"Why are you a little wet, Cassandra? I just simply touched you."
She looked at him as if she didn't understand his question, but then she noticed she was indeed dripping her love juices on the granite floor and felt so much embarrassed that she thought, which cause her to blush.
"I...It's your fault...when you're close to me, I am always like this."
Shennong felt flattered that he was having such an effect on Cassandra. Who wouldn't want to be sought by a beauty like you? Shennong muttered in his head as he got to work.
He continued to work on her shoulders for a minute more and then switched to her neck, using his thumbs to delicately massage it and slightly nimbling on it. She commented that it felt good too so he moved to her arms, which he had never tried before. This time she complained about him pushing too strongly on the muscles and he adjusted his strength realizing Cassandra wasn't like Yenissa.
