"I'm sure you would think so." Erik quirked an eyebrow, giving the other a bit of a smirk. He's not a fool--he can tell Charles is more than a bit distracted.

But now was not the time, now, was it.

Running this thumb along the other's cheek for a moment, he moved the chair back against the tub, pulling the shower head down, the water on. "Head back, please."

Erik smoothed back the other's hair, water splashing onto Charles's shirt.

"Sorry."