♫ It's the moooost wonderful tiiiime of the yeeeeear ♫ [Private, English, Kakashi's apartment Warning for supreme awkwardness and possible chocolate milk.]

She shook her head. "Nope. Perfect," she repeated, in a purr.

He muttered something unintelligible.

"Hmm? What'd you say, 'Nato?" head tilted slightly to the side.

"D'ya.. want me to.. like... strip... for you?"

"... That'd be nice." she admitted, though blushing like crazy.

"How do I... you gotta tell me what to do, okay?" That could be sexy in itself. Plus, he didn't think he had the mental capacity to come up with any sexy moves.

"I'd think it's pretty obvious." she stretched her leg out in the tub, just above the water surface, figuring he'd approve the visual of the bubbles and water running off of her skin.

"I can't just take my clothes off.." sure enough, his eyes were glued to her shapely leg. "I gotta do it... all sexy like, don't I?"

"Mmhmm..." she smiled. "Slow is good." she commented, proving it with just perfect, slow motions of that one leg. "And flexing." another demonstration.

"Like this?" Feeling completely idiotic, he turned and fell into the horse stance, showing off his triceps , shoulders and back, all muscles tight.

"Mmm," she almost purred in delight, eyes trailing over every curve, every dip, every peak and valley of the muscles.

That was good. He felt slightly better when he couldn't see her face. He turned and began a kata which was completely messed up, martial arts-wise, but which he knew would show off his abs and shoulders.

Leaning against the edge now, watching him intently with hungry eyes.

Feeling bold, he pulled down his pants a little when his back was turned, so she could see the top of his ass as he fell into a low stance.

Another wolf-whistle, and she grinned. "For a first-timer, you're good, 'ttebane." she purred.

"...d'you mean you've had other guys do th- no, don't even answer that," he groaned. Not sexy to be jealous. Not sexy... determined to outperform every single one of the (hopefully only two) others, he turned and slipped his hand down the front of his pants, looking her straight in the eye while he licked his lips.

That was easier said than done - her gaze constantly flickered between his hand and his face, and the blush now rivalled the red of her hair.

..okay, maybe it _was_ better to be looking at her... mmm, he loved it when he got her all flustered just like he felt around her all the time. He hooked his thumb around the elastic of the gym pants, pulled it down just low enough that it was plain he wore no underwear and was getting hard.

She was... Itching to touch, now. Then again, that was the purpose, right? Either way, she couldn't help but lick her lips, raising herself a little bit to get into a more comfortable position - and now, her boobs were resting on the edge.

Ooh. Nice and soapy... he gave himself a good squeeze while he was down there, rapidly entering that same state of mind from yesterday where he didn't care what he did or if it was embarrassing. Then he snuck his hand back out of his pants, let it trail across his flat stomach to pinch his own nipple. That felt pretty gay, but hey... she seemed to like them.

Finally, her impatience caught up with her. "Get over here..." she was grinning, but still blushing like mad. "... And get your reward," she continued, again that purr in her voice.

"I can't," he told her, pretty smug and pleased with himself. "I haven't taken off my pants yet..."

"Well then.. Get on with it, will ya, 'ttebane?" leaning forwards now, squeezing her breasts together, while batting her eyelashes ever so 'innocently'.

He walked towards her, picking at the elastic, while wondering how you took off pants sexily. "..give me a hand?" he finally asked her, sitting down on the edge of the tub.

"Gladly..." she smiled reached out a hand, slowly pulling the pants down over slim hips. Her gaze wasn't fixated there, though, but at his face, his reactions.