"Klaus, could someone else come in here?" Emily asked anxiously.
"This is my private bathroom. No one will come in besides me," Klaus reassured her, naked, his muscles taut from their workout, every line of his body perfectly sculpted.
"This is your private bathroom?" Emily asked, intrigued, as Klaus turned on the showerhead and warm water cascaded down the back of her neck.
"I trained here for a while," he explained, squeezing the shower gel into his palm, rubbing it into a lather, and gently applying it to Emily's body.
"Klaus, I'm not a child. I can bathe myself," Emily protested.
"Shh, let me help you," Klaus whispered, turning Emily's body so that her back was facing him. He applied the lather to her shoulders and then to her entire back, his movements gentle and soothing.
