"This is too perverted, shameless..." Azusa whispered, her hips shifting instinctively against my erection as water sloshed against the tub's edge. Her skin burned hotter than the bathwater by the second. My arms slid around her waist to anchor her trembling form.
"Well, if it's only this much, you can relax. I won't do anything that will make you uncomfortable. If it's only bath. Then bath it is. I'm tired anyway." I murmured against her damp hair, my hands resting lightly on her stomach. Her muscles tensed beneath my touch, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned back further into me, her head tilting against my shoulder.
After that, her arm looped to the back of my head and pulled me down into a kiss. It was short but enough to make her lips swell even more. Slowly but surely, she gradually relaxed, finding our current situation comfortable despite my cock sliding against her folds.
"... I never thought I'd be taking a bath with someone ," Azusa whispered after pulling away, her voice muffled against my neck.
"Mhm? If you didn't meet me. Were you certain that you'd never be in a relationship with someone else?"
Azusa stiffened against my chest, her fingers tightening over mine where they rested on her abdomen. Yet, her silence stretched, heavy with unspoken truth.
After all, she'd built walls too high for anyone but me to scale. She'd never been interested in anyone else.
"It's... different with you. Infuriatingly so."
"I'll take that as a compliment." This time, I sealed our lips together properly, prolonging it until I got her satisfied with the intimacy. And when she almost lost her breath, I let go and simply hugged her tightly, enjoying this peaceful moment.
After a while, the girl stood up and led me out of the tub, saying she wanted to take a shower. I naturally joined her and we got a little more intimate beneath the warm spray, washing each other's bodies slowly and eventually trying out something we had yet to do. There's no penetration yet but the girl had me press her against the wall as we rub against each other, teasing her with only the tip slipping inside her folds.
Was I tempted to go all the way? Absolutely. But Azusa was tightening up, literally and figuratively, each time the tip nudged the thin film protecting her virginity. It was the combination of pain and nervousness. And since I didn't want to rush this moment, I told her we could take it slowly for next time. One where I could get her to be in her most comfortable state.
Although she pouted as if she ruined it herself, I quickly comforted her by giving her the best shower she ever had. My fingers and lips trailed everywhere she felt insecure. Her sighs echoed against the tiles until she trembled against me. I kneeled before her, using my mouth and fingers until she came undone, legs shaking. Afterward, I washed her hair with meticulous care, massaging her scalp until she slumped drowsily against my shoulder.
She muttered insults even as her fingers traced my jawline appreciatively. And by the end of it, she reciprocated eagerly, sinking to her knees, taking me deeper than last time with clumsy determination until I groaned her name against the shower tiles. She swallowed it all and let the water wash away the evidence before we went back to the tub.
Later, wrapped in towels, Azusa leaned against me while I dried her hair. Her usual haughty demeanor had softened into drowsy contentment. She didn't protest when Hanabi peeked in timidly minutes later.
Azusa then left the bathroom with a contented sigh, leaving me behind in the tub as I waited for the goofball to gather her courage to join me inside.
It was two minutes later that Hanabi stepped in. Her cheeks were flushed crimson as she clutched a towel tightly around herself.
Yep. She was naked underneath but she brought in a towel, unlike us earlier.
Her eyes darted nervously between my bare chest and the swirling bathwater.
"U-um... Ruki? I brought... extra eucalyptus oil? Akane said it helps relax..." Her voice trailed off as I extended a hand toward her.
"Thank you, babe. Are you going to take a bath in a towel? Or do I have to close my eyes?" I teased gently, sinking lower into the water.
Hanabi pressed her lips together as she looked like she was going to faint from maintaining eye contact with me. Her knuckles were white around that death-grip on the towel, and the poor thing was trembling so hard I could almost hear her heartbeat over the soft slosh of the water.
"C-come on, don't tease me, babe…" She squeaked with her voice cracking halfway. "I'm… I'm trying to be brave here!"
I couldn't help the low chuckle that slipped out. "Mhm. You're adorable when you're trying to be brave."
That earned me the tiniest embarrassed whine from the girl. She shuffled forward on bare feet, stopping right at the edge of the tub like it was a cliff.
For a long second, she just stared at the water, then at me, like she was calculating whether she could survive the jump into the tub.
Then, with the resolve of someone defusing a bomb, she let the towel drop.
It pooled at her feet in a soft thud. Hanabi immediately crossed her arms over her chest, thighs pressed together, shoulders hunched up to her ears. Her whole body was flushed pink from collarbones to toes, and the way the steam curled around her made her look like some shy nymph who'd wandered into the wrong onsen.
Yes, she was beautiful. And alluringly so.
I kept my eyes on her face on purpose, giving her that little bit of mercy. "Come here, Hanabi," I said softly, reaching out again. "Water's perfect. Promise I'll be good."
If Azusa was fire – sharp, scorching, and impossible to look away from – then Hanabi was the soft glow of a lantern in the dark – warm, trembling, and so fragile. It was making me a little terrified that one wrong breath would snuff it out.
She took one hesitant step, then another, until her toes curled over the edge of the tub. I watched her closely as the steam clung to her skin in tiny droplets, sliding down the curve of her collarbone, past the frantic flutter of her pulse at her throat.
When she finally raised her legs and lowered herself into the water, it was with the slowest, most careful descent I'd ever seen. It was like she was afraid the bath itself might bite her.
Well, it's understandable. Like Azusa, this should be her first time taking a bath with someone not her family. Heck, she'd never shown herself to anyone in this vulnerable form except for me. It's only natural for her to be this nervous and shy.
Yet, the moment she sank in, a tiny, relieved sigh escaped her lips.
The water lightly lapped at her chest, hiding most of her, but not the blush that refused to fade on her cheeks.
She sat stiffly across from me at first, knees drawn up, arms still hugging herself like the water wasn't already doing the job. I guess it was brighter in here than in the room when I sucked on her supple pair earlier.
Still, same sequence with Azusa, I guess?
"Babe…" She eventually mumbled, peeking up at me through damp lashes. "You're staring."
"Can you blame me?" I replied with a smile. "You're shaking like a leaf. Come here."
I didn't wait for permission this time. I just reached out, hooked an arm under her knees and around her back, and pulled her into my lap in one smooth motion.
Hanabi let out the cutest squeak, half surprise, half protest, as the water rippled violently around us.
She squirmed for a bit but the moment her back met my chest, she went still. Her whole body seemed to lock as her breath came in shallow little puffs against my forearm.
But slowly, she started to melt. Her head fell back against my shoulder. Her arms gradually unclenched, giving a great angle to take in her breathtaking figure. Her thighs, which had been clamped together like a vice, finally relaxed enough to part just a little.
"…This is embarrassing," She whispered, voice barely audible over the soft drip of water that was splashing out of the tub.
"You're doing great," I murmured into her hair as I parted it slightly, revealing her nape. I pressed my lips on it gently and inhaled her addictive fragrance. "But if ever you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. You know how much I care for you. Matsuri will be jealous if she finds out."
A tiny, mortified laugh bubbled out of her. "Pfft. Don't say it like that… Matsuri still… thinks of you. And yet, I've also fallen into your grasp."
I let my hands settle lightly on her waist before fully embracing her. She shivered from the touch as her body was clearly still too sensitive from it. Every time my fingers moved, she'd suck in her breath.
"Have you fallen? Maybe it's the other way around. I can't seem to let go of you anymore, babe." Content orıginally comes from Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Ending that with a grin, I got the girl to burst out laughing again as she eventually relaxed in my arms.