The Italian stud was more then content to lay there with Jay, his fingers tracing idle patterns over the other man's lower abdomen or his arm and shoulder. He was silent, and good company while they lay there, but he pushed himself up after hearing Jay. He looked down to the other man, with a nod and a soft smirk.<br/><br/><em>"Of course." </em>He motioned towards the door off to the side before he pushed himself up from the bed. He moved over to said door and opened it, without entering.<em>"This way, Signore."</em><br/><br/>The bathroom was lavish and huge, kept in light colours. Light yellow and light blue seemed to be the main theme, and the pilars in the room gave the image of a greek scenery. There were flowers and plants along the walls, the tiles made of expensive marble, with thin, delicate floral patterns. It was impeccably clean, of course, various bottles of bath-oils, white towels and light yellow bath robes on a small wood shelf.<br/>There was a huge oval bathtub and on the other side, a rather huge walk-in shower, surrounded by light blue, tinted glass. It smelled lightly of lemon in the room.