Andreas closed his eyes, pleased by the sensation of cleaning up after a long day. He noticed a second rag at the side of the tub, reached for it and told Koda to turn around. He took up some soap and started lathering the pup's hair, scrubbing the filthy mess. It must have been ages since the boy's last bath. After his head had been sufficiently scrubbed, the demon grabbed at a bucket and scooped it full of water. "Close your eyes and hold your breath," he warned, dumping the bucket over the boy's head. He took up the rag again, then, and started scrubbing Koda's back.<br/><br/>He really was filthy. Even without bathing, Andreas's ivory skin was already near spotless. Under his nails was clean, his teeth were sparkling even though he'd just eaten three helpings of bloody steak and some red wine. He was unnaturally clean. Or, more like, he wasn't very good at getting dirty. Thus, his human form was practically whitewashed. The daily bath was more for the purpose of being civilized than for actual cleaning. At one point, the rag dipped a little low. He may have done it on purpose. Some humans had a strange aversion to it, but most demons were<span style="font-style: italic">at least</span>bisexual. But who would draw such conclusions from one mere slip of the hand?