Val situated himself so that Vlad had more room. He smiled as the coon curled up around him, shivering in response to the kiss. Wrapping his arm around the other's back, an idea occurred to him. With his clawed hand, he picked up the soap. Then getting a good lather, he started to wash Vlad's back with the other hand. "If we did that, we'd shrivel up and float away," he murmured with a smile, not opposed to the idea in the slightest.