Chapter 46 Scented Oils And Silent Screams: A Romance In Progress

• Mixarnt placed a small towel carefully over Aelries's lower back, his hands trembling just a little. He was only wearing his favorite white shirt and a pair of loose shorts, trying not to think too hard about how absurdly vulnerable this situation was for both of them.
• He poured a bit of the scented oil into his palms and took a deep breath, letting the calming aroma fill his lungs. Okay… you can do this. Focus. No accidents. No touching anything illegal.
• He cleared his throat and tried to mask his nerves with a grin. “Alright, I’ll start now, princess~” he said, voice light, teasing—his usual self creeping back in like a comforting mask.