97. First Night (4)

“But, the outdoor bath is a bit much….”

It wasn’t quite a trauma, but I really didn’t feel like washing in the hot spring, I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

“You want to wash inside…?”

“Yeah. Gotta make sure you don’t faint again while bathing…”

“……Hng. Understood.”

Aki, as if understanding, smiled and nodded. I quietly rose and headed towards the bathroom.

*Squeak-*

Upon opening the door, the first thing to greet me was a simple shower stall, followed by a tub that could barely accommodate two. Even generously, it couldn’t have been more than three *pyeong* [approx. 100 sq ft].

The outdoor bath must be so large that they deliberately made the indoor one small. Thanks to that, Aki and I had to squeeze in, almost glued together.

“A bit cramped, huh?”

“Well, it’s not like it’s made for two people to come in together…”

“…Ah.”

Indeed. If we were going to bathe together, why not do it in the outdoor hot spring? It’s just cramped here.

Anyway, with a slight exaggeration, there wasn’t even room to plant our feet, so we moved with utmost care.

First, I plugged the bathtub drain and started filling it with lukewarm water. Aki passed me by and entered the shower stall, which had no door.

“I’ll be getting the water ready, wanna shower first?”

“Mm… Really? Let’s just turn on the water and shower together.”

“Wouldn’t it be too crowded if I got in too?”

“If I stick to the wall, it’ll be enough…!”

“Um, even so…”

“Euuung, hurry~”

“……Ah, okay.”

Aegyo is cheating. Aegyo is…

Even as I grumbled inwardly, I quietly stood up. Aki gestured for me to come in quickly, and I, secretly pleased but feigning reluctance, stepped into the shower stall.

As a single-person stall, simply standing and facing each other meant our bodies were touching.

Due to the height difference, my *that* was pressed against Aki’s lower abdomen, and Aki’s soft br*easts pressed and squished against the lower part of my pectoral muscles, their shape changing this way and that.

“…….”

“…….”

Literally, a distance where we could touch anything with a mere reach of the hand.

We stood there, bodies pressed together, silently gazing at each other, before feeling slightly awkward and clearing our throats, turning away at the same time.

“Shall I turn on the water…?”

“Mm, please do…”

Due to the position, Aki couldn’t reach, so I lifted the lever-type faucet and turned on the water.

*Swaaa,* the sound of rushing water, and from the showerhead above, water began to fall.

Lukewarm, it soaked our heads, dripping down, saturating hair and instantly drenching our torsos and legs.

“…Aki, you want to shampoo?”

“Should… I?”

“Mmm, since we’re washing…”

It’d be best.

But our bodies were pressed so close together, even shampooing was difficult.

Above, I could move my hands with relative freedom, but not below. And Aki, even moving her hands above her head was too much, so they mostly rested on my waist.

We squirmed, searching for a way to wash.

Trying side to side, then up and down. One of us even attempted to kneel, but the space was too confined, and all attempts failed.

For a minute, we writhed, feeling strange, until the inevitable conclusion was reached: the only solution was for me to shampoo Aki’s hair.

“Come here…”

“Like this…?”

Aki nestled fully against me.

Needless to say, her br*easts pressed firmly against my chest.

I inhaled deeply, trying to calm the insistent throbbing in my nether regions, feeling the most intense happiness a man could feel…

But pressed against Aki’s soft, tender abdomen, it refused to remain still. Finally, Aki looked down at my arousal with amusement and giggled softly.

“Heh, how cute…”

“…Me?”

“No, 서방님’s… your thingy. It’s like… it’s moving, asking to be touched, so cute.”

“……”

I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to such a compliment. It felt strange to be pleased that Aki found my arousal cute, but to be displeased felt like being jealous of my own… thingy.

I paused, then quickly pushed the ridiculousness away and just moved my hand.

Reaching beside the shower stall, I grabbed the shampoo, squeezed some out, added a bit of water, and immediately began lathering Aki’s hair.

‘Hair is a woman’s life…’

I cut off the water.

Repeating to myself that I couldn’t let my clumsy hands damage Aki’s silken strands, I washed her hair with genuine care.

“Not too rough…?”

“Mmm, feels good….”

So close.

Aki pressed close against me.

No words, but it was clear she wanted me to do the back too, and understanding, I carefully began gathering Aki’s hair, that reached her lower back, in my hands.

…Actually, it was less gathering and more rubbing the shampoo foam into her hair. Because the trailing strands had no scalp, it was difficult to evenly coat them without this sort of scrubbing motion.

“Aki, is this how you do it?”

“Eh… roughly?”

“If you had to put a score on it? Out of 100.”

“Hmm, maybe… 70?”

“Whoa, 70?”

I figured getting 50 would be considered good, but the score was surprisingly generous.

I admired, involuntarily, and Aki giggled, stifling the sound.

“Why are you so happy about a 70, and not a 100?”

“Because I got a 70 even though I don’t know what I’m doing. If I learn properly, won’t the score go up next time?”

“Hehe, so you want to wash together again…?”

“…Well, if you’re okay with it?”

I figured I’d done enough and stopped lathering.

Aki, still clinging to me, made a strange, nasal noise, then lightly tapped my side with her fingertip.

“I’ll think about it, depending on what you do today.”

“But today’s already over, isn’t it?”

“It’s past midnight, you know? Even after we sleep and wake up, it’s still today.”

“Ah.”

That’s what she meant. I nodded in understanding.

“Should I turn on the water now?”

“Yeah…”

*Kkii-reek.*

*Swaaahhh-*

Water streamed from the showerhead.

I gently massaged Aki’s foamy head with my hands, making sure to thoroughly rinse away any lingering shampoo, carefully touching here and there, even lightly caressing the shell of her ear and around her chin for good measure.

Aki rested quietly in my embrace, enjoying my touch, and when most of the foam had rinsed away, she sleepily opened her eyes.

“Sir’s also going to shampoo, yeah…?”

I nodded to mean yes. I hadn’t bothered to say it, but my hair was soaked with the sweat from our earlier exertions.

I reached for the shampoo bottle and squeezed out a generous dollop. I massaged it into my hair, working up a gentle lather.

“Ah, but I was going to do it for you…?”

“It’s alright. With our height difference, you’d barely be able to reach me anyway.”

“…What?!”

Aki’s eyebrows shot up in a sharp, angry ‘V’.

I’d meant it as consideration, but it seemed I’d rubbed her the wrong way.

“Are you, are you saying I’m short…?! Making fun of me?!”

“Huh? No, that’s not what I meant….”

“…Liar!”

‘I’m not lying, really…’ I was about to say, but before I could, Aki wriggled her way out of the shower booth.

“Where are you going, Aki?”

“Hmph, I don’t know. Your Majesty can wash alone…!”

She ignored my call, cutely sniffling her nose all the while.

Wondering where she was off to, I watched her carefully. Aki glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, then plopped into the bathtub with a ‘plunk’.

She was practically radiating “I’m pouting” vibes, so I figured she wasn’t really upset. Probably just putting on a little show, a little demonstration, for my benefit.

‘Ah, so cute…’

I chuckled softly as I finished shampooing my hair. After rinsing out all the suds nice and clean, I plunged into the bathtub, just big enough for the two of us.

“Aki, can I squeeze over there?”

“…Hmph.”

No order to stay away.

That meant hurry up and come.

It was quite a struggle, moving in such a cramped space. I painstakingly stood up and shuffled towards Aki.

“I’ll lean against the wall, so you can lean back against me.”

“…Why would I?”

“Why indeed….”

Why indeed. Because I love you.

I almost said it, but I just smiled instead. I placed my hand on Aki’s waist and gently nudged her aside.

Aki seemed about to resist, but then obediently shifted, making room for me.

I straightened up and sat in the space she’d vacated. Aki then subtly snuggled closer, carefully pressing her back against my pectoral muscle, her bottom pressed right up against me.

“Feels a little better like this. Doesn’t it?”

“……Mmh.”

Aki only nodded.

The touch seemed to make her shy, and I found it endearing, so I reached out, wrapped my arm around her lower abdomen, and gently pulled her closer.

Her pleasantly plump bottom brushed lightly against my own… a faint stirring in my lower half.

“Aki.”

“Mmh.”

“I, you…”

I whispered in her ear, letting my gaze drift downward.

Her fair and full br*easts were floating slightly in the water.

“Me, what…?”

“……”

Just for a moment, I was captivated.

Wow, br*easts can float in water, too…

Not bobbing completely above like a life vest, but the lower part submerged while the rest floated, giving them a voluminous appearance, like wearing a padded bra.

“……Why did you stop talking?”

“……”

I fell into deep thought, wondering what would happen if I massaged them in this state… and finally, I couldn’t resist, and I tentatively touched them.

As if supporting the underside of Aki’s br*easts floating in the water, I gently held them and began to softly knead…

*Smack!*

Aki slapped the back of my hand.

“Ouch…”

“……What are you doing?”

Even when massaged while floating in the water, her br*easts remained buoyant.

My curiosity was satisfied, but Aki’s gaze upon me had turned a little frosty.

“Husband, are you a pervert…?”

“Well…”

Why was the saying, ‘All men are perverts,’ coming to mind right now?

I considered readily admitting it, but figured Aki would really pout, so I refrained. Instead, I hugged her and k*ssed her cheek.

“Sorry, I love you.”

“……Doesn’t sound very sincere.”

“Really? …I love you.”

“…Ugh.”

A twitch.

Aki’s shoulder trembled just a little, and the earlobe on the side I’d whispered my affection to flushed a deep crimson.

Seizing the moment, I caressed her soft ear, coaxing her to look at me.

“Being with you…it makes me feel like I’m changing.”

“You’re not just, like, naturally perverted, Mister…?”

“Perhaps. Maybe.”

Or maybe not.

I couldn’t quite say, but one thing was for certain: I never behaved like this with anyone else. Didn’t even feel the slightest inclination.

Strangely enough. So very strangely, only in front of Aki did my playful spirit awaken, only then did I yearn to embarrass her, only then did a possessive desire for her gaze alone bubble up, causing me to blurt out things I shouldn’t.

Why, I couldn’t say.

“…”

No, actually, I had a glimmer of an idea…

I gently took Aki’s hand in mine.

“Can I k*ss you?”

“If I told you not to, would you stop?”

“No. I wouldn’t.”

“…Idiot.”

Aki quietly closed her eyes.

I k*ssed her softly.

“…Mm.”

Aki’s hand, held captive in mine, twitched, but I didn’t let go, soothing her with gentle strokes as the k*ss deepened.

I could feel her body temperature rising against mine, and my other hand, instinctively, drifted down towards her waist.

Past her smooth lower abdomen, my fingers found their way to that sleek and plump place… A twitch. Aki’s thighs tightened, momentarily trapping my wrist.

But only for a breath. Aki soon relaxed, melting against me as if granting permission. She parted her eyelids just a sliver, regarding me with a coy smile, as if asking if I liked what I was doing.

“Yes, so much…”

“…”

No man could endure such a situation.

To be with a girl who didn’t recoil from my touch, but urged me on… It was enough to make even the most normal man go a little strange.

So I rationalized to myself, and placed my middle finger on the plumpest part. Gently, I stroked up and down, then slipped the tip inside the pouting, slit-like crevice, hooking my finger in its depths.

“Hng, ugh…”

“…Does it hurt?”

“Mmm, ‘s okay…”

Aki’s tongue was already loosening.

Just like the slutty girl she was, climaxing from the mere feel of my c*ck pressing deep inside, her eyes, fixed on mine, started to glaze over as her tongue tripped on her words.

I moved my middle finger within her, hearing the slick “squelch” sound. I felt the taut grip of her inner folds, slick and damp, clinging to each knuckle. I could even feel the pooled moisture trickling down my finger.

With this much juice, I figured foreplay was unnecessary. With that thought, I drew my middle finger out.

And then, the liquid I’d mistaken for her own moisture trickled from Aki’s depths.

“…”

My cum, from earlier.

The true identity of the slippery fluid filling Aki’s insides was, without a doubt, my semen.

It hadn’t flowed out while she was lying down, but now, in the shower, it had begun to spill downwards.

“Ah, if you take it out, no, don’t…”

“…Why?”

“Because, it’s what Master gave me…”

A shiver.

A jolt ran down my spine.

The words Aki whispered were absurdly, shockingly, erotic.

Because it was mine, she didn’t want me to remove it? What…

“Un, give…”

“…Give what?”

“It spilled, so give me more…”

“…”

I couldn’t hold back.

“Ugh, ah…!”

“…Come here.”

I scooped Aki up in my arms, rising from the spot. She’d already shampooed and showered, and I’d drawn the bathwater, so there was no need for further washing.

Though, I hadn’t used any body wash… Well, we’d just sweat anyway, so later then.

Emerging from the bath, I glanced around. A large towel, meant for drying or wrapping oneself, lay right there.

I draped the towel around Aki’s body and, in what they call a princess carry, bore her to the bedroom.

During the journey, there was no resistance from Aki, and once nestled upon the towel, she gazed up at me, her face flushed with anticipation.

“Oh, my Dearest…”

“……Hah.”

Now that I listen, it seems “Dearest” isn’t so bad to hear.

How to say it… I cannot explain well with words… But, anyway, my whole body was tingling, and i promptly mounted Aki. And grabbing her firm, oversized br*easts firmly, I softly mouthed, s*cked, and licked her inverted nipples, coaxing them slightly outwards.

“Heuh, even if you s*ck them like that, nothing comes out…?”

“Want me to make it come out…?”

“If you can take responsibility for *atashi*, you can…♡”

“…….”

Really, should I just do it…?

I’m going to take responsibility anyway. We’re probably going to get married soon…

I gazed down at Aki and genuinely pondered.

Aki, perhaps sensing my deliberation, smiled faintly and reached out a hand.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have taken my birth control pills…”

“……Wouldn’t we have been unable to travel, then?”

“Eung, now that I think about it, that’s true…?”

I k*ssed Aki.

And grasping the base of my c*ck , I thrust it deep inside Aki.

“You came once already, so why is it so hard…?”

“It’s, because of you….”

“Heuh…. Ah, Hyaaang…!”

Gueuuk, Aki’s insides closing around me.

It squeezed so tightly that speaking became difficult, as if she were grasping my c*ck and trying to wring out every last drop of semen.

Just the act of insertion alone brought such a sensation… Could this be why people become obsessed with s*x?

As I slowly moved my hips, I thought that if I continued to have s*x this pleasurable, I might never be able to look at Aki with the same eyes as before.

“Heueuk, heueuk, heugeueeut…!”

“…….”

No, really.

Every time I look at Aki’s face, the memory of tonight’s *s*x* will surface.

Her face flushing the moment I thrust in, that trembling, going-off look… Aki’s lewdness etched in my mind.

What to do now…?

“Ah, haaah…♡”

I s*cked on Aki’s chest—the chest that had plunged me into such agony—leaving k*ss marks wherever my lips could reach, a spiteful act. And even that didn’t feel like enough, so I moved my hips fast and hard, filling Aki’s innermost core with my seed.

“……Huu.”

My second time now, but my c*ck is still rigidly erect.

No, Aki is so *yahan* that it’s even grown larger than before.

Without withdrawing, I slowly moved my hips. Aki, her inner recesses now so sensitive, gasped for breath, and begged for a k*ss, sticking out her tongue as if pleading.

“Huum…. Ung, *jjoook*….”

“……Aki.”

“Ung, *neee*…?”

“Tonight… I won’t let you sleep.”

“……Ahh♡”

I.

Truly.

……Spent the whole night fucking Aki.