Courage is not simply one of the virtues,
Some part of him knew what he was asking went beyond physical touch or casual intimacy. His unaffected brain would combust at having asked such a thing, but it seemed so natural to him right now. There was nothing wrong with wanting to care for her like that, especially after eliciting such taxing reactions in her body. He'd felt the way her legs had given out, the exertion and tightening of every muscle beneath his ministrations. The least he could do was help her wash.
He laughed lightly at her counter, shrugging his shoulders as he said, "If that's what you want." After all, he hadn't asked expecting reciprocation. But he was content to let her if that was something she felt compelled to do.
Squeezing some soap into his hands, Zavien didn't delay, rubbing the suds gently onto her back and over her shoulders. The touch was tender and careful, not to insight heat, but to draw out relaxation as he worked the soap into her skin.
He laughed lightly at her counter, shrugging his shoulders as he said, "If that's what you want." After all, he hadn't asked expecting reciprocation. But he was content to let her if that was something she felt compelled to do.
Squeezing some soap into his hands, Zavien didn't delay, rubbing the suds gently onto her back and over her shoulders. The touch was tender and careful, not to insight heat, but to draw out relaxation as he worked the soap into her skin.
Zavien
but the form of every virtue at the testing point.
