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4th floor bathrooms, early evening Thursday

Liir had agreed to wash Amber's clothes for her, or what she had left of her clothes (stupid machines), so that is what they were going to do. It was just too cute how he carried her up the stairs and into the bathroom. Amber was loathe to be put down, but she was carrying her small bag of clothes, while he carried her, so she assumed the weight could be stressing.

Laughing, he gently placed her on her feet and she was almost tempted to lock the door so she could have fun in the tub with him. But... not yet.

"So. I hope you won't mind looking at my panties," she said, lacking the modesty to not say what she was thinking.

[OOC: For Liir, who was modded with permission. But it's a bathroom, so can be open to others!]

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He shook his head.

"You don't owe me anything, Amber. If I do something for you, it's because I want to help you."

Though he'd heard what she'd said. He just didn't want to address it. He loved her very much, but he was still worried it wouldn't be... right yet.

"I'll buy you hot chocolate on our next date, which makes me think we haven't been on one, just the two of us, in a little while. We should fix this," she told him.

"Sounds like a date. But only if you let me do dinner after," he said as he finished the last piece.

He pointed down to the tub.

"I've been swishing this around for a while with my leg so we should only have to do this for a little longer."

"I would love for you to do dinner," she told him, very agreeable to that idea.

"Is there anything I can do to help finish?" she asked.

He patted the side of the tub next to him.

"You can help me swish. Agitate. Whatever you want to call it. It works the rest of the dirt off of the clothes."

"But... I'll get my pants wet," she said, brows arched. "Or your pants rather."

He rolled his eyes and pointed to the rolled up pants he was wearing.

"They'll roll. I promise."

Amber stuck her tongue out at him and stood up where she began to roll her pants up to her knees. "Fine. Geeze." She sat down on the edge of the tub and swung her legs over into the water.

And because she was a stinker, she totally kicked her foot up, trying to splash him.

He reached out and caught her foot.

"Someone's being wicked," he said with a laugh.

"Hey!" she gasped, laughing. "I'm totally not!"

He ran his fingers along the top of her food.

"You are, you are! Wicked enough for Vinkus grass in your hair."

"Liiiiir! That tickles!" she giggled and wiggled her foot. "And I am not! No grass in my hair of any kind!"

He peered over her head.

"Should I check? Make sure?"

"Nooo!" she laughed, bending backwards. "My hair is super fine, no grass!"

He cheated, then, dipping down to kiss her jaw instead.

"Ooh, you cheater," she murmured on a light giggle.

He leaned just a little farther to get her lips.

"That a problem, milady?"

Where had that come from? Who cared? It sounded good.

He managed and his words were... wow. It sounded really good.

Amber looped her arm around his neck. "You're making me think naughty things, Liir."

He settled his shoulders under her arms and laughed, just a little.

"Are they truly naughty if the other party is interested?"

Amber groaned, grinned, and kissed his mouth, leaning forward against him.

"That kind of sounds like a promise."

"Would I have a promise to make? I've not heard one yet."

Amber grinned, looking down. "Well... if both people are interested..."

"I am very much interested in you. In your mind, your heart, and your beauty."

Simple words. True words.

She met his eyes and totally melted. "I love you, Liir."

He almost didn't know what to say. Love was such a troublesome verb.

"And I, you."

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