Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150420010641/@comment-5543592-20150422030821

"I don't think I should answer that." Said Dacian. His hands drifted from her back to her thighs, which were wrapped around his waist, and rubbed his hands up and down them.

"I'd spectularly carry you out to the bed, but wet beds make me uncomfortable,"  He made a dramatic frown, "so we're going to need to dry off first." He glanced out of the bath. "You see a wash cloth?"