Akako lifted the ceramic bowl he was using to wash his hair and tipped it over his head, petal-scented water clinging to his long hair. He was in the bath, and had been for quite some time, enjoying having a long luxurious soak in the perfumed water, relaxing and calming his limbs after an afternoon of strenuous activity. Not in the traditional sense, either - he had just been with Shin. Shin, once he was certain of Akako's loyalties, had proved to be an enthusiastic lover - Akako could only marvel that he was keeping all that passion hidden under such manners - that must truly be what it meant to be brought up a gentleman.
Shin had retired to do some painting while Akako was in the bath: he had recently taken up the hobby, and said that he needed practice. Making him promise he would show him the results when he was finished, Akako had slunk off to the bathroom, half-wrapped in a satin robe and perfectly sated from their early evening's activities. Later, they were planning to go out for a late dinner together, and Akako had to admit he couldn't wait for it. They were both well-known actors, and the chance to go out to a nice restaurant and show themselves off, as attractive, well-dressed lovers with a flavour of the theatre about them - it would be delightful.


