23.Jul.19, 02:53 PM
Nerreh was a bit dubious about what sort of clothes Casa had that would fit him (or rather, who the clothes had originally belonged to), but as long as they were clean Nerreh didn’t really care for the moment. She’d deal. He followed Casa through the room, figuring they were going to wherever Casa kept her soapsand and towels and shit (in the main room, apparently?) and stopped in amazement when Casa opened the curtain and revealed the small bathing room.
“Wait, Cas, what the fuck,” Nerreh said, staring at the water. Casa had her own private bath? Goldrider weyrs were fucking fancy. There was no way Nerreh would ever end up with a private bath unless he moved in with someone who already had one. Which was terrifically unlikely. Nerreh was brought out of his daze of ‘wow, private bath’ when Casa spoke again, holding up a small bottle and declaring it to be bubbles. She blinked at Casa for a moment, still hung up on goldriders having private baths — did Vaeyla have one? If she did, why had Nerreh never been informed of this fact? — and it took her a minute to figure out what was meant by ‘bubbles.’ By the time he had, Casa had already poured them into the water. Not that Nerreh cared, like whatever, bubbles were fine. Sure. Whatever made Casa happy.
He reached out to take Casa’s hands, carefully getting into the bath and standing self-consciously next to her. “This is the part where I have no idea what I’m doing and just awkwardly follow your, lead, okay?” Nerreh said, at a loss for what to do. He’d had sex before, yeah, and shared baths with people, but never actually shared a bath with someone he’d just had sex with. Like, did you just clean yourself? Did you help your partner wash up? Nerreh had no fucking clue.
“Wait, Cas, what the fuck,” Nerreh said, staring at the water. Casa had her own private bath? Goldrider weyrs were fucking fancy. There was no way Nerreh would ever end up with a private bath unless he moved in with someone who already had one. Which was terrifically unlikely. Nerreh was brought out of his daze of ‘wow, private bath’ when Casa spoke again, holding up a small bottle and declaring it to be bubbles. She blinked at Casa for a moment, still hung up on goldriders having private baths — did Vaeyla have one? If she did, why had Nerreh never been informed of this fact? — and it took her a minute to figure out what was meant by ‘bubbles.’ By the time he had, Casa had already poured them into the water. Not that Nerreh cared, like whatever, bubbles were fine. Sure. Whatever made Casa happy.
He reached out to take Casa’s hands, carefully getting into the bath and standing self-consciously next to her. “This is the part where I have no idea what I’m doing and just awkwardly follow your, lead, okay?” Nerreh said, at a loss for what to do. He’d had sex before, yeah, and shared baths with people, but never actually shared a bath with someone he’d just had sex with. Like, did you just clean yourself? Did you help your partner wash up? Nerreh had no fucking clue.