The moment Elara suggested the dual cultivation technique, Cruzer felt a surge of anticipation.
The swamp's oppressive atmosphere seemed to lift slightly, replaced by a simmering heat that had nothing to do with the environment.
He nodded slowly, his eyes locked onto hers, feeling the connection between them strengthen.
Elara's hands moved to the clasps of her armor, unfastening them with deliberate precision.
Each piece she removed revealed more of her white, jade like skin, catching the faint glow of the bioluminescent fungi.
Her movements were graceful, almost hypnotic, as she shed her armor and underclothes until she stood before him in all her naked glory.
Cruzer watched her, his breath hitching as he took in the sight of her. The cool night air made her nipples harden, drawing his gaze to them.
