You frustate me R18

I followed him to the bathing pools. Once we arrived at the pool, he stripped down leaving only a towel that was wrapped around his waist.

"A mate should help their mate wash up, shouldn't they?" he said to me as he sat down on stool. As I looked at him holding the bucket of water and cloth to wash him, I hesitated.

I'd never touched Maxus before. Even when he touched me every night, I kept my hands at my sides.

"Get on with it," his deep voice ordered me.

"Yes," I responded, almost dropping the cloth in my hands in fear.

 I used the cloth to wipe his body. As I cleaned his large muscles, I felt intimidated, like he was going to crush or rip me apart at any moment. I also noticed his intense gaze on me, which added to my anxiety.