Wrath had no time to object to her 'gesture' of giving him her clothes before she was gone; completely eaten by the water and reemerging with a sound he did not expect from her. Damn, she really must have needed the cold water. Was it really that hot for her? "You seem to really be enjoying yourself in there," he commented, a small smirk appearing. "Do you want me to leave you alone there?"
Come to think of it, it was kinda warm. He usually had his hair pulled back with a headband, but due to the length it was as if he was wearing a coat meant only for his backside. The thickness gave him a little coverage on the arms. In the winter it was great but times like this... Why didn't he have something to put up his hair again?
"Maybe I'm a blessing, maybe I'm a curse. I guess you'll just have to find out for yourself." He turned his back to her as he went to place her clothing a few feet from the waterhole. Without much hesitation, he started to remove the bands on his arms and the sash around his waist. The male took his headband off only to reorient it to be used as a scrunchie to tie his hair back into an overgrown ponytail. Soon, each piece of clothing began to come off. First, the jacket-like sleeveless top he had that exposed his bare skin with his tattoos. Next were a couple of smaller garments that comprised of his upper attire, followed by his harem-like pants to reveal simple, plain black boxers. He left the clothing in a small pile next to hers before returning to the edge of the water.
"Mind if I join you?"
Come to think of it, it was kinda warm. He usually had his hair pulled back with a headband, but due to the length it was as if he was wearing a coat meant only for his backside. The thickness gave him a little coverage on the arms. In the winter it was great but times like this... Why didn't he have something to put up his hair again?
"Maybe I'm a blessing, maybe I'm a curse. I guess you'll just have to find out for yourself." He turned his back to her as he went to place her clothing a few feet from the waterhole. Without much hesitation, he started to remove the bands on his arms and the sash around his waist. The male took his headband off only to reorient it to be used as a scrunchie to tie his hair back into an overgrown ponytail. Soon, each piece of clothing began to come off. First, the jacket-like sleeveless top he had that exposed his bare skin with his tattoos. Next were a couple of smaller garments that comprised of his upper attire, followed by his harem-like pants to reveal simple, plain black boxers. He left the clothing in a small pile next to hers before returning to the edge of the water.
"Mind if I join you?"
