Kisses like this were all the reward Selene needed, and that was perhaps the most intoxicating part of their relationship. They wanted each other; craved at times, but always such a keen and sincere need. Selene melted so readily into the attention, trailed his fingers beneath Helios' jawline to beckon him deeper, until his tongue slipped out to taste the other boy's lips. It was so familiar by now, and still so comforting. Here, there was love; perfect and simple and thrilling.

"I always think of you," Selene murmured against Helios' mouth. "I never stop."

With another parting kiss, Selene brushed his thumbs over Helios' cheeks and reluctantly slipped away. There were practical matters to attend to when baths were concerned. Starting the taps, warming the water, filling the tub -- or pool, in this case, accompanied by bubbles that smelled of lavender and sage -- and Selene went about them all with attentive ease, determined to return to Helios' arms sooner than later.

"I don't suppose you've been in here before? You'll never want to bathe anywhere else again."