Water droplets sprayed downwards, reflecting the reddish-brown bathroom light, like crystal-clear liquid amber, shattering upon touching Brittany's warm shoulders. Lübeck knew she had just exercised and was sweating, so he turned the water temperature up a bit to prevent the lower temperature from closing her pores… He had once possessed Ruth whole, and he had given her his whole heart, but when that heart shattered with her departure, it seemed this restarted life held no more clinging expectations, except for her from before.
Normally appearing straightforward and unassuming, Brittany was surprisingly perceptive at this moment. She sensed something, reached out her left hand and grasped Lübeck's right.
"My heart has belonged to you, from the moment I met you. Please don't mind my past, okay?" The shower water soaked her hair, streaming down her face and cheeks. Lübeck seemed to see her past, standing alone in the rain.
"In the past, I had no control over my own destiny, wandering aimlessly. Until now, this is the first time I can choose my own path in life. Please,"78Please respect copyright.PENANAgkHMYRUysm
Lübeck was suddenly jolted awake, as if Brittany's words had pulled him back from the time tunnel he had been watching.
"Oh, I don't mind," he said, putting his arm around her shoulder and back, giving her a hug.
“This is your home. Wherever you go, as long as I'm here, it's your home, okay?” Lübeck said, gently stroking Brittany's back to soothe her.
“Mmm,” Brittany responded, pressing her face against Lübeck's shoulder and neck, her arms wrapped around his waist.
The hot water from the shower continued to spray, the steam swirling and billowing in the warm orange light of the bathroom, its glow like the condensed memories of bygone years. The water flowed down her face, carrying away Brittany's tearful past; it flowed down her neck and chest, comforting McGowan's anxious and uncertain heart.
Gently pushing away Brittany's embrace, Lübeck looked at her lovingly, brushing the strands of hair from her forehead to prevent the water from clouding her eyes…
Lübeck gripped the handrail against the wall behind him, lest she fall over in her excitement, and watched with a smile as she let her imagination run wild. The dim, yellow light, filtered through the rising steam, seemed somewhat hypnotic, or perhaps it was the water droplets blurring his vision. Having finally cooperated with Brittany to complete her task, Lübeck felt tired and wanted to end this playful bath as soon as possible. He had only recently reversed his age and hadn't yet regained his muscle strength; his physical condition was far inferior to that of an average 25-year-old man living on Earth. Therefore, he excused himself and went back to bed to rest.
Brittany was meticulous, perhaps due to her profession, but also related to her personality or traits. She cleaned the bathroom before lying down with Lübeck.
When Brittany had taken care of Lübeck before, he hadn't decided to be with her, so he had mentally erected a barrier between them. Now, those barriers were completely gone.
"You're tired," Brittany said, placing her hand on Lübeck's chest and whispering in his ear.
"Yes, I need time to recover,"
"Don't rush, I'll help you recover,"
"Yes, you're a professional,"
"Of course," she said, resting her head on Lübeck's arm against his side.
As if with Lübeck's clear and unwavering love, Brittany seemed to become even more confident and charming.
"Erich, you don't want to tell me your..." "A story?" Lübeck wrapped his arms around Brittany, turning to look into her eyes, a smile on his face. A long-lost feeling of happiness washed over him; he didn't hide it, but opened his heart to her, saying directly,
"I feel happy." Hearing Lübeck say this, Brittany became even more certain of her choice, her heart ignited.
She rose and nestled against Lübeck's chest, stretching out her arms to press against his, kissing his neck as she softly whispered,
"Please let me give you happiness, let me give you happiness, let me offer myself to you."
Her tenderness, her breath, her unwavering devotion to love gradually infected Lübeck, who turned his head to find her soft, burning lips…
Lübeck was somewhat weary, lying on his back on the bed, letting this little sprite manipulate him according to her desires… connecting him to the depths of her soul.
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