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It was strange, sitting here bare nude and rubbing the king's shoulders.

I was still fascinated, looking at this beautiful scar that has continued to tempt me to touch it.

"I saw you. In the courtyard this morning."I say softly, causing him to slightly look over at me.

His muscular body tenses as he does.

"Pay no attention to that."he says.

I notice now that his shoulders were growing in temperature.

"It was very powerful. And interesting."I say softly.

His shoulders lose their stiffness.

"How did you learn those powers?"I ask.

He scoffs.

"I didn't learn. I was born with it."he says.

I look down at the mesmerizing scar as he speaks.

"I recently learned my mother was kidnapped by my father. From the Kabi tribes, 20 years ago. He wanted magical children. So he stole their queen. And thus, a war began."

His voice was emotionless and deep.

"That's why you want to stop the war?"I ask quietly.

He only nods.

I move my thumb over one of the many soft scars, and immediately he tenses, sitting up and turning to look at me.

"I-i'm sorry, I-i didn't mean to-"

He cuts me off by gripping my wrist.

"Why are you so fascinated with these scars?"he says, looking into my eyes.

I instantly feel my face flush and he pulls me more towards him.

"I've seen you gawking at them. Do they revolt you?"he asks, his eyes angry.

"N-no I-i ju-"

"Then what?"he asks, his eyes dark as I feel his hand burning around my wrist.

I whimper, frightened at the dark look in his eye.

"Th-they're beautiful.."I whimper.

Instantly I watch his hardened features soften, and he releases my wrist.

I whimper, falling back a bit and looking at the small burns on my wrist.

He sinks both his hands into the water and I hear them sizzle.

"....Tatiana I...I'm sorry, let me see."he says as I softly wipe my tears.

I sit up, giving him my shaking hand and for him to examine.

He takes my hand he sees the small swelling burn and turns it to the side.

He then blows on it, his breath was like steam. But I gasp as I feel the stinging of the burn to fade.

He releases my hand, and I see that the burn was somehow healed. I look up at him in awe, and I see shame in his eyes.

"I-i didn't mean to.."he says.

"It's okay."I say softly.

He turns away, his hand coming to the scars on his shoulder.

"They really are beautiful."I say softly.

I place my hands back on his shoulders, thumbing over the soft scars.

He releases a short breath, and suddenly I see the water in his tub begin to boil.

"What's wrong?"I ask, taking my hands away.

He shakes his head.

"...it feels good. When you touch them."

Instantly I feel my cheeks get hot.

"...d-do you want me to stop?"I ask.

The steam rising off the water as he moves makes me nervous.

But he shakes his head, no.

I softly brush my fingertips against the row of scars where Aha's teeth had been.

I follow the long scars from the lions claws up his neck, to the rigid scar on his forehead and scalp.

"You're so brave."I say softly as he leans back a bit.

"Bravery had nothing to do with it. Rage got me these scars. Pure, unrefined rage."he says, looking at his hands as I take my fingers through his damp, curly hair.

I snake my hand down his muscular chest, finding more long slash like scars there.

He lets out a soft groan and immediately sinks his hands into the water again.

I chuckle, watching the water begin to boil again.

"Doesn't that burn?"I ask, rubbing his chest up and down slowly.

He shakes his head.

"Nothing burns me."he says, looking up at me.

We lock eyes for a moment, and I feel the lust radiating from him.

He lifts up a bit, planting a hot kiss against my lips, causing me to gasp slightly.

But I yearned for more.

I lean down, pressing my lips against his. We begin a passionate, lustful kiss. Although he was already the first man I ever kissed, this could possibly be the best kiss I've ever had.

The kiss breaks and he huffs.

"The water. It's the only place I can't burn you."he says softly.

"You're not going to burn me."I say softly, caressing his cheek.

"I can't control it."he says before I kiss his lips once more.

"You can try."I smile.

I feel his face grow hot in my hands and he brings his hands out of the water.

"..get in."

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