Stella smiled and kissed his head gently as he leaned down, whispering, "Good. I was worried." in his ear. Blushing red as his lips brushed over her bare shoulder and scars, she let her head come to a rest on the back lip of the tub. Biting her lip, she let a shiver run down her spine as his tongue danced lightly over her old scars. Though it was somewhat difficult to tell if his tongue did dance over her scars, her skin being wet already she could hardly tell. But just his loving and sweet touch soothed the pain from her old injury. It warmed her to the very core and she ran her hand lightly down the back of his neck, playing with his hair lovingly.<br/><br/>Lacing their finger together, she smiled and nuzzled him gently. "Thank you Massa and Nancy. I think we're okay now," she said softly, smiling sweetly at the two of them. Not wanting to be pampered any longer, she just wanted to be with Claude.