She trembled involuntarily at his touch, but this time it was a good tremble. The kind of tremble that she liked, and wondered that if he felt it, he liked it too. She looked at him with her alluring two toned eyes and smiled lightly, her cheeks turning a little redder. She took a deep breath when his fingers grazed her collar bone and again, she trembled in delight.<br/><br/>She didn't stop him, nor try to get away, but she felt herself being pushed back into the water and though her heart pounded, she allowed herself to be dunked. The water stung her wounds but soon the pain went away as if there were nothing there to begin with. she reached up and touched her face where the skin was slightly scraped and there was nothing there, not even a sting from her touch. She was relaxed, and quite innocently never thought about her breasts being exposed while the water healed her surface wounds.<br/><br/>His hand against her chest, her head beneath the water and his arm around her waist, her mind began to race with all sorts of images and scenarios. Ones in great detail, and she silently chastised herself for thinking such things about a man she just met. But she couldn't help it, he was so handsome, and he had saved her life, and at that given moment, she was felling more than willing, if he so chose to make any kind of move on her, though she'd probably punish herself later for it. Her pert nipples pert from the cooler air from outside the water brushed against her skin and it reacted in kind, as did the rest of her body to his touch... She finally reached up and pulled on his arm to sit up, needing to breathe again, not fighting him but giving him a gentle indication she needed air.<br/><br/>As he let her up, her silver, dirty hair seemed to just fall back perfectly and lay behind her small pointed ears. She blinked yer eyes a couple of times and looked over at him and smiled gently; droplets of water falling down her soft, supple skin, barely glistening in the dim light of the room. Her once dirty and scratched face was now back to being soft, and beautiful, and her hair shimmered as if made from moonlight itself. A soft and gentle giggle escaped her smiling lips, and it echoed, like if snow had a voice, it would sound like her. "<span style="color: #BF00BF">I feel so much better now...</span>" she said so softly. For the first time in her life, she wanted a man's touch...not any man's,...his touch...she didn't know why, but she didn't question it either. All she knew was, she didn't want it to stop...she wanted...more...