[The most Ithaqua might see on Urianger's face is an expression of contemplation while he enjoys this little act of intimacy, but he occasionally breaks from it to smile back at his lover.
The kiss, well...it's such a sweet gesture that his heart skips a beat. It takes a lot for him hold back leaning in for a kiss of his own, but he'll be patient. Ithaqua's still working.]
Better by the moment. 'Tis not only the physical grime of yesterday's events that hath been washed away by thy touch.
This is the least I can do for you, Urianger. [He's not going to dip down in the water to wash Urianger, though. That is fine enough for now.
Instead, Ithaqua is dipping down for himself, to get himself wet from head to toe. And now he can lean against his lover out of the sheer desire to keep contact with him.]
[That's fair. He can get the rest of himself while Ithaqua washes himself. Just this much is so, so nice.
He leans back against Ithaqua, taking one of his hands underneath the water and gently burying himself in his lover's wet curls...while minding the antlers, of course.]
I look forward to sampling thy cooking...provided we find it within ourselves to leave the bath. 'Tis heavenly like this.
[A warm, soothing bath and the touch of his boyfriend? There's nothing like it, really.]
[Ithaqua nuzzles into the hand, like a spoiled pet demanding more pets.]
We must leave eventually... lest our skin become too soft, and your body start demanding sustenance. [That doesn't stop him from wrapping his arms around his lover though-- gingerly, of course, making sure to avoid still-healing spots.]
I've already ideas on what to feed you... and at the very least you don't need any of the gruel for those who are ill. [He's going to make sure that Urianger is well-fed after the journey, he must have used up so much magic.
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The kiss, well...it's such a sweet gesture that his heart skips a beat. It takes a lot for him hold back leaning in for a kiss of his own, but he'll be patient. Ithaqua's still working.]
Better by the moment. 'Tis not only the physical grime of yesterday's events that hath been washed away by thy touch.
Thank thee, Ithaqua, this is most soothing.
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Instead, Ithaqua is dipping down for himself, to get himself wet from head to toe. And now he can lean against his lover out of the sheer desire to keep contact with him.]
I shall make you breakfast later.
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He leans back against Ithaqua, taking one of his hands underneath the water and gently burying himself in his lover's wet curls...while minding the antlers, of course.]
I look forward to sampling thy cooking...provided we find it within ourselves to leave the bath. 'Tis heavenly like this.
[A warm, soothing bath and the touch of his boyfriend? There's nothing like it, really.]
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We must leave eventually... lest our skin become too soft, and your body start demanding sustenance. [That doesn't stop him from wrapping his arms around his lover though-- gingerly, of course, making sure to avoid still-healing spots.]
I've already ideas on what to feed you... and at the very least you don't need any of the gruel for those who are ill. [He's going to make sure that Urianger is well-fed after the journey, he must have used up so much magic.
Later. For now, he'll enjoy the moment.]