Xia Minh inhales as the hands wander over her back, tracing over the nodules of her spine and then downward, the scrubbing making her shiver at the faint delicate, ever so teasing contact. She glances over her shoulder, her face a little flushed as she regards him with interest. She licks her lips slightly as she continues to wash herself, the sponge coming up and tracing over her skin, this time moving more slowly, tracing the patterns of water deliberately over her arms and then across to her breasts, the woman feeling his hands wandering lower, down her spine towards the small of her back, where he... doesn't stop. That's new and somewhat unexpected, but not entirely so, and certainly not unwelcome as he starts to scrub her backside, the sponge tracing the contours of her muscular flesh.<br/><br/>"Hmmh, that's nice." She murmurs softly, crossing her legs slightly as she feels warmth building in her belly, sparks crackling gently through her hair as she enjoys the intimate contact. "What's your name by the way, I like to know who is working on me." She murmurs, the mannerisms and airs of a noblewoman fading with each gentle stroke of her skin. She slowly reaches backward with one hand and lets it rest gently on his thigh, an indication that she's happy with what he's doing and she wants him to continue... if that wasn't apparent by the pricked up skin of her nipples, the little nubs of flesh raised against the atmosphere, the scents filling the air, scents of bathwater and soap, and beneath them, barely detectable, the scent of female desire.