That low grown had Ayaan blushing again.  He was sure that it had become a permanent feature.  Honestly, Ayaan didn't notice anything other than the man's broad shoulders and the way the Sebastian was looking at him.  His hands kept gliding over Sebastian's slick soapy skin with a gentle touch.   Ayaan was afraid to hurt the other man, though he figured he probably couldn't if he tried.  He was used to massaging and touching Lydia and she did not like hard rough massages.  He did what he knew, tender and kind.<br/><br/>He licked his lips and gave Sebastian a soft smile. Ayaan had seen similar looks upon others, but never one directed at him.  Lydia's looks were different, more of a hungry predatory gaze. He didn't know where to put the one he was getting from Sebastian.  The young man started to cup water and bring it up to fall upon Sebastian's back to rinse the soap from his form.  Thoughts of crawling into the tub with Sebastian still danced through his mind, no matter how hard he tried to kick them out.  "Ayaan looked down and cleared his throat, "If.. if it would please you more, Sir. lean back and I will get your chest too.. "<br/><br/>Ayaan wasn't aware of Sebastian's dilemma, but should the older man lean back, Ayaan would indeed get a great view down the line of his body to exactly what Sebastian was hoping to hide.  Ayaan's only thought would be that it would force the older man to get closer to him.  That's all he wanted, was to be closer.