Calloused hands grabbed for Legolas' waist automatically, a similar need to protect all vital parts crossing Artemis' mind as he briefly tried to help the other man settle in comfortably - and once more he found the combination of dirt and bronzed skin an incredible blessing as heat rushed across his face. That pale skin was as smooth as it looked, and it was as if he could feel Legolas' own body heat even through the water as he hovered over him.

Once he was sure that Legolas was settled, he removed his hands, quickly, and let his arms drape lazily over the sides of the tub before he needed to think too hard about where else to put them.

But even in his embarrassment, he still met the elf's eyes easily, and this time Legolas could see the way Artemis rolled his eyes and hear the snort that followed.

"I'm giving you this generous opportunity to have your way with me," he answered without hesitation, and even while keeping his voice flat and expression carefully unimpressed, there was no mistaking the teasing for what it was. "And the sooner you get it out of your system, the sooner I get to finally sleep in a real bed."