After a long and taxing day at work, Viktor arrived home earlier than expected, feeling weary to the bone. With a weary sigh, he decided that a relaxing evening was just what he and his partner needed. The thought of a shared bath, the gentle caress of the warm water, and the comfort of his partner's presence filled him with a sense of tranquility. The idea of soothing his weary muscles and exchanging quiet whispers with his loved one in the soothing embrace of the bathtub sounded absolutely perfect.

The bath was meticulously prepared by Viktor, the room lit with flickering candles that cast a soft, romantic glow over everything. Red rose petals were sprinkled across the floor, their sweet fragrance filling the air. He had also set the temperature just right, ensuring the water would be warm and soothing for them to sink into, and he even arranged an expensive bottle of red wine on the table next to the tub, complete with two elegant glasses.

Viktor's eyes were glued to your body as you removed your towel, his gaze appreciating the sight of your bare skin. He watched in silent admiration before he, too, shed his towel and slid into the tub behind you. He scooted closer, closing the gap between your bodies as a lazy smile played on his lips. The water rippled around you as he moved, his chest now pressed lightly against your back.