A Dip of Seduction

Sthena watched the sleeping Perdita in his arms. Her soft black hair sprawled over his hand and legs. He couldn't stop his fingers from weaving through the luscious strands, the sweet scent of oil wafting into his nostrils.

Perdita stirred in her sleep when her hair fell from Sthena's hand and tickled the side of her face. He allowed her to fall asleep again before gently removing the hair from her face, giving him a better view of her relaxed face that still looked flushed under the evening light.

He let her sleep on his lap without bothering to carry her to bed. She looked exhausted but then, he liked the feeling of having her in his arms. The feeling of her soft body pressed against him was still fresh in his memory. He had brought the wine to ease her stress and her sour mood, but then, who would have thought she would drink up to five glasses at a go while he was still in his first glass?