When he started to rise, her face moved with him. She wanted a kiss, she practically leaned into him far enough that she almost fell off the table. But instead of his lips meeting hers, he was dragging her over his shoulder. A soft squeak of a sound left her as he started to move towards her bed. And then a full on laugh came out as he swatted at her rear. "My Lord! How scandalous of you." She chuckled, bouncing lightly on her bed as he tossed her down.

She watched him for a moment, completely content with the fact that he had a drawer full of his things at her place. Just like she did at his. Sure, they should be living separately through their courting. But nothing had been normal for them thus far. Not any part of their relationship really, so why start now? She wouldn't even dare breathe the words. She wanted Logan close and to remain that way. He was hers. Just as much as she was his.

Once she took her moment to let her eyes run over him, appreciating everything that he was, she slowly slipped off the bed. Grabbing a small bag from her closet and packing a change of clothes for herself. Underwear included. She did not forget such things. She'd turn to him and offer the bag, holding it open. "Come along now, we haven't got all day." Lies, they did. But she was still in the teasing mood. And she'd make sure he knew it.

Logan put his clothes into the bag as she held it open and then took the bag from her so she wouldn't have to carry it. He pulled a small velvet box from his pocket and placed it on the kitchen table where she had just been sitting. He said nothing about it, only looked at her with a smile. "Coming, dearest," he said with a teasing, lilting tone.

He would follow her out of the house and to the bathing place. He wasn't sure what it would look like inside as he had never actually had the opportunity to use one before. He'd never had a reason to. But he was most certainly looking forward to it.

Alys grinned before she closed up the bag with their things. She made sure that a few coin were in her bag as well. She had a plan, and even though they were openly courting, she wasn't sure she wanted everyone to be staring at him like she wanted to be. Like she most definitely would be. She let him take the bag from her and moved for the door. Pulling on her boots once more and looking up at him just in time to see his hand leaving a small box that was suddenly on her table. Her interest immediately peaked as she looked between it and then back to him.

"What is that?" She asked, pulling her jacket on but not leaving just yet. Not where there was something sitting on her table that wasn't there before.

Logan moved over to the door as well, pulling on his boots and grabbing his jacket. He grinned at her question and looked down at her. "What is what?" he asked cheekily. He glanced over to the table and then back at her. "Oh that?" He shrugged. "You'll just have to find out when we get back I guess."

He couldn't wipe the smile off his face, not completely anyway. He really was excited to show it to her but definitely didn't want it getting wet or ruined and didn't want to rush through giving it to her before they left. He moved over to the door and pulled it open for her. "Shall we?" he asked, trying to encourage her to let it go for now. He wasn't sure if he'd succeed or not.

She watched him with narrowed eyes, a small smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. Shaking her head lightly as he played dumb, and then finally giving her not an answer but something. "Oh, so we are just going to casually leave it on my table?" She asked, her eyes glancing back towards the table and lingering on that box. She wanted to push him on it. She wanted to go over and pick it up. She wanted to know what was inside of it. But when he opened the door, the cool air brought her attention back to him.

She crossed her arms over her chest for a moment, staring at him with narrowed eyes. Though she eventually moved through the door and would lock it the moment it was closed. She turned to look up at him and then set them towards the bath house. A small pep in her step as she got them there. Walking in the doors and quickly conversing with the woman at the front desk and pulling out the coin she'd need for it. Placing it down.

They'd be lead through a double set of doors to a large room that was filled with steamy water. But they were not stopping in the main room that already had several others bathing. No, they were going to move further into the building. Alys glancing over her shoulder at him with a small smile as the woman opened a door in the far back corner for them. Only lingering long enough till both of them were inside of it. Alys would wait until the door shut before she'd turn to Logan with a smile. The room was lit with candles and the pool itself with a spell that was making the water glow a bright blue. "Towels are over there," She pointed to a small stack of them in the corner. "Oils of your choice there," She pointed to another spot by a small table with three chairs around it.

She'd make her way over to it and start taking her clothing off. Preparing for their bath.

Logan smirked at her question. "Well we can't very well take it with us," was all the answer he gave to her. He followed her to the bathhouse, smiling subtly to himself just watching her as she moved through the streets, an eagerness in her steps. He really wasn't entirely sure what to expect and when she spoke with the woman as they entered he stayed silent and allowed her to take control. Though he momentarily pursed his lips as she paid the woman, too quick for him to object. He hated when she spent money when they were together. He had far more to spare and more than once he had slipped coins into her purse to replace those she had spent while they were together.

He followed the two woman and his steps slowed as the entered the main bath house. The steam coming off the water made it look very inviting in the chilly winter air, though Logan wasn't sure how he felt about all the lack of normal clothing and quickly averted his gaze as he followed them. As they stepped into the smaller room he could literally feel his shoulders relax when he realized they would get to be there alone without a bunch of people around them. She had thought of everything apparently.

He nodded and thanked the woman just before she stepped out of the room and an easy smile settled on his face as he looked around. "This place is...really great, I love it already." He noted the towels and oils as she pointed them out and set down their bag on one of the chairs. He slowly wandered around the room for a moment before he turned back in her direction only to find her started to undress. His easy smile shifted to something more heated and he swallowed. It didn't matter how many times he'd now seen her without clothing, it still insisted something deep and primal within himself each and every time.

After a beat he began to follow suit, pulling off his shirt as he moved towards the oils and picked them up one by one to read the labels, trying to distract himself from her lack of clothing. "What sort of scents do you like best?" he asked.

Oh she was itching to know what exactly was in that box. She wasn't going to ruin their little outing by rushing but it was oh so tempting. Almost as tempting as he was. She dealt with the woman at the counter, and could practically feel him prickle behind her when she paid. She knew that he would be replacing the coin. She had noticed every time. Commoners had to keep track of such things, so when she had mentally subtracted a few coins only to count them later and find more? She knew exactly what he was doing.

The first time she found it, she got angry and embarrassed all at once. Angry because she never asked for him to do such a thing. This wasn't about title or money or anything when it came to him. He could have very well been a commoner just like her and she would have treated him just the same. And then embarrassment sank in, her mind telling her that he felt the need to do it because she was just a commoner. But eventually she talked herself through it, knowing he was doing it because he loved her and wanted her taken care of. Which meant, the coin she had just spent, in her mind, was probably already coin that he had given her 'secretly'.

Alys smiled over at him when they were finally locked in the room together, glad that he was already enjoying himself. Especially without the pressure of having to be around others. She was busy with undressing herself that she didn't realize he had turned to her and watched her for a moment. Her hands making quick work before she padded over to the towels and found one big enough to wrap around her. Proper bath etiquette when sharing a bath of course. Twisting the top of it and anchoring it to her before she turned and got an eyeful of his wide shoulders and back. She only looked away long enough to snag a towel for him and then she walked towards him.

"Surprise me. Just remember, you will smell like it to." She teased as she tossed the towel towards him, hoping to land it on his shoulder. And then she moved towards the water, slipping into the warmth of it and turning to look over her shoulder at him. The water was simply perfect. Warm, inviting. Her hands moved gently over the top of the water before she got to the far end of the bath where there was a small sitting area and she sank into the seat. The water rising to the tips of her shoulders .

Logan wasn't familiar enough with the scents to have been able to name them just by their smells. They were labeled but Logan didn't bother to read them. He caught the towel as it landed on his shoulder and turned his attention back to Alys as she moved into the water. She looked like some heavenly goddess with the way the glowing light shined around her. He finished undressing and wrapped the towel around his waist.

He chose one of the oils, it wasn't a sweet floral scent, it was more grassy and earthy without being too...manly. He had no idea how to describe it. He put the oil on the edge of the bath next to Alys, as he had no idea what he was actually supposed to do with it, and then walked around to enter the water where she had. As the water level reached his hips Logan sighed, his eyes closing for a second, as he enjoyed the warmth of the water. He then smiled down at Alys as he sat beside her, the water only reaching his chest.

"How often do you come here?" he asked her curiously.

Once she was settled into her seat, her eyes never left him. Watching him undress, watching the way his body curled and the muscles moved as he wrapped the towel around him. She let her head rest against the edge of the pool as he slipped into the water. Watching the water be absorbed by the towel before he sank deeper into the warmth. Her curls brushing the water as she smiled up to him.

He sat beside her, and she shifted until her arm pressed against his, her hand drifting to play with the material that cover his thighs, lingering just above his knee. "Not very often." she told him lightly. Turning her head to look up at him from his side. "Normally just stick to baths at home," which was true. She kept her own stock of oils at her house. Citrus was her favorite scents, clean and crisp.

She reached behind her to snag the oil that he selected and looked at the label. "Good choice," She said with a light smile before she got to her knees beside him and nudged him to move forward in the bath. "Let's go big man, scoot forward." She commanded with a tease. If he listened, she'd slip behind him and pour a bit of the oil in her hands and massage his shoulders.

There was still a little insecurity he felt about being a new place like this, but knowing they were alone made a big difference for him. He honestly hated the idea of her coming here alone or ever using the large, public bath. He couldn't stand the thought of other man watching her, lusting after her. He had to change his train of thought before he allowed it to derail him.

Luckily, at that moment she grabbed the oil and nudged him forward. He did as she asked, looking confused for a second until she moved behind him and was then massaging the oil into his shoulders. He immediately softened at her touch and a quiet groan escaped his lips. "This is officially already the best bath I've ever had," he said with a quirk of a smile.

Alys had yet to see this jealousy in him. And perhaps if she had paid attention to his questions, she’d have heard the twinge in his voice or see the tightness of his jaw when she spoke about other men. In all truth, Alys had not entertained anyone since her return from Cambria in the summer. Yes, her and the king might have been a thing before she left, but that’s where it rested. It had even landed her back in the average troops of the military. But had she known, she might have been asking a lot more questions on what made him feel that way.

She ran her thumbs over the muscles on his upper back, between his shoulder blades and chuckled as he groaned. Yes, this was the reaction she wanted from him. Placing a kiss on the back of his neck as she continued working on his back and shoulders. “Ah, then I am glad to claim the best ever for you.” She teased against his skin.

“Do I get a hint of what was in that box?” She asked him, because clearly she wanted to know. Even if she was enjoying their bath.

Logan hummed as she kissed his neck, feeling an instant stir deep in his belly and he smirked at her comment. "Well that is indisputable," he replied. The best ever in every way possible. His love for her stirred in his chest just as his passion for her stirred in his loins. He suddenly felt a deep seated need for her. He had to have her closer. It felt like a desperate need, like if he didn't find relief to it then he wouldn't survive it. It was intense and overwhelming.

He turned his torso and reached behind him, scooping her up in his large arms and pulled her onto his lap, hugging her close to his wet body and nuzzling into the crook of her neck, his lips brushing across her skin. "It's a gift," he replied with a hum against her.

She chuckled as he took her back into his arms, wrapping himself around her as she was dragged into his lap. The water gave little resistance to his desire to have her there. Her knees resting on either side of his hips as she wrapped her arms over his shoulders. Allowing him to bury his face against her neck. Her fingers on one hand sank into the hair at the base of his head, tugging lightly and massaging afterwards. “A gift,” She repeated.

Her hands slipped back to his shoulders, massaging there once more as she pressed on. “You know, you are awfully nice to a simple commoner woman,” She teased lightly. Still massaging him, her lips brushing the top of his head when she turned her face towards him. “How am I ever to repay you when you keep placing me in debt to you?”