Emma nodded. She did want to make use of the amazing bath he'd prepared for her but she was reluctant to pull away from him. "Alright..." she finally agreed, his offer to bathe her out weighing her desire to stay with him.
Before she pulled away, though, she pulled him close, pressing her entire body against his as she urged him into a deep, longing kiss. She would get into the tub, she would do as he wanted her to but she was going to be sure that he knew what she really wanted.
When she pulled away she smiled up at him. "Only because you're offering to wash me, though," she told him softly.
Being sure to keep herself from getting distracted, she turned, then, and stepped into the water he'd run for her. It was warm and she couldn't help sighing a little as she sat down.
"Mmmm. You're spoiling me far too much," she breathed as she relaxed into the back of the tub and used her hands to pull the water up onto her shoulders.