When entering, Strax wasted no time and waited for Jason to get the keys to the room they would be staying in, a very well-appointed and luxurious suite that cost just over 10 gold coins, something they really had in abundance, as Strax theoretically was rich. But that wasn't something for him to worry about.
"That... was quite expensive," Samira commented upon entering the room and seeing the quality of the place, it was actually the first time she would sleep in something so expensive since her home, several years ago.
"Don't worry about it and enjoy," Strax said with a smile, without any ulterior motive, although his system was screaming with various very intuitive messages that clearly said "Take her for yourself!"
"Who's going to shower first?" Strax questioned, he was already starting to have mischievous ideas, but Samira didn't notice, in fact, she was much more focused on thoughts like "He's so... thoughtful."
In fact, a lot was going through her mind lately since she met this man. I don't need to say that Strax is a very different starting point in her life. She never had time for romance, but she decided at least not to just dismiss it and pretend like nothing happened. In fact, she couldn't even do something like that.
She felt extremely drawn to him, and with every passing moment with Strax, she wanted even more to go on with him because somehow, they understood each other.
Samira was rejected for being weak and trained all she could to rise through the ranks of cultivation, and even so, she is theoretically a failure, she just reached a point where cultivating didn't make sense anymore and the place she was in, she was the strongest. This was just a psychological victory, and she realized that when she met Strax.
Strax compared to her, he was amazing, and she realized this gradually. In fact, every second that passed she really wanted to understand him more, wanted to get to know him more, wanted to be more with him, so much so that she didn't even care about sharing the room with him. She would probably accept if he invited her to shower with him.
She wasn't even thinking rationally anymore; she just wanted to follow her instincts...
"Hey, I'm talking to you, my sunshine," Strax appeared in front of the woman, lost in thoughts that quickly resumed and she looked at him. "Sorry, I was distracted... I have some thoughts swirling around my head, what did you say?" She questioned, Strax looked at her suspiciously but just asked again about the shower, and she nodded.
"You can go first, you're paying for the accommodation anyway," she said, not even realizing that Strax called her "Sun."
As for Strax? Well... "She's very distracted..." He thought as he entered to prepare to take a shower. He didn't know much about Samira, but his thoughts about her were becoming more and more positive. Of course, the System was trying to bring them together, he already knew that, but he realized one thing over time...
"I'm not going to follow your rewards," he thought to the wind. His relationship with the system was something complicated, and he was starting to understand how it worked. "It's true that if I follow and join with anyone, you'll give me rewards, but I refuse that... I'll follow my heart, not a higher entity that offered me this. The System won't use me," he concluded.
He wanted to be the strongest, but at the same time, he wanted to have a family and never be like his paternal progenitor. He didn't know his mother very well, but he knew she was a kind woman, and he would try to protect what he inherited from her with those he cared about.
Finally, he got ready to enter the bathroom. Despite the room being luxurious, he didn't expect something really incredible, but he came across something that caught his attention a little.
The bathroom was simple but with a sophisticated touch, molded in very thin white tiles, a large mirror, bathtub, and shower in Japanese molds. Something that Strax looked at and was really enchanted. "I always wanted to take a bath in a bathtub!" It was the first thing he thought. After all, it was the first time he really saw a bathtub.
In his past life, he was almost starving, so having a bathtub was impossible.
"Damn! The water is warm!" He thought as he turned on the tap to fill the bathtub, while turning to the shower. Of course, he would clean his body before relaxing. He stood under the shower and turned on the water, feeling the hot water run down his black hair and cleanse his body completely.
"That feels so good, how long has it been since I had a bath like this? Even at Beatrice's place, I didn't feel this comfortable. Must be the quality of the shower? No, I must just be missing civilization after being stuck in that place..." As he thought, his face turned slightly red just from remembering that he spent an entire night with Samira just kissing, and that was...
"Damn, I wanted more..." He muttered as he stepped into the bathtub.
"I hope she doesn't hate me after making so many advances, that would be troublesome..." He thought. "We're quite similar, have similar desires, I have my goals and she has hers, she's talented but stuck... She's a good woman," Strax thought. At least his thoughts about Samira were extremely positive, and he didn't want to let her go, but so far, only he had really taken action.
He didn't feel like she wanted it, it seemed like she was just going along with it, but he wanted more, he wanted her to fully surrender.
"Damn... she's so hot..." He murmured, putting his face fully underwater. "I want her."
"What do I need to do? I've tried several things..."
As he thought, a noise came from the door... "Huh?" He questioned and turned around. "I-I'm coming in." Samira's voice was heard.
"?!?" Strax looked at the scene completely surprised to see the warrior wearing only a tightly wrapped white towel, which left her large breasts almost bursting.
"What's going on? Why... did she come in here? Wasn't she... kind of distant from me? Why is she here?" Well, let's say that part of this simple man's brain began to stop working when he saw such beauty in front of him.
"As you're paying, I decided to help you wash your body," Samira said. Strax felt the woman's face slightly reddening, but every word that came out of her mouth seemed like just one thing... "What a lame excuse," Strax thought.
"Hey, this is definitely weird, don't do something you don't want to just because I'm paying for the place..." Strax said, trying to get a confession out of her; "I said I'll do this, so just stay quiet!" She quickly responded.
"Sit here now and do as I say, or I'll turn you into soup! I'll cook you alive!" She said so seriously that Strax felt her hair slightly singeing and rising, as well as her eyes seeming to burn. "She's dead serious..." He thought.
"Thinking that such a sturdy warrior would be washing my body..." Strax thought as he felt Samira's hands move over his arms with a soapy sponge. "I'm definitely going crazy," his eyes fixed on the woman's breasts, not letting a second pass without staring at them. "Stay strong, young warrior, we need to control ourselves!" He thought.
"Damn, I can't take my eyes off this woman..." Strax said, feeling something hardening beneath the towel. "So beautiful..."
"Stop looking at me like that!" Samira thought, she couldn't believe what she was doing. She had just thought it would be a good thing... and followed her feelings. "This is so embarrassing!"
After completely washing his arms, she turned around and commented, "Now... I'll wash your back." She didn't receive a response, just a nod, as Strax had his eyes closed. Of course, he had already noticed that staring was making her uncomfortable, and he didn't want that. "Just hold on a little longer." Strax thought.
"Hey... I have something I want to ask." Samira commented, as she began to glide her hands over Strax's back, who quickly felt a gigantic shiver run through his body. "Yes?" He questioned. "Do you like my breasts? You haven't taken your eyes off them." She remarked.
Strax swallowed hard, but he wouldn't lie. He was trying to take control. "Yes, I love your big and delicious breasts." He commented, a bit descriptive and provocative. Of course, he couldn't see Samira's expression since his eyes were closed, but she saw herself in the reflection. Her face seemed as red as an apple, so she did something... that she never thought she would do.
Dropping her towel and fully exposing her breasts, she lathered them with soap and then... She hugged Strax from behind, making her large breasts press against his back like soft sponges. "But wha-" Strax opened his eyes and tried to look back, but "Don't move, or you die."
"If you move, you'll be barbecue." She threatened again, her whole body was hugging him, and every inch of him was felt by the skin contact. Strax entered paradise.