There's a laugh as John tries to rearrange him, arms falling away from his chest to try to brace against John's shoulders again as they both eventually settle into some sort of position outside of the bath. "Eager, aren't you?"

It doesn't sound like a complaint as he meets John's eyes with a bit of curiosity. "And not shy, it would seem."

There are bound to be people who see-- but it seems unimportant at the moment as the warmth of John's fingers tease at him. Fingers move tangle through blond hair slowly.