[ She knows how he is. He's steadfast in maintaining his privacy, in keeping parts of him away from everyone, no matter how close. Her feelings for him being what they are, she of course hopes for the day he chooses to open up moreβ but also respects if and when he chooses not to do so. His business, after all, is his own, and she'll cherish these moments nonetheless. A questioning expression crosses her face when he flinches, but other than that there's no reaction either good or bad, so she doesn't say anything or ask him about it.
Instead, she winks in response to the comment he makes. ]
Not necessarily. I prepared this bath entirely naked, after all~
[ Smiling, she steps back to lean against the tiled wall, watches lazily and contentedly as Wriothesley removes the little bit of clothing he has on before he slips into the bath, contentment writing itself unbidden over his face. Only then does she move forward to join him, sliding into the water until the bubbles cover her breasts like some kind of frilly dress, legs stretching out along his sideβ she nudges her foot playfully against his ass as she settles in.
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Instead, she winks in response to the comment he makes. ]
Not necessarily. I prepared this bath entirely naked, after all~
[ Smiling, she steps back to lean against the tiled wall, watches lazily and contentedly as Wriothesley removes the little bit of clothing he has on before he slips into the bath, contentment writing itself unbidden over his face. Only then does she move forward to join him, sliding into the water until the bubbles cover her breasts like some kind of frilly dress, legs stretching out along his sideβ she nudges her foot playfully against his ass as she settles in.
Her head tilts. ]
Hmm?