Kuro can not hold back the disappointed sigh as the angel announces he's finished. [i]'Ah well, fun while it lasted'[/i] Sinking down in the water he turns to watch Aoba lather himself up. He feels no shame or embarrassment as the sight arouses him even more than having those smooth hands running across his back, slicked with soap. [I]' do not suppose he has any idea how alluring such actions are. I suppose it may not be alluring at all to angels. I really have no idea of mating practices or bonding rituals are performed up there. I know he gets a little, interested when he looks at me, but other than that, I haven't seen much sign that anything short of molesting him is going to get a 'rise'. This could be a challenge'[/i] 

Never one to shy from a challenge Kuro simply continues watching Aoba. Fating making sure all the soap is off his body he sits back up, shifting against the edge of the tub so he can rest his arms along the sides. When Aoba starts in on his wings the demon has to forcibly hold back a groan, his mind immediately jumping to Aoba touching [b]his[/b] wings that way. He is once more quite aroused, however when the angel turns his attention on to Kuro once more, he shows no sign of his arousal on his face. [i]'Come on, I know what you want. Just ask, and Kurotama will deliver. . . .'[/i] He knows his thoughts have a naughty slant to them, but c'mon. He's naked with the sexy beast he finds more attractive than he's ever found anywhere else in the three dimensions.

When at last the request comes, sounding very much like the small, mouse like character Kuro sees him as, the demon smirks kindly and murmurs, “Of course. . .” He can not hide all the lust from his voice, however he gives the angel a reassuring smile before moving around behind him with the soap. [i]'Keep it together. No mounting him on the spot, got it?'[/i] He berates himself firmly, making sure his subconscious understands the plan before laying a hand on the soft innocent flesh before him. As a little preparation he begins with the wings. Because if the sensitivity of his own wings Kuro starts off very gently, only getting a little firmer when he realizes how many layers of feather he has to scrub through. It takes a good ten minutes to get through the vast majority of both wings, all the road dust and farm soil, along with a few bits of grass from his relaxing earlier has Kuro cleaning quite meticulously. [i]'No need for these to be darker than they need to be. I know they will be black eventually, but. . . .'[/i]

Shaking his head he finishes with the large parts of the wings before moving in to clean the bases. He knows they are sensitive and does his best not to tease the boy too much. However when he moves from feather to flesh his fingers spread wide and touch as much as he can get away with and still be considered washing and not molesting. He does a good job as far as he's concerned and when he pulls back with a smile he gives a satisfied nod before announcing he's finished. As Aoba rinses off Kuro summons some shampoo and conditioner, swiftly cleaning his hair as he feels Dani fitting in the front yard. Having nothing to listen to but lapping water for several minutes has the small demon in quite a state. He is not use to having nothing to do. Handing Aoba the shampoo and conditioner bottles he explains them quickly if necessary then climbs out. “Sorry, I have to deal with Dani before he explodes.” Once out of the tub he bursts into flame for an instant, the black flame drying him completely, before pulling on his suddenly clean clothes and heading for the font of the house.