Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

Chapter Thirty One: Flash Photography

"And what would that be...?"

"Wait here." Spencer quickly commented, making his way to the bathroom, picking up a white robe on his way in.

Well trying to stay seated upwards, you felt yourself fall to the bed and onto your back once more. If you were being honest, that was one of the most exhausting seem to have probably ever done with him. Just with the multiple restraints and his weight on your body was kind of a lot. Do you want to do was take a nice warm bath and then drift into a deep sleep for the next 6 months.

Just as your eyes begin to slightly close, Spencer opened the bathroom door, the water now running.

"Oh you really must be tired Y/N. Here, I'll help you." He approached you body on the bed, still bare and exposed. His right hand trailed to your back, while his left arm scooped up your legs. He gradually picked you up off of the bed, holding you close in his chest.

Walking over to the bathroom once more, you turned you head to try and see what was going on. It was the bath, it was filled with the perfect amount of water, steam made apparent from the lights. Bubbles were in it as well, looking as fluffy as clouds.

Spencer turned his head to yours, looking at you.

"Are you allergic to anything Y/N?" He questioned.

Why would he ask about that?

"Umm, no? Why?" You asked, his slowly lowering you towards the bath.

" I brought along some bath salts with me, it will relax muscles and help with the redness around your wrists and ankles" He explained, your ass now touching the warm water.

It was soothing to your skin, considering how it was chilly outside. I'm mean, you were in Alaska after all.

"I've used salts before Spencer, its fine." You commented, water enveloping around your skin, the warm fuzzy feeling covered you.

The sleeves of Spencer's robe have been rolled up to his forearms, allowing him to fully let you down into the tub. It's not like the tub was overly large, but it was pretty big. It could at least fit two people in it.

Was Spencer going to... join you?

" I got the eucalyptus and lavender salts. I know that's your favorite scent." Spencer chuckled at himself, letting out a small smile. He was almost proud of himself for remembering that about you, it's not like anyone else did though.

Pouring the crystallized salt into the bath, he placed the bags back on the countertop, placing himself behind you.

He knelt down, now facing your back. A few seconds later, you felt his soft touch on your shoulders. He begin to massage them, his thumbs gently pushing on your upper back muscles.

Turning around to face him, his facial expression quickly changed, talking his hands off of you and moving back onto his feet.

"I'm sorry, I'll leave you." He whispered.

Did he really think you wanted to be alone right now?

"No, Spencer, will you stay with me?" You asked, turning around to look back at him once again.

"Umm sure. Is that what you really want?-"He questioned, you cutting him off.

"Just get in here with me Spence." You blatantly let out, a small smirk appearing on his face.

"Ok..." His voice trailed off as he walked towards the tub, untying his robe.