Dameon strokes my arm absent mindedly as we relaxed in the warm water of the bath. Aside from the slight tingling sensation on my rear, his tub was much wider than my own that it was most likely intentional that he had me propped between his legs like we normally did.
My tense body felt more relax as I found myself leaning against his chest while his other hand tucks a lock of my wet hair behind my ear. We locked eyes momentarily as he kisses the top of my head and tells me to relax a little longer.
Since I had already felt pretty warm from our heavy exercise earlier, I pried his arms off my waist in an attempt to exit the tub. However, my hips gave out as I scrambled for the side of the tub when Dameon catches me.
He sighs, brushing through his wet mane with his thick fingers while coiling my waist in his other arm before pinning me against his body. He seats me on the edge of the bathtub, pulling the drain plug as he climbed out of the tub and wraps me up in a bathrobe.
