Having started to drift off, Giselle was a bit startled but when she heard Safire's response, she couldn't immediately find her voice as her cheeks turned rosy.  Thank the gods for the wine that the demoness had brought with her as well as the soaps and shampoos, or Giselle wasn't sure how she would have relaxed as her soft hands ran there course over her scarred body.  The wine was good and it did its job well, as did Safire's attention to detail as the warrior simply enjoyed the sensations that followed as the sponge went over every inch, earning soft moans here and there, especially when the demoness went over certain parts of her body.  The dragon claw marks across her shoulder blades were surprisingly one of them.  A small gasp escaped her lips when Safire went between her legs and over her butt, but Giselle didn't protest once as she slowly opened her deep brown eyes when it was over.  "I could get used to this."