1 Work in Star Crossed (Roleplaying Game)
Jor nodded but didn’t trust his voice to answer. He shifted slightly, watching Magnus settle himself out of the corner of his eye. The other hissed lightly through his teeth as the hot water touched his wounds, but he settled against the wall of the pool, an arm behind his head and his eye closed. Jor’s breath hitched slightly. His stomach tightened. They were alone and likely wouldn’t be disturbed for some time. No one knew that they were together, except the spa staff and perhaps their captains. Jor bit his lip, trying not to get carried away. Was it the heat of the bath making him feel faint or was it his dizzying imaginings of what it might be like to be held in those muscled arms?
Rival generals relax in some luxury baths.