[ Kaveh swallows, nodding as the other turns back to him. ]
Y-Yeah. There's something... in the shampoo, I don't know, just... Give me a second, sorry.
[ It's not like the stalls are incredibly private; stepping out is more a matter of rounding a corner than anything else. But he does it, getting out of Olivine's space enough to breathe in warm air that doesn't tickle his nose like the finest of promises, taking a few deep breaths before he steps back around again.
He's so focused on holding himself together that he doesn't realize the way his towel has started to tent ever so slightly, the barest hint of physical arousal at the sensation.
The scent is still there, but less than before, manageable he thinks, and Kaveh offers Olivine a weak, embarrassed smile. ]
Sorry. I don't really know what came over me, the shampoo smelled... alluring? [ He leaves out the part where he was watching the lather pattern its way down the priest's back, because this is awkward enough as it is. ] It's not so bad now.
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Y-Yeah. There's something... in the shampoo, I don't know, just... Give me a second, sorry.
[ It's not like the stalls are incredibly private; stepping out is more a matter of rounding a corner than anything else. But he does it, getting out of Olivine's space enough to breathe in warm air that doesn't tickle his nose like the finest of promises, taking a few deep breaths before he steps back around again.
He's so focused on holding himself together that he doesn't realize the way his towel has started to tent ever so slightly, the barest hint of physical arousal at the sensation.
The scent is still there, but less than before, manageable he thinks, and Kaveh offers Olivine a weak, embarrassed smile. ]
Sorry. I don't really know what came over me, the shampoo smelled... alluring? [ He leaves out the part where he was watching the lather pattern its way down the priest's back, because this is awkward enough as it is. ] It's not so bad now.