Intimate Bathing

[sockdere]

the intimate bathing meme;

Grooming is an important part of many species' rituals. It keeps them clean, healthy, and content. And a good bath? It can change the whole tone of a day from terrible to relaxed and blissful. But nudity is sometimes viewed as a weakness - and it is almost always sexualized - so bathing is often kept a private matter. If you do share these moments with someone, they're almost always a significant other or a sexual partner. Like you're doing now. Whether it be after a battle or after sex (or before sex, even), the two of you are going to get clean. Be sure to help each other out with that, won't you? After all, there are places on the back that just can't be reached... HOW TO PLAY: Comment with your character, your prefs, etc. If there are other grooming-related practices or kinks you'd like to include, like shaving, hair washing, mention them! Reply to others!

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[swingthesword]

[OOC: After all, he does do well in hot springs.]

[valyriandragon]

[OOC: Who doesn't like hot springs?]

"Lord Snow, I hope you do not mind company." Daenerys approached the hot springs, wearing a lavender silken robe. What better way for allies to connect - or so she surmised! Though she was not smiling, her purple eyes were bright with mischief and challenge.

Would he let a little nudity interfere with their...companionship?

[swingthesword]

[OOC: Right?]

Jon starts at the voice, eyes going wide when he realizes who it's come from. How she'd managed to find her way down to the springs here at Winterfell he doesn't know, but it's not as though he can just tell the Mother of Dragons and his most powerful ally to go away.

He swallows, knowing that turning around would be rude-- and pointless, by this time-- and shakes his head. "Of course not, Your Grace."

[valyriandragon]

His reaction was, in a word, adorable. She was hard-pressed not to laugh as she untied her robe. There wasn't a hint of anything resembling shame as she let the fabric drop around her feet. Her silver and gold hair was tied back, leaving nothing to the imagination.

"Thank you." she stepped into the same pool as him and sat down, "I have enjoyed hot baths, of course, but these are different." her hand played with the water's surface, "One can almost forget the chill."

[swingthesword]

He only just manages to keep his jaw from hanging open when she removes her robe. Jon had always heard that the Targaryen Queen was stunningly beautiful, and he'd had plenty of opportunity to confirm that since her arrival in Westeros. But now he was seeing Daenerys in all her glory, and it was glorious.

Once she's in the water and more obscured from direct view, Jon relaxes a bit and nods. "I've always enjoyed them," he tells her, memories of some very enjoyable times not helping his situation. "Coming from such a warm climate, I'm sure they feel particularly good for you."

[valyriandragon]

Khal Drogo had taught her to feel beautiful - to feel valuable. Since his death and the birth of her Dragons, her confidence had grown by leaps and bounds. To put it plainly, Daenerys knew she was a beautiful woman with much to offer any man. She trusted that Jon Snow would not reject her company if she arrived so unclad.

The water felt good and she stretched out her arms on the side of the pool, leaning her head back for a moment.

"I have never felt such a deep chill. Even my Dragons are sluggish." she stretched out a leg and nudged him playfully under the water, "How did you survive the Wall?"

[swingthesword]

Gods, she was beautiful, Jon thought. More than beautiful, in fact.There was something that seemed to radiate off of Daenerys like the heat of the water that drew him to her. Literally, in fact, as he found that he was actually near enough for her leg to touch him.

"Ale," he replied honestly. "And heavy cloaks, and as much fire as we could light." Jon shrugged. "The North is a hard land, Your Grace. But I'm sure once we move South, you'll feel more comfortable. Until then, there's always these springs."

[valyriandragon]

Jon had caught her eye too for what it was worth. He did not boast of his strength; he had no need. Of course it didn't hurt matters that he was incredibly handsome. Daenerys had a soft spot for men who could challenge her and Jon Snow definitely fit the bill.

"I do not like depending on ale or wine." she tilted her head delicately, smiling, "Cloaks are useful, but there are other ways a man and woman or...a woman and a woman...or even a man and a man could keep warm, wouldn't you say?"

[swingthesword]

He had a certain type, too. And Daenerys had more than enough fire inside of her to draw Jon's attention from the moment they'd met. It had just never occurred to him to move on them, not when her focus had been so strongly on the battles ahead.

But now, his eyebrows lifted. "There were times when the men sought out company, to be certain," Jon said cautiously, inching closer along the natural shelf that served as the bench they were both sitting on. "Is... Your Grace in need of more warming than the spring provides?"