“You only said arse,” replies Crozier, moving slowly as he bends to wash his thighs.

It’s strategic as well - the less Rama sees the more fun the game is, of course. It has nothing to do with the heavy rush of blood between his legs, the red blush creeping from neck right down his stomach and rapidly swelling cock.

He never took himself as an exhibitionist, but when the voyeur is as striking as Rama…well.

He allows for the slightest of peeks as he twists to wash the back of his thighs and down to his calves.