Cassidy slowly undid the braid Soren had put into his hair and rinsed out his hair. He knew that it would only smell like campfire for about a week afterward, but he didn't care, he liked to keep it as clean as possible. "Mm," muttered the older man as he arched his back, "that doesn't sound like any fun at all. I've got my all-in-one camping-supply right here." He kissed Soren's cheek.
Frankly, he couldn't think of any camping trip without Soren that he actually enjoyed.