[This right here is the reason Lorenz wears a shirt to the beach-- Well, he's hardly simply tolerating this particular Sanguis quirk, tilting his head obligingly with an approving grin.]

I daresay that whoever cuts your hair deserves a reward.

[Ha ha, they must be so talented? Perhaps even deserving of praise? Hmm? His hands would be in Fenris' hair right now indeed, if not for being otherwise occupied feeling him up. He squeezes again and pushes his hips against Fenris' just so, sweet pressure and just a taste of friction. The sharp scrape of teeth across oversensitive skin makes him gasp and arch up and for a moment everything is teeth and heat and Fenris, mm, what was he talking about—]

Fenris—

[Mmph, nope, back to home decor-]

When we've finished painting and- ah- so on, then I would gladly have you in every room of our new home. [It counts as new because of the our, see.] Not only the bath.