[ While he'd expected her to go to Arthur first since he asked, he easily falls into place as she presses into a kiss. It's tentative, soft, and while his baser instincts want to deepen it right away, he lets her set the pace. As her kiss demands more, he complies, parting his lips ever so slightly until she's gotten used to it. She pulls away and he's left wanting more, a slight tinge of pink creeping on his ears (with some help of the sauna, it's hard to say what's causing the flush).
As she's kissing Arthur, his eyes roam over the pair of them, how Arthur is brushing against her sides and he follows the trail with mounting interest. Not one to be idle, he figures it's as good a time as any to slide right against her. He wants to press flush against her, but sitting sideways in the tub doesn't exactly allow for much maneuvering fully seated. So instead, he leans forward and presses a breathy kiss to her shoulder before making a slow trail up her neck. Beneath the water, his fingers glide around her hips and experimentally press into the sharp curves. ]
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As she's kissing Arthur, his eyes roam over the pair of them, how Arthur is brushing against her sides and he follows the trail with mounting interest. Not one to be idle, he figures it's as good a time as any to slide right against her. He wants to press flush against her, but sitting sideways in the tub doesn't exactly allow for much maneuvering fully seated. So instead, he leans forward and presses a breathy kiss to her shoulder before making a slow trail up her neck. Beneath the water, his fingers glide around her hips and experimentally press into the sharp curves. ]