( Ah. The water is nice and hot, and the desperate way Kirma tackles in after him is nice, too. Still, hot water alone isn't enough, and Esi bends just enough to grab a palm full of soap, pressing it right into Kirma's chest and dragging downwards pointedly. )
Ahh, I see your point.
( With a free hand, he slicks his half-damp hair back, allowing his other hand to curl intimately into the soapy trail he's created. Massages, drags, all working himself downward between Kirma's legs. The Prince is slowly lowering himself, too, pausing to kiss near the soapy trails. )
I do need you.
( A pause, and he slips soapy fingers down one of Kirma's thighs, settling quickly upon one of his own knees and glancing up. )
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Ahh, I see your point.
( With a free hand, he slicks his half-damp hair back, allowing his other hand to curl intimately into the soapy trail he's created. Massages, drags, all working himself downward between Kirma's legs. The Prince is slowly lowering himself, too, pausing to kiss near the soapy trails. )
I do need you.
( A pause, and he slips soapy fingers down one of Kirma's thighs, settling quickly upon one of his own knees and glancing up. )
I need you to clean yourself, for example.
( MEAN TEASING )