Perched nude on the edge of the tub, fingers trailing in the water he looks like one of the beautiful depictions of the Virtues-As-Flesh seen on the walls of the Emperor's palace - a humanoid embodiment of a thing to be striven for.
Save for the scars, the burns, and the stray burrs still present in his long hair. And drinking out of the tap like a pet monkey.
"We're sharing, or taking turns?" he asks. The tub is small but they'd fit if they got close. Which he's hardly against, braced as he is. Gaius can have a proper good look at him now with all three eyes, wiry muscle and long limbs leading to powerful but thin fingers.
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Save for the scars, the burns, and the stray burrs still present in his long hair. And drinking out of the tap like a pet monkey.
"We're sharing, or taking turns?" he asks. The tub is small but they'd fit if they got close. Which he's hardly against, braced as he is. Gaius can have a proper good look at him now with all three eyes, wiry muscle and long limbs leading to powerful but thin fingers.