I couldn’t believe what I have heard just now. Everything is just escalating a bit quickly before even I made sense of it. I did not respond to her verbally, instead I took a sharp breath to compose myself. She positioned me to face her, as she starts to take off my clothes from my body. I stand there letting her free me off my shirt, until I am completely bare under her intense gaze. I did not try to break it either, I am only focusing on her “too pretty” face soaked in water, not glancing at anywhere, it might take me.
“I-I, think I should let you finish before I do” I said, stuttering, as I try to act calm even though my body is sending millions of hot flushes around my bones and nerves.
She disregarded what I said and grabbed me slowly on the center, as the door closed. Her shower area itself can fit four people, its clean and so elegant. It has dirty white walls and dimmed lights around. She then kissed me under the shower rain, pulling my body against her naked one. My hands are in her shoulder, trying not to move that much, as we continued. I gasped for air, as she did it again, invading my mouth with her tongue, intertwining it with mine. Her hands, caressing my body gently, then broke the kiss, peaking on my existence with her tantalizing eyes.
She took the liquid soap after that passionate kiss, and slowly rubbing it to my back, carefully crusading it towards my chest, and my breast, my neck and then my stomach.
Oh god, I am not your strongest soldier to resist this Goddess
I huffed for countless times, though I was trying so hard to not give any reaction at all. I looked at her once more, my eyes now travelling her perfect body, from her clavicle, her beautiful breasts, all the way down. The soap has been washed off immediately by the water, and she made her way to my neck, kissing it. I gulped and gripped her shoulder arm a little. She continued washing me, her hands now have another set of the liquid soap, brushing it against my arms.
“You’re adorable” she told me, like she is not aware of how enticing she is right now.
“Am I?” I said smiling at her, before turning off the shower. I took, the liquid soap and put some into my palms, gesturing if I can try to put some into her as well, and she took my hand, settling it into her chest, as she guides me
“Do you know how?” she teased me like I am inexperienced of washing someone. I mean technically yes, but I am my someone before doing this to her right now, so I do have an experience…
“Perhaps? Then scold me if I get it wrong” I said laughing. I brushed the bubbles into her chest, up to her neck, then into her arms, trying to evade her breasts. I continued down to her stomach and stopped above her hips, letting the water cleanup the foams.
This the first time I had this kind of so casual conversation with her, without me being afraid of what to tell her. The teases, the laugh under the shower and being just in the same gravity with her. How many times did I let out small taken breaths, as I try to absorb her naked self in front of me? I lost count, I took another gaze at her body for seconds before glancing up to her eyes, that is already staring at me, undeniably.
“I think we should dry up now and sleep?” I said almost didn’t made to complete it. I turned off the shower after the foams left our body, grabbing her towel and holding her hand out of the shower. She took it from my hand, and rubbed it gently to my body, and I was left looking vacantly on her breasts, which was totally embarrassing. She smirked.
“Let’s go dry you up” she said, and wrapped me around the towel. We went to her dressing area, and took off her bathrobes, changing it with a silk dress for bed. I was just standing across her, can’t move as the chills in my body continued to surge.
It must be because of the cold shower. I didn’t even notice it was cold water that was pouring into us.
She looked at me, concerned. “Are you alright?” she asked, taking a few steps towards me, while her dress touches the floor carpet, making her look like a queen.
She does appear like a queen.
“Yes, I am sorry. I feel a little cold, its nothing that serious” I gave her an assuring smile.
“Here, wear this shirt tonight. I know you didn’t bring enough clothes for your stay” she said, as she let the towel slid my body, exposing me bare. I blushed and she gave me a satisfied expression about it, putting the shirt on me. It was quite bigger than I anticipated, it is also thinner, making my underwear clear behind it.
“Thank you, Isabelle.” I said, still finding it unusual calling her that. She smiled and kissed me.
“Let’s get you to bed” she responded, and led me to her bed, which I will be sleeping beside her.
Would I be able to sleep knowing she is beside me?
The size of it is good for two people, but a little wider. I made my way to the other side, and sank to the comforts of her really soft mattress— like how her lips are. I shook that though and started to pull up the blanket. She climbed up towards me after turning off the lights of the house with one button from her table across. As she laid, centimeters away from me, I stared at her for a brief moment, before speaking.
“Goodnight, Isabelle” I whispered, locking my eyes on her, as she looks at me from my eyes down to my lips, and went over before I knew it. She slid her arm, around my body while her other arm cupping my face, pressing me into her. I kissed back, putting my hand around her neck, my fingers around her hair, continuing it passionately, leaving me breathless. She gently breaks it, leaving me a kiss on the forehead.
“Goodnight, Hestia” she whispered, sealing her gaze towards me. I can’t explain how I am feeling right now, let alone absorb the first night being here. Her embracing me, my body close to her—it seems like a dream to me. I scooted closer to her, and gave her a kiss on her cheeks, before resting my hand on her chest, while her fingers ran through my hair.
