Brianna
"Of course I'm peaceful," she said with a teasing tone to her voice, leaning into the man as he used his hands to pull her closer. "Do you know how long it's been since I've had a proper hot bath? Years!" Brianna exclaimed, throwing her hands up in frustration. "As good as taking cold baths in a river is for my skin, sometimes a girl just wants to be pampered in a nice hot soak." She reached up to run her fingers through his hair, her own smile brightening at his own. "But you did keep your promise. Thank you," she purred, "for treating me to a nice bath."
The way he was looking at her made the woman blush, her eyes darting to anywhere but his own. Which given Zaeren's physique, wasn't all too bad of a view. This only made her blush more, but at least she could play that off as the steam, and his gentle affections left her head swimming. She hadn't been treated this way in, well, ever, and she'd be lying if the heat of the room and the heat of his gaze wasn't filling her head with all manner of thoughts.
Letting her hands wander up his chest to his shoulders, she began to massage him gently. "Seems like I'm not the only one who needs to relax," Brianna quipped, her eyes glittering mischievously. "We can fix that." Her lips brushes against his collarbone. "I can fix that." She let her hands work at the knots in his muscles, gently but firm. "It's the least I can do, but..." she trailed off, grinning wickedly as she deemed it was time to turn the tables on Zaeren, who seemed to enjoy making her think of nothing but him.
She let her body slide over his chest, pulling much of her curves out of the water to press against him so she could purr into his ear, "I'm certainly not complaining."
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