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A/N: This was written for The Drabble Game at The Delphic Expanse fan community (www dot thedelphicexpanse dot com). The Prompt was: Bubble. Come and play!
The perfumed water was warm against T'Pol's skin. Still, she shifted uncomfortably, intently examining the fluff of bubbles in her hand.
She heard a sharp pop behind her. Jonathan had opened a bottle.
"Relax." He pushed a flute of golden bubbles into her sudsy fingers. "Every woman deserves champagne in a bath once in a while."
"Bathing for pleasure is not a common recreational pursuit on Vulcan," she reminded him, taking a sip.
"Neither is mating," he said, water and suds cascading over the side as he crawled in. "But you've gotten used to that."