Flushed doesn't even come close to the depth of color now covering the beastman's cheeks. That deep voice, that intense gaze. . . Not to mention the words themselves. Looking meekly across the table at Aryx, Viltez feels the urge to vehemently deny that he is any such thing, but trapped under that gaze, Viltez can only swallow and smile back as his heart makes a valiant attempt to jump out of his chest. He sees a promise of desire behind those sharp eyes, and his tail tightens around his guest's arm as he feels his temperature rise. He doesn't know why just a few simple words and a look send him tumbling into a land of foolish fantasy, but as he tries to force his tail to relent he has to admit, he's become a bit lost in thought over what mister Aryx meant by calling him, 'extraordinary'.

The compliment to the food helps ground him a bit and he's able to pulls his tail back from trying to strangle Aryx's arm and give the man a calmer smile, rather than one there only to hide his erratic breathing. “Oh, thank you.” he says, smiling a little wider as his voice doesn't quite crack. “And yes! That would be great! I, um, wanted to take a bath after dinner, so, we could. . . I mean, if it's no trouble, and then we could both get ready for bed. . .” his face, still flushed, heats a bit once more, but he manages to not completely lose himself this time as he thinks of settling in for the night.

The meal comes to an end, and Viltez leaves Aryx with the dishes, showing him where the soap is, and how to get the water out, before apologizing that he probably already knew how to do that. Embarrassed with himself, Viltez hurries to the bath and begins heating the tub so he can bathe quickly. Once the water gets flowing, he disrobes and sets his clothes in the bin by the door. He is stopped from getting in right away by his tail, dragging at the edge of the door frame, and after a long moment looking at it twitching, he flushes yet again and quickly plunges into the water. [i]'Foolish tail! He already bathed, and we will see him soon! We'll get clean, get dry, go to the room, and. . . And. . .'[/i] Sinking beneath the surface, Viltez blows some bubbles as he finally lets his mind wander over what may happen when he's once more settled in bed with his guest.

[i]'He was. . . So different, when we were. . . Exploring. Well, not super different, but. . . He's so curious, inquisitive normally, but when we were. . . Like that, I. . . He seemed almost, hungry. Hungry, and possessive'[/i] He shudders at the thought, remembering the look of “mine!” the man had for several seconds during their encounter. [i]'And not just that, but it was strange. The way he talked, it was like he'd never even considered those things before. . . I mean, I never considered doing them with anyone, because I mean, how could I hide my tail in that situation, but I at least. . .I kinda understood the basics. . .'[/i] Letting out a long sigh, Viltez works on rubbing the sweat from his body, ignoring any cries for attention from below his navel, and willing himself to calm down before having to go in front of the man.

Eventually, he is finished and spending the time to drain the tub and sprucing up the room, he's able to calm down before slipping on some sleeping pants and heading to his room. Peeking inside to make sure he's not being a bother, he smiles at the sight of Aryx and slips in, closing the door behind him. “Feeling all refreshed now!” he says with a warm smile, walking carefully over to the bed and taking a seat on the edge to stretch a bit. His tail, much to his embarrassment, immediately seeks out Aryx and begins wigging over his shoulders and brushing against his cheek, clearly happy to see the man after the brief separation. “Sorry.” he calls over his shoulder. “It's still a bit wet. I try to dry it, but you know. . It's a little sensitive and doesn't like my rough towels.” he laughs softly, trying to appear as casual as possible and let Aryx make the first move, if there is a move to be made.