Mein Liebling

Untitled Part 35

The water is hot against your skin, your aching body finally relaxing as the steam floats along the surface. You take a deep breath and sink down, feeling the last bit of tension release and closing your eyes to lean your head back against the edge of the tub. Edward situates your crossed legs over his shoulder, massaging along your calf muscles and around your knees, his own legs at either side of the tub so that you could both fit.

"Are you enjoying zhis, liebling?"

"Mmm," you hum, a soft smile tugging at your lips without opening your eyes. His hands lightly stroke up and down, leaving droplets of warm water as he slowly traces along your skin.

"I should have gotten some vine," he mutters, "Zhat vould have been vonderful right now."

You quirk a brow, tilting your head as you reluctantly shift to keep from falling asleep, your eyes meeting his. "You like wine?"

"Ja," he shrugs, "I had quite zhe collection in my shtudy before all of zhis happened, zhough, to be honest, it was basically just a room vizh books und a shmall cot."

"Oh yeah," you vaguely recall a few images from one of the games, "I think I've seen that, with the table by the window?"

He furrows his brows, "Zhey have my room in zhe games?"

"There were brief images of it at one point," you purse your lips briefly, "I can't remember what the context was though."

"It is all shtill so shtrange..." he runs one of his hands back through his hair, unintentionally leaving it slightly spiked up and messy, "having you see so much about me like zhat."

The edge of your lips twitch as his hands return to your legs, his brow quirking in question at your expression. You grin and bite the corner of your bottom lip, motioning up to your own hair, "I like seeing it messy."

"Ah," he chuckles, relaxing further into the water and shifting your legs up higher, pressing a light kiss to your calf before smirking at you. "I like being zhis vay vizh you."

"In the tub?"

"Ja," he shrugs, "I've never done zhis vizh someone, und I like sharing zhis sort of zhing vizh you."

You smile softly and rest one of your arms against one of his legs at the edge of the tub, "We'll have to remember to pick up some wine for you for next time."

"I vould like zhat, liebling," he chuckles, "Do you not drink?"

"No," you shake your head and stretch your back slightly against the curve of the tub, "I don't drink, but I don't mind pouring some water in a wine glass and relaxing in the tub with you, babe."

He smiles broadly, "I zhink ve should try to make zhis a regular zhing, ja?"

With a soft giggle, you tilt your head at him, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're getting all domesticated on me, Doctor."

"Ah," he rolls his eyes playfully, shaking his head, "you bring it out in me, liebling."

Gaius pads into the bathroom, huffing and taking a seat at the edge of the tub as he glances between the two of you and huffs a second time.

"Someone's jealous." You reach over to scratch along his jaw, earning a chuckle from Edward.

"He doesn't like sharing you vizh me."

Gaius reluctantly falls asleep on the bathroom rug as you and Edward continue to enjoy each other's company. The water eventually fades to lukewarm and you get up, helping each other to dry off before moving to get dressed. Edward pulls on some pajama pants and grabs a shirt, which you snag from his hands.

"Thanks." You grin, pulling it over your head and grabbing his arm to pull him towards the bed.

"Oh really?" He chuckles, "und vhat if I vanted to vear a shirt? Hm?"

"Nah," you push him down on the bed, flopping down beside him to curl against his body, resting one of your hands on his bare chest as you place a playful kiss to his cheek, "I don't think you need a shirt."

"Und vhy do I not need one?" He quirks a brow.

"You could literally never wear a shirt again and I think I'd be happy."

He leans away just enough to meet your eyes, tilting his head.

"Have you seen yourself?" You motion down to... well... all of him, shifting to straddle him and resting your hands at the edge of his pants to trace his v line.

His abs tense briefly as he chuckles and grabs your hands, pulling them away from the sensitive and ticklish skin of his lower stomach. "I can't say zhat I agree, but I'm glad you enjoy zhe view, liebling."

"If I wasn't so exhausted," you lean down and softly kiss his lips, feeling his arms wrap around your waist before nuzzling against him, "I might do more than just enjoy the view, but I'm so tired."

"I know, liebling," he rubs soothing circles along your back and presses gentle kisses along your cheek and temple before shifting to pull you both under the blankets, "let's call it a night, ja? We have a lot to get done tomorrow."

"I love you so much, Edward," you squeeze him tight, "I hope you know that."

"Und I love you, liebling, vizh all mein heart."

"Promise?"

"I svear it, meine liebste, und I alvays vill."