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[They roll their eyes.]

No, I want to spend the rest of the night covered in lubricant and jizz. Of course I'm gonna come with.

[They're absolutely filthy, okay, they can acknowledge this.]

[It entices another laugh, even if he's shaking his head. Alright, time to push himself up.]

Hey, I fucking dunno. And at least you're not as gross as me? You're lucky you don't sweat, it's fucking gross, even if it was worth it...

[bless the rooms here having some quality tubs. let's goooo...]

Plus... I dunno. Maybe some people are weird about keeping their hygiene and sex life separate.

[They roll out of bed, hopping a bit onto their feet.]

Yeah, sweating seems kind of disgusting.

[Lead the way, Mav.]

I don't have nearly enough shame for that.

[At least they admit it...]

[Yeah...sigh...they're so great. Maverick grins over his shoulder at them, reaches back to take up their hand in his, and leads them over to the bathroom. They're still inn digs, but Ramona clearly splurged on this part of the design to keep customers relaxed and satisfied instead of just clean. Inn of Atropos is all about that comfort, man.

Also wow, his shirt feels so fucking gross... Next time, he's going to have to strip down no matter how much he's in a hurry. He peels it up over his head and wanders over to sit on the tub's ledge and start up the hot water.]

Preference on a shower or a soak?

[It's a good inn, and it's a shame Rover doesn't appreciate it nearly as much as they should.

They follow him into the bathroom, hovering by him as he starts the hot water. They stare at the tub, curious for a moment.]

I've never soaked before.

[They've only ever bathed at the dorms...Which are fancy bathrooms, yes, but still. They've never indulged.]

[Hmmm...! Well then,]

Might as well keep trying new shit, right? This one ain't as stocked as the other guests', but I think there should still be...

[Yep. Shoved away in a cabinet beneath the sink, where he stored a lot of shit he deemed unnecessary when he moved in, is a small vial of bubble bath mix. Dumping that in.]

Never really understood the point of this shit, but it adds to the experience, I guess. Actually, come to think of it, it's probably popular in media because it fucking censors bath scenes naturally.

[Oh shit! Bubbles! Rover watches the bubbles form, absolutely delighted.]

Holy shit, that's incredible.

[They're so excited...

They reach out, putting their hand through the bubbles with a grin.]

Why wouldn't you use this all the time?

[Seeing their enthusiasm, Maverick's face softens into a smaller, more private smile, and he suddenly doesn't have any sort of answer for them.]

Heh. Who knows.

[If this small, stupid thing makes them that happy, why isn't it used all the time? He reaches down to take a small scoop of the bubbles in his palm and blows it, sending the suds tumbling lazily through the air.

Once there's enough that he's confident his introduction to the tub won't destroy all the bubbles, Maverick swings his legs around and eases himself in with a hiss. Ah, little bit hotter than expected, but he can handle it. One knee is bent and splayed out of the way, suggesting the space there he's making for them that's obscured by the bubbly mess.]

C'mere.

[They laugh at the spray of bubbles, dragging their hand through the foam.

When Maverick settles in, they don't waste any time before they're sliding between his legs. They're still fascinated by the bubbles, scooping them up from where they gather in front of them. This stuff is great - it smells nice, too.]

I should get some of this stuff.

[Just in case they decide to start taking baths, now.]

[Even if he can’t see their face anymore, he can imagine the wonder there from the way they move. With a happy hum, Maverick leans forward to rest his chin on their shoulder and curl his arms around their waist.]

I’ll be sure to sneak some for you to take with before you leave tomorrow. But you know what you really gotta see, if you like bubble baths? Fucking bath bombs.

[They hum, leaning back into him. They arch an eyebrow, even though there's no point in making faces.]

What the fuck is a bath bomb?

[That sounds...dangerous.]

[Dangerous for Rex's wallet, maybe.]

Awh, come on, babe. Don't you have a head full of Google, or something? Trust me, it's something you gotta see, not hear me try to describe.

Well, yeah, but sometimes it's fun not knowing the answers.

[They are going to quickly search for what a bath bomb is, though, as they play with the bubbles.]

What the hell, those look awesome.

[He smiles into a kiss to their shoulder, pleased with their reaction even if he doesn't get to see just what they're seeing or their expression.]

Figured you'd be into 'em.

[But he's gotta pull back a second to scrub his face clean, then scoop up a bunch of bubbles to set on top of Rover's head.]

Might get glitter fucking everywhere, though.

What's the problem with glitter?

[It's sparkly. Who wouldn't want to be sparkly??

Honestly, that just sounds like the ideal.]

Eeeverywhere. All the cervices.

[Speaking of which, one of his hands is traveling down fondle at their slit.]

How do you normally get yourself cleaned, anyway? After that first time, I didn't know if you had some internal shit or if you had to scrub later on.

So??

[It still sounds amazing.

They lean back, lifting their hips slightly.]

Have to scrub...Things I ingest get broken down and incinerated if they're not being used, but that's not really hooked up to my internal systems.

[It's all jerryrigged.]

[mmmm]

Sounds like a pain. Fucking wonder you put up with me coming inside you, if that's the case.

[But he can help out now, or something? Though he probably won't be as thorough... Maybe it's really just a plot to get to finger them again because he's a disaster man.]

I dunno, it's not so bad.

[He is definitely a disaster man, but Rover's not complaining. Let Maverick entertain himself with their body, they think.]

Sometimes it feels kind of gross, though.

[yeah...........]

I could always wear a condom. And things kinda fucking happened before I got the chance, but I did actually...get some lube. Yours is probably meant to keep you running smoothly, right? We should probably stop, uh, using it for this.

...Yeah.

[They should definitely stop using it.]

And I guess we could try condoms out? I don't really mind either way, honestly. Whatever you'd rather is fine with me.

[He hums as he moves his fingers inside them, amused in a way that makes him roll his eyes at their answers. It's nice to know he's not the only one making stupid decisions...but also why are they like this for him!! They're too good...]

No harm in trying. Dunno why I'm bothering to try and plan this shit, though... You're so fucking irresistible, it's hard to stop and think once we start. [hence the ice cream dick]

Well...

[They tilt their head back, squinting up at the ceiling.]

If you have 'em, we might use 'em, so there's no harm in buying some, right?

Yeah.

[A small amount of them, anyway, or a handful from the infirmary. They gotta have some, right? Those kinds of places always did. If they tried them out and decided they didn't have a place in their sex life, he'd rather not have spent too much money on them, and it wasn't like he wanted to have to use them with someone else anytime soon. Making things work with Rover was the goal.

...]

So it's good that getting water inside your bits like this isn't frying the fuck outta us, huh?

[...]

...

[They bark out a laugh, shaking their head.]

Yeah, I'd say that's a good thing. Especially with all the metal you've got in you.

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