[ Lumine returns with the promised towels, soap, and an alchemized serum made of crushed electro crystal, crystal core, mist flower corolla, and slime concentrate. It was a much more complicated recipe than she'd ever crafted before. She shouldn't even know how to make it. But she didn't question it when she was making it, and she doesn't question it now that she's laying it aside with the rest of the items.
She rests her fists against her hips as she eyes him, trying not to look as blatantly hungry as she feels. He looks better than even her fantasies, and it takes an inordinate amount of self-control to not go and do something stupid. Lightly she says, ]
You look comfy.
[ She doesn't believe for half a second that he's asleep. He's too wary, the sort who could wake up to the sound of someone's footsteps outside his door and have his knife in hand before they opened it. But since he doesn't seem keen on getting a preview, she undresses without ceremony before slipping into the cloudy mineral water.
She inhales and then heaves a sigh that's half pleasured hum. Being shorter than him, he may find himself frustrated initially: that better look he was hoping for isn't happening yet, not with the sulfur-y waters topping out just underneath her clavicle. ]
Mm... that really is good.
[ She splashes water up over her upper arms and then her neck. As her muscles relax and her mind unwinds, she unknowingly is veering further and further from her true self, forgetting without knowing the events earlier that day and bits and pieces of her adventure. She doesn't have a need for those things, not with what it has in mind for her. And the more space that there is in there, the more it can fill her with its corrupting desires.]
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She rests her fists against her hips as she eyes him, trying not to look as blatantly hungry as she feels. He looks better than even her fantasies, and it takes an inordinate amount of self-control to not go and do something stupid. Lightly she says, ]
You look comfy.
[ She doesn't believe for half a second that he's asleep. He's too wary, the sort who could wake up to the sound of someone's footsteps outside his door and have his knife in hand before they opened it. But since he doesn't seem keen on getting a preview, she undresses without ceremony before slipping into the cloudy mineral water.
She inhales and then heaves a sigh that's half pleasured hum. Being shorter than him, he may find himself frustrated initially: that better look he was hoping for isn't happening yet, not with the sulfur-y waters topping out just underneath her clavicle. ]
Mm... that really is good.
[ She splashes water up over her upper arms and then her neck. As her muscles relax and her mind unwinds, she unknowingly is veering further and further from her true self, forgetting without knowing the events earlier that day and bits and pieces of her adventure. She doesn't have a need for those things, not with what it has in mind for her. And the more space that there is in there, the more it can fill her with its corrupting desires.]