She grabbed his cock in her hand, stroking it up and down to clean. New soul in Harry's body wasn't as aloof. He was affected by warmth of her hands.
His dick started growing in her hands surprising Lyria.
"Do you really feel nothing when you do this?" he leaned and whispered.
Her heart skipped. She had never thought of it until now. His eyes were fixed on her, hot and piercing. It made her pulse quicken.
"I… it's just care," she said softly, but the words felt weaker than usual.
Harry smirked faintly. "Not for me. Not anymore."
His hand slid up, brushing her cheek, his thumb tracing her skin. Her breath faltered, her eyes locked on his.
Her hands could feel the ever growing heat that she hadn't seen in long time.
For the first time, she felt his presence not as her master, not as the boy she had always served, but as a man.
She leaned closer unknowingly. Their faces were inches apart. The steam wrapped around them, the sound of water filling the silence.
Then Harry kissed her. hungry, yet tender.
Lyria froze, her eyes wide, her hand loosing the grip on thick shaft. Her heart pounded, her body trembled.
When his lips pressed harder, her resistance melted. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, she was shy initially but desperate later.
The bathwater rippled as he pulled her closer, his wet chest pressing against her. Warmth of her big soft breasts spreading across his body.
Harry's hand reached for her back taking her in embrace. Harry felt her lips biting his, her hands grabbing his head.
Feeling overwhelmed by the situation Harry traced his hand to her breast trying to feel warmth and softness of her tender fat.
As he fondled her breasts she parted her lips, gasping for breath, her face bright red. Then she ran out of the bathroom.
Harry also gasped for air.
"Lyria" Harry called out.
But seeing her run he put his hands on his head, dejected.
'Did i rush it, I should have waited'.
He cleaned himself coming out of bathroom wearing towel around his waist.
Lyria was nowhere in the room. It was very unsettling and he was eager to know what was going in her head.
He came out of his room and found her sitting on dining table her head buried in the table.
"I am sorry Lyria, I didn't mean..."
"It's okay, i just need some time" Lyria cut his words in between.
Harry went up to her sitting beside her, i grabbed her head raising to my eye level.
"Have i done something wrong" he asked looking in her eyes.
Lyria's lips trembled. Her eyes darted everywhere evading eye-contact. "I… I just don't understand what's happening."
Harry tilted her chin up with his finger. "It's simple. I finally opened my eyes. You've been by my side all along, and I was blind."
Her breath caught. The heat from his touch spread across her skin, and she pressed her palms together to stop them from shaking.
"You've changed," she whispered.
Harry smiled faintly. "Maybe. Or maybe I'm just finally being myself."
For a moment, silence hung between them. The only sound was the crackle of the small lamp fire in the corner. Lyria's cheeks glowed, her lips slightly parted as though she wanted to speak but couldn't.
Harry leaned closer, his voice low, almost a whisper. "Do you regret what happened just now?"
Her heart skipped. She remembered the kiss, the heat of his chest, the way her body melted against his. She shook her head quickly. "No…"
"Then don't run from me." His thumb brushed her cheek again, slower this time, tender.
She shivered, but didn't pull away.
Her hand moved on its own, resting lightly on his bare shoulder. His skin was still damp from the bath, warm under her fingers. She felt the solid strength hidden beneath, the man she hadn't seen before.
Her lips curved in a small smile she couldn't hide. "You're not the same Harry anymore."
"And you're not just my caretaker anymore," he said, his gaze locked on hers.
The words sank into her heart like a seed taking root. She couldn't deny them. She didn't want to.
Slowly, she leaned forward, pressing her forehead to his. Their breaths mingled, shaky and warm.
This time, Harry didn't push. He simply closed his eyes, savoring the closeness.
Her lips brushed his, soft and hesitant, too simple for a kiss. But it was her choice.
Harry's hand tightened gently around her waist, pulling her closer until she sat on his lap. The towel around his waist loosened slightly, but he didn't care. Her body was trembling against his, but she didn't move away.
The kiss deepened on its own, slow and tender, nothing like the hunger from the bath. It was warmer, softer, like a promise. Both of them sovouring the taste of each other, as if afraid to forget the taste.
Her eyes widened,When they parted, both of them being breathless.
Lyria hid her face against his chest, her voice muffled. "Please… don't let this change who you are to me."
"Knock...Knock"
A knock on the door interrupted their moment.
Lyria's face changed, rarely anyone comes to their house.
Lyria looked at Harry with questioning gaze, seeing his confused look she stood up and opened the door.
There stood a cultivator in purple robe, standing proudly.
He was about to say something when his eyes were caught by Lyria's body. His mouth left open in awe.
"Ohh...never seen you around?" The guy said looking her up and down.
Lyria's heart beat seeing a core deciple. "Senior, may I know the reason of your appearance".
"I am jack, nice to meet you" he extended his hands ignoring her question.
"Mr Jack, I am sure aren't here for introduction's. Speak your purpose" Harry interrupted pulling Lyria behind him. He had changed back to his robe in this time.
"Hahh...is it genius Harry" There was a mockery in his words.
Harry was calm still waiting for his answers, while Lyria stood behind him.
"Clan leader has asked for your appearance".
Harry raised his brows, it has been months since he last met clan leader because the clan leader had already given up on him.
There was no coming back from his injuries so he was better dead for him, but suddenly he was asked to appear before him.
"Then there's no reason to delay" Harry said stepping out of his one story house.
"Lyria wait for me here, I will be back in no time" Harry said closing the door behind.
"Isn't lady Lyria coming with us, the journey would have been more bearable" Jack grinned.