[ it had been one of the main demands when they were rebuilding the castle-house - lots of windows, a fire place, a cool staircase, a guest room for satan, and fucking huge bathtubs. at least big enough to fit three 6'+ grown ass men comfortably, and that's what they got. not just for the fact that bath sex is great, but tris and max, and these important bathtime meetings.
it isn't every time he takes a bath, but it's often enough that max isn't surprised to hear tris coming down the hall after he's been soaking for a bit. he's on the edge of a nap, body feeling loose and relaxed, and by now the water's cooled from Molten Lava to Pleasantly Scalding, enough that Tris will feel perfectly comfy. he has good timing like that, and there's already a knowing smile pulling max's lips when he hears familiar foot falls approaching the room, door left open, as max tends to do. ]
Hey you. [ max shifts, rolling to his side and folding his arms over the side of the tub, chin rested on the back of a wrist, as he watches tris casually stripping, eyes not disguised in how they trail appreciatively over his bared torso, or the long lines of his inked legs. eventually, he slips back, pressing against the head of the tub and spreading his legs to make room for tris, as he holds out his arms for him, hands beckoning. sure, there's room for tris to slouch against the opposite side if he wanted to, but max likes him closer. ]
Come on. Bring me your sweetness. [ spoken about as dorkily as it sounds, but what do you really expect by now? get in here and let him love on you.
:'3333 SWEET BEEBINS
it isn't every time he takes a bath, but it's often enough that max isn't surprised to hear tris coming down the hall after he's been soaking for a bit. he's on the edge of a nap, body feeling loose and relaxed, and by now the water's cooled from Molten Lava to Pleasantly Scalding, enough that Tris will feel perfectly comfy. he has good timing like that, and there's already a knowing smile pulling max's lips when he hears familiar foot falls approaching the room, door left open, as max tends to do. ]
Hey you. [ max shifts, rolling to his side and folding his arms over the side of the tub, chin rested on the back of a wrist, as he watches tris casually stripping, eyes not disguised in how they trail appreciatively over his bared torso, or the long lines of his inked legs. eventually, he slips back, pressing against the head of the tub and spreading his legs to make room for tris, as he holds out his arms for him, hands beckoning. sure, there's room for tris to slouch against the opposite side if he wanted to, but max likes him closer. ]
Come on. Bring me your sweetness. [ spoken about as dorkily as it sounds, but what do you really expect by now? get in here and let him love on you.