Drip…
Water softly dripped from Thalia's wet crimson hair, each droplet tracing a shimmering path down her bare shoulder before falling into the steaming hot spring.
Ripples broke the surface, dancing around her soft curves, mingling with others as the heat clung to her pale skin. She leaned against the cold stone at the edge, a delicious contrast of sensation, her nipples tingling from the chill behind her while her thighs burned from the water.
Thalia's crimson gaze lingered on Aether, who sat submerged only a few feet away. Mist curled around him, hiding and then revealing the hard lines of his body. His chest rose and fell, droplets trickling over his collarbone, the silver of his hair half-melted against flushed skin.
He looked like a creature made for temptation... powerful, almost dangerous!
Aether's white, wet hair plastered against his cheeks, his jaw shadowed by steam.
"Hmm…"
