Rub a dub dub, there's a demon in the tub. :P

You let out a sigh. "Do as you wish. It's not like you've ever done otherwise."

"You wound me Ms. Casey Doe!" Creating some obvious melodrama, Kris brings his hands up to his chest and actually staggers back as if in pain. "Do you honestly think that I'm that selfish and conceited."

"Yes, in fact, I do."

"Well, you'd be right." Laughing, he approaches you again and grabs your dress by the collar... Before proceeding to rip the fabric apart with his bare hands.

You gasp, "What are you doing?! Stop that!"

"One should strip down before taking a bath after all."

"NOT LITERALLY!!!"

"You won't miss it. It's stained with century-old dirt and horsey-boy semen." Ignoring both your verbal and physical protests as you start to knock your fists against the top of his head, Kris continues to rip your dress apart as easily as parchment until it's reduced to a pile of not-even-recognizable strips of cloth on the floor. "Now in we go."

Carrying you a second time, he slowly eases both of you into the water. And while the tub is of impressive size by a commoner's standards, it was never made to be used by more than one person and it's impossible to avoid making contact with the demon's... Clothes?

"Wait, are you not going to take off your clothes?" You ask, staring back at him with surprise. Though, at this point it's pretty much too late since he's already in the water with you.

He raises a brow at you and you instantly regret your question as you watch his mouth twist into another mischievous smirk. "Finally being honest I see. Well, who am I to refuse if my 'Master' wishes to see me in the nude?"