Bel sat back, beginning to pour water over the younger’s back, gathering the clear liquid with cupped hands. He remained silent, hair beginning to curl more than usual as the air became humid from the heated vapours coming from the water.
An eyebrow raised, however, when Fran rubbed at a mark he had left- There were only a couple he had left, really, due to the illusionist whining about them all the time, but now he was there… Body leaning forward, the Prince latched his teeth onto Fran’s shoulder, biting down roughly and marking the skin before moving back.
“Oi Fran, turn around.”
Fran continued pouring water over his arms when all of a sudden, he felt something against his neck, causing him to quickly cover his mouth with his hand and let out a muffled shriek of surprise. Water splashed out of the tub as he jumped slightly; he knew exactly what had just happened, but he wasn’t about to protest against it either.
Instead, he slowly twisted his body around and looked up at the blonde questioningly, his mouth slightly open and cheeks flushed. Pale hands were curled up against his chest as he waited.(Source: lllussionist)
