Ivan
Turning off the hot water, I let the herbs sit a little longer in the bottom of the enormous bathtub. The smell was mossy, like clovers, and hit your nose like a ton of bricks. I don't think this will work, but I'll try anything. My mind was on edge, and my body was itching with the desire to mate. I've never experienced anything this mind-altering, and I've been high enough to forget a whole week before. Without a doubt, this was a hundred times more intense.
Walking into my bedroom, I find Nefra sitting at the edge of the bed, her arms wrapped around her knees. I don't need to sense her thoughts to know what she's thinking about. This was a challenge for us and one we couldn't avoid. It would be easy to give in, but our insecurities wonder about the consequences. I worry she'd hate me, but what does hers say to her?
"It's ready." I declare. She looks up at me, and I feel the same nerves I see on her face. "Come on."
