After finishing a hundred laps run by himself, Luan decided to take a long shower before checking on Arianell. The cold water refreshed his mind and body, but the fire that started last night wouldn't easily go away.
He was under the water until a normal person would turn into an icicle, but when he stepped out without drying himself properly, he found her standing in the middle of the room. His eyes stopped on her uncovered nape and the thirst flared up again.
"Wait… It tickles…" Arianell protested but he was like a starving man who just found the food.
"You don't like it?" He pressed his lips onto her skin but still found enough sanity to ask for permission. Her warm body was like the elixir that he could not part away with.
"No, I do, but…" she tried to think of the reason, but nothing had come to mind.
She enjoyed the moment quite a bit, so why should she push him away?
