oscar laid bad on the small space of the tub, his legs hanging from the knees outside, his head aainst the rim, and his expression amused and laughing, "I am sorry, i swear I asked if the tub was big enough," he told Asher as he held him by the waist, over his own, water barely covering the other's to the low of his abdomen. "This is one of those moments that my own height sets a problem." Because if he was sat against the edge, most of his legs would have to be flexed giving the other even less space. "Next time, instead of this hotel room, we will be in my house. Promise." With a match in a few days, the need to be in a different town was... demanding. @flexrated













