With that, they cleared away the remaining dishes, the playful banter returning as they prepared the living room for their impromptu spa session. Rosy dimmed the lights, lit a few scented candles, and put on some calming music. Adonis, ever the gentleman, fetched some massage oil and a soft blanket.
As Rosy lay down on the makeshift massage table, a wave of nervousness washed over her. Being this close to Adonis, so vulnerable, sent a thrill coursing through her. He began by gently massaging her shoulders, his touch firm but gentle, working out the knots from their strenuous climb.
With each passing moment, Rosy felt the tension melt away, replaced by a deep sense of relaxation. She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his touch, the gentle pressure of his hands. The conversation flowed easily, filled with lighthearted jokes and shared stories.
