You Take Me So Well

[Warning: The following contains mature content.]

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Ophelia burned all the way to her chest. She couldn't even look at him. 

Embarrassment shrouded her, even when a knock came at the door. She glued her eyes to the floor in the hopes of hiding her reddened ears. He met Cora with a slight grin as multiple maids carried in a wooden bathtub and buckets of hot water into the room.

Ophelia could feel their curious glances, and she kept her head down, amidst Killorn's smooth chuckle. Music to her ears. Her stomach fluttered when the doors shut. She squeezed her eyes shut when Killorn's clothes hit the floor. 

"Don't make me come and undress you like a child, Ophelia."

Ophelia nervously approached the bathtub. Killorn had already sunk into the heated water. Flower petals floated to the surface, the image making her giggle. His brute body and powerful thighs folded were a sharp contrast to the white and red roses.