He ran a hand through his damp hair, his other arm crossing over his chest in the faintest attempt at modesty—though the way his nipples pressed against his slick skin made it clear she wasn’t hiding much. The water lapped at his thighs as he shifted, lifting himself just enough for the glow of the lanterns to catch the soft curves of his hips. A mischievous glint shone in his eyes as he tilted his head, beckoning silently, daring someone to come closer and see just how much the warmth of the onsen had soaked into his body.