Angel Dust

[Fuck he's missed this bath. A sweet strawberry scent wafts from the water, always his favourite of Val's array of options, and there's a few bubbles to help conceal his feet. He lets himself relax in the warm embrace, eyes closed until he hears the sound of Val's heel's approaching.

He hums gratefully, sitting up to take a sip of that drink. Setting it down again he folds his top set of arms on the edge of the tub and rests his cheek atop them to watch Val.]

I am~ [There an easy smile, one that grows a little more leering as Valentino strips more away, and he shifts, lifting his chin as the moth looms over him.]

It's fine, Val. Really. I was just...bein' a brat. An' you've made up for it real nice. You gonna let me make up for what I said? [He arches a brow in invitation, nodding towards the water.] You promised if I was good...