He shifts a bit under her hands, quietly surprised by her languid touch. It's warm in here, as ever, and the contrast of the cool water and her gentle fingers is exciting, in a manner that's almost peaceful.

'If you promise t'do it, I'll promise t'shut up.'

He's easy, either way. He thinks he should probably be turning to lay her down already, but her breath is nice on his ear, and his muscles are relaxing nicely after being used all day. There's no rush.