Land of Carnal Pleasure
Luke carried Clarisse to a section of the room where a couch was perfectly nestled and hidden from plain view. Tall shrubs surrounded it, and a tiny man-made spring was gushing crystal clear water from a crack on a huge stone to a pool, creating calming ripples on the surface. Craning her neck, the crystal dome above was as clear as she first saw it as she came in minutes ago.
“Pretty stars…” she mumbled as Luke settled her down the couch.
Surprisingly, it was as big and wide as a queen-sized bed. The bed was soft to the touch, but firm enough not to sink in. When Luke climbed in after her, Clarisse belatedly realized what was about to happen.
“Oh,” she gasped, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
“I didn’t think you would be this shy after what happened yesterday,” Luke teased. “Weren’t we in this same position too?”