Yes, I prey on innocents who are looking to have a nice solo bath and seduce them into letting me in just by pacing up and down the hall like a goddamn predator.

[ Tristan sighs as he's adjusted here and there, fingers gently wrapping around Max's arm and and toes pressing a little up against the slick wall of the tub, trying to situate himself accordingly until they're comfortable enough that they can laze in the hot water peacefully with low-hanging steam slowly filtering out of the bathroom and into the hall. The haze is pleasant, dream-like and Tris tips his head to the side as kisses slowly trail his throat to the space just behind his ear, making him shiver significantly.

He reaches up a wet hand and threads fingers through Max's hair, tugging gently at it to pull him properly in for a kiss on the mouth, warm and a little wet where Tristan's chin had briefly dipped below the water while adjusting. ]

It worked, right?