[Nyx's laughter can be heard from the bathroom well before he comes back out, grinning widely.]

Nonsense. Coming to Galahd to rescue us rebellious idiots is the wisest thing you've probably ever done so it's gotta be more recent than that.

[The grin fades to a smirk and he holds the washcloth just out of reach. A gentle tsk and he steps closer taking the time to run the cloth over Regis' skin, starting at his thighs where they're starting to become sticky with lube and then in to more sensitive places. If the King means to make any sort of protest he gets silenced quickly enough with a firm kiss. Let him take care of you, Reggie. And if he spends a little more time than necessary stroking his fingers over damp skin when he's done it's only because he can't get enough of touching the other man.]

Miss anything?