"Thank you." Quatre turned to let Maraich wash his back. He barely noticed that Maraich was naked. In fact he barely noticed that he himself was naked. If someone had told him several months ago that the idea of being naked would become common place for a very conservative young man, he wouldn't have believed it. But it was and he enjoyed the feeling of Maraich's hands on his back.

He made a faint sound, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the light back rub as Maraich washed his back. After a brief pause, he took the washcloth that he had picked up before and back to wash his front, eager to try out the hot tub. But still... "I can wash your back for you."