The prince concentrated on Varya's skin, drying off every inch of her with the soft towel. He slowly pulled away the larger towel she was wrapped in and worked his way down her body.
There was nothing suggestive about his actions, only the love that he had for her. He had missed seeing her in her most vulnerable state.
Without missing a beat, he reached for the lotion that was on her countertop and started rubbing it from her shoulders downward.
Varya leaned against him as he rubbed the lotion on her body which was still warm from the shower. His hands were much more calloused than the last time they were together and the roughness on her soft skin caused goosebumps to rise everywhere.
When he was finished with the lotion she wrapped her arms around him and felt that he had water droplets still all over him.
"Come here," she said.
