The moment Asura cleaned Lucia's body, he snapped his fingers. This created a warm pool of water and then a swirl of wind to dry her and the sheets.
Then he felt a fabulous body hug him from behind.
"Xue'er?"
"You're tired, right, Asura?"
She gently massaged his back, her fingertips long and robust, able to caress his aching muscles with pinpoint accuracy. The pair had known each other for decades, and for the longest time, Mu Xue was the only woman he let down his guard for.
"I will make you feel better. You don't need to make me forget the dangers of this mission with sex, darling."
"Mu Xue... You know me too well..."
Asura's body slowly lay on the bed beside Lucia while Mu Xue gently climbed onto his back, sitting on his hips with her bare body.
'I can feel her cool fingertips dancing on my back... and the warmth from her bare crotch on my back.'
