Willow stepped into the bathroom, clad in only a short silk robe. She flipped the dimmer switch on at its lowest setting. She turned on the tub faucet, and let the water heat up while she gathered her bath salts and lit the candles around the tub.
She left the bathroom long enough to turn on the stereo letting the soft jazz float into the bathroom after her. She sat on the edge of the tub and tested the water. Satisfied that it was hot without being scalding, she placed the drain plug and let the large tub fill with water.
Once the tub was full enough, Willow stopped the faucet and dropped in some of the bath salts. She untied her robe and let it slip off. She placed it on the back of the door then stepped in and sat down in the water with a relieved sigh. Her body sent her a brief message of extreme heat which quickly faded as her body acclimated. She slid almost bonelessly into the water until she was completely submerged. She reemerged from the water pushing her hair back. She then rested her arms on the sides of the tub.
Her eyes slowly drifted closed and her mind wandered with the light jazz. Her only real thought was, "It's not fair that Xander has a tub like this, while I'm stuck with a stand up shower in the dorms."
"Gee, I'm sorry Wills." Willow didn't want to believe that she heard Xander. She cracked one eye and looked to the door. There was Xander leaning against the door, he gave her a little wave. She couldn't remember the last time Xander had had such an amused grin.
Willow then realized exactly how naked she actually was. That being completely naked. She gasped and covered herself. "XANDER!" She felt her skin flushing, but it had nothing to do with the heat of the water. "What are you doing here?"
Xander merely smirked and crossed the bathroom, "I could ask the same thing Willow."
Willow jumped straight to the big guns, her resolve face. "Xander..."
Xander's smirk only became larger, Willow caught his eyes, and the look within them, and it became very hard to maintain her resolve. Xander rolled up his shirt sleeve as he sat on the edge of the tub. Willow's eyes met with Xander's, she watched him look at the drain plug by her feet. Her face drained of its color as Xander casually reached into the tub. "I'm counting to three, and if you haven't explained why you're in my tub, well..."
Willow's jaw dropped, "I uh..."
"One..."
"I mean, I just..."
"Two..."
"Please..."
"Two and a half..."
"I just wanted to give your tub a s-spin! Okay?"
Xander smiled and unhooked his finger from the chain connecting the drain plug to the faucet. "Okay."
Willow breathed a sigh of relief, "Can I get some privacy now?" Xander's eyes twinkled mischievously, a wicked grin crossed his face. "Xander, I don't think... I mean it wouldn't be proper."
Xander smirked, "Oh come on Wills, it wouldn't be the first time."
Willow's head shook so stiffly, she thought it would fall off and roll around the bottom of the tub. "We were eight Xander, and we were both grounded for a month because of it."
Xander smirked, he began to unbutton his shirt. He then leaned forward, and breathed his next words in her ear, "Neither of us lives at home anymore Willow..." Willow felt a shock run up and down her spine at the feeling of his breath in her ear. Willow's eyes fell closed until she heard and felt the water become disturbed and heard Xander groan in pleasure. "That's the stuff..." Willow's eyes fluttered open, and she was graced the broad expanse of Xander's chest. Her breath caught in her chest. Xander looked around the tub, "This is a big tub. I mean I always thought it was you know... large, but we could invite Buffy and half your dorm over and have a kegger."
Willow laughed despite the mental meltdown she was suffering at the sight of Xander's chest and Xander's legs casually brushing up against hers. "I suppose it's pretty big, but let's just keep the tub to ourselves, its more romantic this way." Xander's eyebrow rose, and Willow suddenly realized what she said. She blushed and began to stammer "I-I mean..." She clenched her eyes shut.
Xander laughed lightly, "Relax Willow, its okay. It is pretty romantic. We're both single now, we have been for a while. It won't hurt anyone if we..." Willow's eyes snapped open when Xander's arms wrapped around her and pulled her between his legs. After the shock wore off, Willow's eyes fell closed again, at the feel of her back pressed firmly against his chest, and his arms wrapped around her stomach. "See? The world isn't crashing down. Your Mom isn't running in and chasing me around the bathroom with a copy of 'Modern Parenting.'" Willow giggled at the image. "You soaped up yet?"
Willow's heart stopped, "N-no?"
"Good." Willow watched Xander's hand reach out and grab the soap and wash cloth. She watched him work up a lather. "Lean forward." She had trouble breathing when she felt the washcloth begin to move firmly but gently over her back.
As Xander caressed her arms and backs, Willow's eyes fell on an old-fashioned razor. "Xander?"
"Hmm?"
"What's with the razor?"
Willow could hear Xander's smile as he said, "Giles gave it to me for my birthday, it's a surprisingly close shave. Wanna see?"
Willow turned back towards Xander, "Are you asking if you can shave my legs?" Xander nodded. After thinking it over, Willow finally nodded.
Xander pulled the plug on the drain and let some water drain, before stopping it again, he then added some more hot water. Xander then took his shaving gel, he pushed a generous amount into his hand. He rubbed his hands together. Willow moved across the tub until she was facing Xander again. She raised her foot and sat it on the edge, Xander reached out and spread the lather onto her calf and lower thigh. Willow's eyes fell closed and her head lolled back and a small moan of pleasure escaped her lip. She opened her eyes and watched Xander open the razor. He then lightly gripped her ankle with one hand and dragged the razor slowly over her calf.
Her skin tingled with a mixture of sensations as Xander slowly and carefully removed what little hair was on her leg. She didn't have the heart, or the desire to tell him that she had shaved her legs this morning in the shower.
Willow suddenly felt the romantic overtones of their activities. She sighed at the gentleness of Xander's touch. "This is nice..."
Xander smiled, "Thank you."
Willow blushed, "I mean that we're so comfortable with each other to do this Xander."
Xander pulled the razor away while he laughed, "Willow, many things would describe me right now, but comfortable isn't one of them."
Willow looked into his eyes, she saw something she hadn't seen since the night she told him she was going back to Oz. The look that said for certain that he saw her. He returned to task, finishing her right leg, then he cupped his hands in the water and let it fall over her leg. His hands lingered on her calf and Willow thought she'd melt in his hands. "Xander..."
Xander laughed, "Yes?"
Willow sighed, leave it to Xander to have her melting like butter and then just as quickly shatter the moment. Willow reclaimed her right leg, then lifted her left leg, she wiggled her toes and with a giggle said, "Come along slave. My leg won't shave itself."
Xander laughed and splashed her with water before lathering her other leg, and with the same slow and gentle care shaved her left leg. She felt her self drifting off to sleep...
"Wills?" Xander smiled and pushed a lock of damp hair off Willow's forehead before lifting her out of the tub. He had watched her fall asleep while he shaved her leg. He carried her to the bed and dried her off before putting her under the covers.
He returned to the bathroom and emptied the tub and blew out the candles. He returned to the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed, watching Willow sleep. Willow's lazy smile was enchanting.
He placed a kiss on Willow's forehead. "G'night Willow."
He walked out of the bedroom, shutting off the light as he did.
In her sleep, Willow sighed and she smiled, "Love you Xander..."