[ that makes Vivian chuckle warmly and run fingers through his own hair, a little abashed at being so predictable. he looks at Ganymede, peeping over the edge of the tub like a water nymph, pulls a face. ]
Hey, I had a nap.
[ but it's a token protest, since he was told to, and he's already unbuttoning his shirt anyway, stripping down. he folds up his shirt and pants neatly, places them on his shoes, comfortable taking his time. Vivian likes clothes with buttons and formality, being confined, but just because he does his collar right up to the hollow of his throat doesn't mean he's shy. ]
Shove over.
[ a grin, all teeth and flirtatiousness as he climbs in and finds the space where he can fit. ]
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Hey, I had a nap.
[ but it's a token protest, since he was told to, and he's already unbuttoning his shirt anyway, stripping down. he folds up his shirt and pants neatly, places them on his shoes, comfortable taking his time. Vivian likes clothes with buttons and formality, being confined, but just because he does his collar right up to the hollow of his throat doesn't mean he's shy. ]
Shove over.
[ a grin, all teeth and flirtatiousness as he climbs in and finds the space where he can fit. ]