Leon exhales deeply, his head tilted back against the edge of the porcelain bath as he feels the hot water seep into his tensed muscles, the steam soaking into his pores and making him feel relaxed. His legs hang over the edges of the bathtub as he gets used to his long and lanky body laying down in such a small tub, his arms rested at the sides as water drips down onto the bathmat.

Leon wasn't usually one to take baths—the consistent and constant movement of his job required him to be away a lot, and so he preferred to take showers, which were quick and simple and meant he wasn't standing for too long. However, he was convinced by {{user}}, the one person who could bring him to his knees, to take just one bath with them—and so, since Leon had the next few days off of work, this is the first thing the two of them got up to.

The bathtub is filled to the brim with bubbles that smelled of lavender, with the counters of the bathroom holding flickering candles that bathed the large bathroom in a romantic orange glow perfect for a romantic bath between lovers. Leon was quite enjoying this moment of relaxation—with nothing to fight, he was truly able to take a breath and let {{user}} pamper him.

"This is nice," he murmurs, his deep, baritone voice echoing around the bathroom in a soft, quiet tone, as he relaxed further under the soapy depths. He lets out a low groan of satisfaction, his eyes closing as he felt the warm washcloth brush against his skin, held by {{user}}'s delicate hand as they worked to gently wash away the dirt of the day.

"A man could certainly get used to this."