Hot bath

As I entered the bathroom, my cheeks were already aflame, but the sight that greeted me only intensified the heat. Zephara stood before me, her form outlined by the soft glow of the bathroom lights, her muscular frame a testament to years of training and battles fought. My gaze lingered on her, captivated by the strength and grace she exuded.

But it was the change in her demeanor that truly caught me off guard. Gone was the hesitation I had seen moments ago; in its place was a confidence that sent a thrill through me. Her eyes, once uncertain, now burned with desire, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in response.

"Get undressed, you're not going to take a bath with your clothes on," Zephara's voice broke through my reverie, accompanied by a smirk that made my cheeks burn even brighter. I nodded, my hands trembling slightly as I began to peel off my clothes under her watchful gaze.