It wouldn't, Legolas knew, not so fast, and he only grinned at Artemis without word, finally shedding the last garment, his leggings, with no shame whatsoever about his own nudity. It was, after all, only natural to bathe in the nude, and more than that, he knew he had nothing to be ashamed of. Not before the Men, not before the elves, not before anybody, to be true. Instead it was the thought, the knowledge, that slipping into the bath, they would be close, and in constant contact, that flustered him slightly and gave him a pause. It was barely noticeable, only just enough to make the usually smooth motions a little jerky.
No doubt, Artemis would find it laughable to hear that, after everything, Legolas still had it in him to feel shy. And especially so with that bold suggestion to shave him only moments ago.
First Legolas perched on the, not particularly comfortable, edge, before swinging his legs over and making certain he did not step or knee on anything... vital, and then he slid down all the way. The water level rose even farther, with another body submerged, but it did not overflow. Legolas settled on his knees, and not at the other end of the tub but rather right over Artemis's lap, his knees on both sides of Artemis's thighs. What of his hair reached the water, fanned out and floated freely, and a little moisture climbed up along the silken strands. It would take hours to dry it later, but Legolas wanted to get rid of the dust anyway.
"So hot it is, it is still a long while before it even grows lukewarm," he chided with a grin, lifting a hand to brush some water across a scruffy cheek and wipe what dust stuck to skin, "Your impatience is showing."
but ofc! he can make it up to him for it C8
No doubt, Artemis would find it laughable to hear that, after everything, Legolas still had it in him to feel shy. And especially so with that bold suggestion to shave him only moments ago.
First Legolas perched on the, not particularly comfortable, edge, before swinging his legs over and making certain he did not step or knee on anything... vital, and then he slid down all the way. The water level rose even farther, with another body submerged, but it did not overflow. Legolas settled on his knees, and not at the other end of the tub but rather right over Artemis's lap, his knees on both sides of Artemis's thighs. What of his hair reached the water, fanned out and floated freely, and a little moisture climbed up along the silken strands. It would take hours to dry it later, but Legolas wanted to get rid of the dust anyway.
"So hot it is, it is still a long while before it even grows lukewarm," he chided with a grin, lifting a hand to brush some water across a scruffy cheek and wipe what dust stuck to skin, "Your impatience is showing."