Anya wasted no time in grabbing the body wash and lathering  up your Skye's chest, roughly fondling as she worked the liquid into a foam, thumb brushing the Wolf's nipples. But then she handed the bottle to Skye.<br/><br/>"<em>Lavu vin</em>," she said firmly, then rinsed her hand in the bath water (fingers brushing Skye's belly in the process) before she made herself scarce. She left the bathroom door open, though, so that if Skye needed anything they could hear each other.  Thus, Skye saw that tempting Bunny butt disappear into the bedroom and reappear a moment later in sweats and a tee shirt a little too big for Anya's small form.<br/><br/>"<em>Vespermango baldaue alvenos</em>," she repeated, then sighed. "Soon. Dinner visits soon,<em>jes</em>? Soon. You wash. We eat. Then..."<br/><br/>She licked her lips, shrugged, let her eyes meet Skye's.<br/><br/>"Toys for you, jes? Long day, much work. Need relax."