Another smile graced his features for a moment when she leaned upon him, his hand sliding to hold her waist more, before he let the tips of his fingers slip along her covered skin, a light brush as she turned to him.
Eyes dropping, he gave a half smirk, bending slightly to get closer to her lips. "The bath was in one of many plans..." he said, starting in a low husk, not missing the thread of her voice, moving his other hand to softly grasp her opposing side, before running them both over the silky material, down over her hips, hanging low as his thumbs made conscientious circles.