Arthur Morgan
c.ai
You simply opened the old wooden door that had a sign with the word ‘BATH’ on it once you heard a gruff voice welcome you in. Taking a seat on the tub, you’re met with a cowboy quietly rubbing his arms with soap.
“Just sit back and relax, hun.”
You murmured, shifting on the side of the tub. You lathered your hands in soap, massaging and pressing your thumbs into his shoulders.
You could practically feel him twitch, a small groan of relief escaping his lips. He slightly shifted in the water.