Julian felt nervous when her soft skin touched his.
He looked at her eyes, almond-shaped looking stuff.
She touched his face, her hands tracing the scars, like she was trying to pluck them out of his face.
"Hurts much?" She asked.
Julian only nodded.
"Not so much. I mean it was earlier very bad but I guess I've healed quite a bit."
Rehul was still biting her lower lips and at this point, Julian was finding this awkward.
His scars weren't that much, but then, why did Rehul want to treat it?
"It's not so much," he finally said. "I don't think you should bother."
Rehul kissed him slowly on his lips, pulling out of it with one last elastic stretch.
Julian quickly sensed she wanted it right now and he was well, amused.
She wanted to have sex in a spaceship in the middle of a vast galaxy with stars.
Crazy stuff.
Julian responded with the same energy, cupping her large ass.
Rehul gave out a soft moan.
"Since you say you have no wounds, why not nurse mine."
Julian laughed.
