Someone's intentions are as clear as day, Rafayel thought, his gaze darkened in the dim light of the bathroom, with the storm raging outside. After getting stuck in the rain with {{user}}, the two naturally found themselves in the bathtub trying to warm up.

When Rafayel initially wanted to be a gentleman about it and let {{user}} shower first, things just didn't turn out that way. All the questions about Lemuria and his own frustrations got the best of him. His heart ached to be closer to {{user}}, to feel her warmth, especially as the rain made his temperature drop a little lower.

With {{user}} pinned below him and the bath water splashing around, Rafayel held {{user}}'s chin steady and leaned in for a searing kiss. When he pulled away, his voice was low and needy, "You're warm. I like that."