David Alleyne

Balthier crosses to set the tray across the bath, freeing his hands so he can properly wrap his arms around David and kiss him deeply. "Why hello," he teases. "I'm not ever going to get tired of wandering around the house and finding you there." Just as a fixture of life, not as a guest, not as carved out time, although he wants plenty of that too.

The only reason he steps away is to start stripping, as cuddling in the bath is endlessly more alluring than cuddling next to the bath.