He sat in the warm tub, the heat melting into his sore muscles as steam rose up around him. The water felt incredible after hours of intense physical activity, and he was trying to just relax and enjoy the moment without any interruptions or complications.
"Umm... Rexa."
He called out softly, not entirely sure how to approach what he wanted to say to her.
"Yes, young master? Is the temperature not suitable?"
She was already moving behind him in the tub wearing what looked like a string bikini made of lingerie that barely covered anything at all. Her body was completely on display.
"It's not that. I'm sure I'm able to take baths by myself, you know."
He tried to set some boundaries with her, hoping she would respect his wishes.
She closed in on him, her breasts touching his back as she whispered directly into his ear, her breath warm and soft against his skin.
"By yourself?"
Her voice was dripping with mock innocence, like she found his attempt at independence amusing.
