[If wearing a robe and tying your hair up is casual, then Klavier is casual as well and that is just how he answers the door, taking in his nervous companion before inviting him in]
Glad you're here, Issei, come on in, relax, I can get you a drink if you want.
You're ready to dive on in huh? Can't blame you, these hands are magic!
[He's joking, it's how he lightens the mood, but if skipping straight to the heart of things is what Issei wants then he'll take him on a tour to the bathroom.
It's Klavier's bathroom so naturally it's a little excessive, but the dim light and the fragrances give it this soothing appeal]
You're very prompt so the bath is still running, you don't mind waiting a bit do you?
Ah? Thank you, I was attracted to the simplicity of the design...Look around if you want to.
[Klavier disappears briefly into a nearby closet, returning after a moment with towels in his arms and an assortment of bottles. Laying the towels on the nearby seat the attorney takes the time to pour a practiced mixture of salts and essential oils into the water before climbing back to his feet.
Unsure of how Issei would feel stripping in front of him, Klavier takes the initiative and shrugs his robe off of his shoulders.]
[Oh. Right. Clothes. Clothes were going to be in the way.
Issei hesitates for just a moment before working his shirt off and neatly setting it aside. That just leaves his pants, which he hesitates again to take off.]
[Take all the time you need, it's not a race for the ex-rocker, as long as Issei is comfortable.
In the meantime, Klavier will just slip into the tub like the shameless man that he is and wait with his eyes closed. He really is considerate when he's not insufferably playful.]
[...All right. Issei slips off his pants and underwear in one go and climbs into the tub next to him. It's totally fine. It's just like public baths only less public.]
[And when he feels Issei's presence next to him Klavier opens his eyes. It's not so bad, but he will reach over and carefully slide his companion's glasses off as they could get in the way.]
Oooooh? Sounds like it, well then I should start by servicing you huh?
[Spreads his legs and points to the space in between them. Could he be any more suggestive, but don't worry, just forget about those problems for now...]
Sit here and I'll wash your hair and scrub your back.
[Klavier has to do a little of his own adjusting so that he could properly support Issei while washing his hair. Everything Klavier does is consciously slow, from poring the shampoo into his hand to massaging the product into his companion's scalp. Though he's not a professional he's practiced enough not to get any soap in the younger man's eyes. Clearly this comes with years of practicing on his own hair.]
[Klavier heard it, but naturally he play along and pretend he didn't for now. It wouldn't do to embarrass Issei so early, then the younger man would be even more hesitant and the attorney might not have the pleasure of his vocal responses. So cute.
And now Klavier will tilt his companion back, supporting him with one arm so that he can rinse the soap out of Issei's hair. He's pretty deliberate in running his hands over the monk's scalp as he does this.]
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Glad you're here, Issei, come on in, relax, I can get you a drink if you want.
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[Issei smiles a little as he follows Klavier inside.]
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It's Klavier's bathroom so naturally it's a little excessive, but the dim light and the fragrances give it this soothing appeal]
You're very prompt so the bath is still running, you don't mind waiting a bit do you?
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[Klavier disappears briefly into a nearby closet, returning after a moment with towels in his arms and an assortment of bottles. Laying the towels on the nearby seat the attorney takes the time to pour a practiced mixture of salts and essential oils into the water before climbing back to his feet.
Unsure of how Issei would feel stripping in front of him, Klavier takes the initiative and shrugs his robe off of his shoulders.]
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Issei hesitates for just a moment before working his shirt off and neatly setting it aside. That just leaves his pants, which he hesitates again to take off.]
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In the meantime, Klavier will just slip into the tub like the shameless man that he is and wait with his eyes closed. He really is considerate when he's not insufferably playful.]
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Not what I meant, but I'll take it.
[And once the bath is filled to his satisfaction the attorney shuts it off with his foot before kicking back to relax for a few minutes]
So what else is going on in your life, Issei?
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Oh, you know. Friends in stupid situations that I can't get them out of... I could use some relaxation, really.
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[Spreads his legs and points to the space in between them. Could he be any more suggestive, but don't worry, just forget about those problems for now...]
Sit here and I'll wash your hair and scrub your back.
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[Klavier has to do a little of his own adjusting so that he could properly support Issei while washing his hair. Everything Klavier does is consciously slow, from poring the shampoo into his hand to massaging the product into his companion's scalp. Though he's not a professional he's practiced enough not to get any soap in the younger man's eyes. Clearly this comes with years of practicing on his own hair.]
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And now Klavier will tilt his companion back, supporting him with one arm so that he can rinse the soap out of Issei's hair. He's pretty deliberate in running his hands over the monk's scalp as he does this.]
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