OOM: Business ventures.

[yosafbridge]

Saffron's room, for the most part, remains exactly the same as when she'd been in it last - apart from a few newly acquired trophies (paid for by a portion of the sum her job with Ben Wade had gotten her).

She takes a moment to arrange for some food and wine to be sent up in about an hour or so, then proceeds to make herself comfortable in the sitting area - removing her boots, pulling out the pin that holds the majority of her red curls up and away from her neck, and stretching out on one of the luxuriously stuffed couches.

"Is there anything I can get you two?" she asks, rolling over onto her stomach, her feet dangling in the air as she sizes up the two men.

Comments

[scots_wolf]

"Yes, let's see what your bath is like," Urquhart says.

It's not quite as obvious as the pool that is part of his own room, but he has no doubt that it will be decadently pleasurable.

[morethanprops]

At the mention of a bath, Moist just raises an eyebrow and follows after Saffron to peer into the bathroom.

Running water is one of the things he truly enjoys about Milliways since its hard to find on the road.

[yosafbridge]

She's already heading in that direction. Never let it be said that she isn't a woman of simple pleasures - but the bathroom, as well as the giant jacuzzi tub itself, is one of those larger ones. It's big enough to hold at least five people, but the most she's ever had in it, up until now, is two.

And now she's curious to see just how they'll all fit together inside it.

She sits on the edge of the tub, turning on the hot water and holding her hand out to test the temperature, adjusting knobs as needed.

[scots_wolf]

"Just as I thought," Urquhart says, discarding his cloak by the door again and stepping inside the bathroom. "A place of pleasure. We have ample room to spoil each other here."

[morethanprops]

The size of the bathtub makes Moist grin and reminds him of Uberwald and tourists trooping out to bath in sulfur water,

"Is there a citrus bubble bath that you prefer?"

[yosafbridge]

"I do have the makings for a luxurious bubble bath," she points out, shedding Moist's jacket and hanging it up out of consideration for the objects inside.

The tub's nearly full, so she shakes a few bath salts into the hot water to create a sweet smell of oranges that lingers in the air as she turns off the faucet and steps in first, hissing softly through her teeth as she eases herself down to sit.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart follows suit, and sits beside her with a sigh.

"It looks to be boiling," he says, "but isn't, and it's very relaxing."

[morethanprops]

Moist's blanket didn't come with him so he slowly eases himself in, eying the jets warily,

"So its pretending to be a hot spring?"

[yosafbridge]

"You could say that," she murmurs, smiling in amusement as she reaches over to flip on the switch that starts up the jets. The tub roars to life, the surface of the water bubbling, and she leans back against one of them, letting the funneling water massage spots of tension in her lower back.

She reaches over, fingertips running over Urquhart's arm, leaving water droplets in their wake.

[scots_wolf]

Normally, the droplets would tangle in hair; but now, they run down his skin smoothly.

Finvarra's magic always takes some time to revert itself.

Urquhart stretches long legs, sliding against Moist; but he doesn't pull back.

[morethanprops]

As he settles in, finding the best place to arrange his legs, Moist allows a smile, the jets are rather pleasant,

"It does feel nice."

[yosafbridge]

She leans back against Urquhart's shoulder, stretching her legs out into Moist's lap, the position reminiscent of the one they'd found downstairs on the couches.

"I'm fond of it."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart puts an arm around her.

"The bubbles are almost like floating touches on your skin," he says.

[morethanprops]

Moist rests his hand on Saffron's leg under the water as he adjusts,

"Very like a sulfur pool just without the smell or the werewolves to worry about."

[yosafbridge]

"Though you do have a wolf in your midst," Saffron teasingly adds, turning towards Urquhart to give him a gentle kiss.

"He may as well be one."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart smiles. "Being a wolf was good," he says, "and yes, it fit my nature well. But you're more of a fox than I'm of a wolf."

[morethanprops]

"I'd prefer to stay my own shape, but you both made fine wolves,"

With a smile, he runs his hand up Saffron's leg and back down Urquhart's since its there.

[yosafbridge]

"It was exhausting, being a wolf," she admits, lazily leaning back.

"I won't be ready to do it any time soon."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart kisses her. "I wouldn't mind having that shape at my disposal," he says. "You made a lovely wolf. But you make an even lovelier woman."

He leans over to kiss her, quite gently.

[morethanprops]

Moist has discovered a jet and is happily leaning against it as he strokes Saffron's leg,

"It does suit you, Urquhart."

[yosafbridge]

"Very much so," she agrees, whispering softly against Urquhart's lips.

She hasn't told either of them yet that she's working on adding and perfecting another form to her repertoire.

[scots_wolf]

"One day," Urquhart says, "I might find some mage or god that can give me the shape to use whenever I want."

He leans in, to touch his cheek to Saffron's hair, in a strangly tender, and strangely wolfish, gesture.

[morethanprops]

The gesture makes Moist uncomfortable in a way nothing else has, because he's seen werewolves do that and closes his eyes.

That doesn't quite disguise how tense he gets for a moment, but he goes deeper into the hot tub to warm up and hide his unease.

[yosafbridge]

She closes her eyes too, but for a different reason, muscles releasing their tension out of relaxation and the warm temperature of the water.

She can feel Moist's fingers grip harder on her leg and glances over, blinking lazily.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart notices the minute change, and stretches, with a little smile for both of them, in a much more human gesture.