[ The mood was strange but he's found sometimes the best antidote for it was to embrace it. He's still residually horny. So's Aether, and he already offered to help. They're both in a relaxing warm shower, nude, and Aether's all lathered in suds. ]
Yes... I mean my hands are good for... a myriad of things. [ Salacious as it may have felt, there was nothing illogical about how his hands move from the back of Aether's scalp and slowly follow the suds down his neck and shoulders.
And Bricks feels he owes his savior a great deal. ]
When they're not tangled up in vines, anyway.
[ Fine he'll be indulgent. He's behind Aether and maybe because of the eyepatch he hasn't caught his little over the shoulder gaze. He'll permit himself to stare down at Aether's pert butt, shiny and wet. His hands subconsciously follow, his palms moving down his shoulder blades and slide over hips and press into his lower back in circular motions. ]
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Yes... I mean my hands are good for... a myriad of things. [ Salacious as it may have felt, there was nothing illogical about how his hands move from the back of Aether's scalp and slowly follow the suds down his neck and shoulders.
And Bricks feels he owes his savior a great deal. ]
When they're not tangled up in vines, anyway.
[ Fine he'll be indulgent. He's behind Aether and maybe because of the eyepatch he hasn't caught his little over the shoulder gaze. He'll permit himself to stare down at Aether's pert butt, shiny and wet. His hands subconsciously follow, his palms moving down his shoulder blades and slide over hips and press into his lower back in circular motions. ]