Waist-deep in the water, Tirish presses close and sloughs the soap off your back, her breasts rubbing against your torso under the stream of warm water. After a moment, she steps away and runs her hands over your own breasts and stomach to make sure the last of the soap is gone. As you watch, the soap drains away, sucked into the fountain and purified before being dropped back down onto your bodies.<br/><br/>The dancer stands under the spray for a moment longer, relishing the heat, before turning her attention back to the conversation at hand.<br/><br/>"Well, my room is attached to this bath, much like yours is. So either way, we simply have to walk there," pointing at the door you entered from, "or there," pointing five doors down. "It is very convenient, yes? And we will be able to come right back in, should we need to... provided no one else has locked the room, of course."<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br/>I was debating saying the same to you. Personally, I enjoy a little bit of body worship, so having one character scrubbing another is A-OK. :P</div></div>