sweet?