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I know he'll always need me.

Productive, anyway. *smiles and kisses her cheek* I missed you.

You always miss me.

You're right. *grins up at her, starting to tug at her clothes*

[smiles and lets him, stealing a kiss before slowly sinking into the tub while the water's still running]

*watches her, smiling to himself, kneeling in front of the tub* Is it the right temperature?

[sighs happily, closing her eyes and leaning back, bubbles already in her hair] Perfect.

*grins wider, folding his arms on the edge of the tub, his chin on top of them* Good. I hope it helps.

Did you want to join?

... Yes. I would. *gives her a shy smile* I'll, uh... *bites his lip, starting to tug at his sweater*

[grins and waits for him, making room]

*shimmies out of his clothes, slipping into the tub, grinning happily at her* I think this tub was a good investment.

Certainly a good idea to get a big one.

It's certainly come to good use. *slips his arms around her, kissing her shoulder*

I love you, Owen.

*smiles* Still?

Always. [leans against him]

*lifts a hand to trace circles along her shoulder,breathing slowly* I love you.

-- Please, keep doing that.

*smiles, trailing his fingers along her collarbone* This?

[whispers, tilting her head back, onto his shoulder] Yes.

*breathes in, raising his other hand to graze his fingers along her neck*

[closes her eyes, lips parted for air, definitely more relaxed now]

*spreads his fingers along her shoulders, his lips to her temple*

[could probably just stay there in his arms, under his hands, for a whole week; sighs quietly]

*smiles, kissing her temple, rubbing his thumbs to her shoulders, gently kneading*