Eddy only belated realized that it might have been odd to invite a stranger to share a bath. New lovers could share a shower, but a bath might seem too intimate, despite the fact that they had just fucked each other's brains out not five minutes ago. How could sharing water be more intimate than being inside someone?<br/><br/>Whatever, social protocol could go fuck itself. Eddy wanted a bath and it would be rude to force Luke to sit out there on the bed all alone. The tub was big enough for the both of them.<br/><br/>"Yeah," Eddy answered Luke's question by bringing over a bag of salt and poured it into the water. Immediately the room filled with a citrusy spicey scent, orange and cloves. It was an old fashioned kind of scent but Eddy loved it. Reminded him of pagan winter holidays an old friend used to drag him into. He didnt believe a lick of it, but those Wiccans had quite an aesthetic.<br/><br/>It took a surprisingly short time for the bath tub to fill despite its size. There were heating pads hidden beneath the tiled floor and even more in the base of the tub so the water could stay warm indefinitely.<br/><br/>"Go on, hop in," Eddy said enticingly, holding out an arm for Luke to hold onto for balance as he climbed into the tub.