( charles keeps his gaze on erik's face, admiring his handsome features, enjoying having his hair shampooed. it's the first time he's ever had someone do this for him in the shower. some soap lands on erik's nose and he brushes it off with his index finger. he tries not to read erik's mind, but sometimes erik's thoughts are very loud and he can't help but hear what he's thinking. on the bright side, it's good to know that erik does find him attractive enough to want to take to bed. judging by erik's choice of partners in the past, they're all incredibly beautiful women. he supposes would've been a bit worried if erik didn't have those thoughts about him. )

You'd sleep with me now if I said we could... ( cheeky, cheeky comment. charles takes a step back to get the shampoo washed off, being quick about it because the water's starting to get cold. he quickly rinses off and steps out of the shower stall. ) I'll get us some towels. Will you turn off the shower? ( before he gets hit by freezing cold water all of a sudden. that sort of thing can happen. they really should install a new water heater down in the basement. )

Here. ( he helps erik into a bathrobe and hands him a towel for his hair before he wraps a towel around his own waist. it feels a bit chilly outside the shower stall and already his hands are a little cold. another thing that ought to be looked into is the heating around the house. he'd spent too much time in oxford that the house had been left abandoned for years. there's a lot that still needs fixing. charles brushes his fingers over erik's cheek, glad to feel that he's warm as he leans in for a kiss, sliding his arm hand around erik and pulling him close to steal some body heat. that's allowed. surely. )