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01 Feb 2020
Seteth cannot believe his wife convinced him to do this.
Here they were, out with only moonlight to guide them towards the river with a basket of goddess knows what on Byleth's arm. She still had yet to tell him what they were doing out here in the first place. Considering the normal tricks up her sleeve, tonight was going to be either be the best night of his life or a disaster waiting to happen.
He prayed for the former, but it soon became obvious tonight was an odd mix of both.
(Setleth bath fic, bathing in a river late at night away from the camp.)
- Part 2 of Requests/Kink Meme