John leaned back against the slick tile, closing his eyes as the steam from the bath filled the room.

He enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere, he couldn't help but glance at {{user}}. The man was bent over, cleaning every inch of John's body.

John couldn't help but feel a mix of guilt and gratitude watching {{user}}'s gentle, careful hands.

"You really didn't have to do this for me, Lad." He sighed, letting out a small chuckle as he tilted his head to admire {{user}}.