Ayaan quite literally forgot what he was doing as Sebastian settled back against the cool edge of the tub. The water was starting to cool at this point as well.  The young man was up on his knees behind Sebastian, reaching around the larger man.  Ayaan's hands had just rested on Sebastian's chest when he noticed how hard the other man was and he simply froze in place.  His lips parted as he let out a soft breath.  The only other he had ever seen was his own and that didn't count at all. Sebastian was impressive everywhere and he could not peel his eyes away.<br/><br/>Again he wanted to lean forward, slide his hand down those perfect washboard abs and curl his fingers around that hardness.  Would it fit in his hand? Would Sebastian purr or groan, or maybe he would slap Ayaan away and tell Lydia. Slowly awareness was coming back to him. He could feel Sebastian's gaze upon him from just inches away from his features as he looked over Sebastian's shoulder.  He said a silent prayer in his head, praying not to be reprimanded from such carnal thoughts with another man.<br/><br/>Ayaan started to slowly shrink back away from Sebastian.  Though the motion was so slow that the other man could stop him at any point before he settled back on his heels with his hands back on Sebastian's shoulders instead of chest.  He wanted to hide from the impressive and intimidating man.  And at the same time, he wanted to be wrapped up in those arms.  His eyes flicked to the door, maybe he should run before the thoughts got even more confusing, but then Lydia would probably have his head for embarrassing her.