[ He wets the cloth in the river, allowing the water to drip down her back in a manner that's far more focused on sensuality than any actual cleaning. In fact, this entire situation seems little more than a pretense for sultriness, as he 'scrubs' with slow, deliberate strokes that can't possibly be efficient for washing. He pays special attention to the exposed curve of her neck, his fingers ghosting over her pulse there. ]
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You have an enticing neck, darling.