Ryan smirked at him, hands rising to unbutton, but stopping halfway.<br/>"That's very forward of you, Louis," he said quietly, moving over to the bath to seat himself on the edge "And what if I would but watch?"<br/>His fingers did occupy themselves with his buttons, though, until his chest could be seen as he hadn't put back on the shirt he had worn under it before.<br/><br/>The sheer fact Atticus hadn't asked, but more or less had commanded, had changed his mood. There was now this need to tease, while, only seconds ago, he wouldn't have stopped short from pulling him out of the bath to have his way with him.<br/>Slowly combing one hand's fingers though his hair, his gaze flicked from the man to the water in the tub, thoughts raising and weaving into wicked ideas. Sex in a tub would be quite confiding, too much to his taste, but.. the water could be useful. Ryan did love to control every aspect of life.<br/><br/>"I'll do as I please, unless you can convince me to do otherwise," he said, the grin back to his face, one hinting of the ideas that formed.