[Pegasus grunts when nudged and breathes a sigh against Seto's neck at the request that follows. He'd hoped to lie for a little longer, but if Seto wants a proper wash before they leave the tub, he'll provide one.

He plants a couple of kisses on Seto's throat before drawing back, unfurling to kneel in the water and giving himself a shake to drive away the encroaching drowsiness.]

Won't be much of a wash without soap, but if you insist.

[So he moves to turn Seto, one of his hands slipping down the slope of Seto's back, all the way into the water.]

Might as well get your hair while I'm at it. You'll need to lean back for me.