Freed Justine (
darkscript) wrote2016-06-10 11:38 pm
Bathtime!
[Freed showed up at Lucy’s place to find the door unlocked, just like she said it would be. He did her the favor of locking the door for her once he was inside. As calm as he seemed on the outside, on the inside his heart was beating what felt like a mile a minute. The blowjob she’d given him before was good, very enjoyable.
It wasn’t the sort of the thing either of them really did, but it happened and that was that. And now here he was, about to come to Lucy while she was soaking in a bathtub. This time around he’d get to see much more of her than he did before. And that was something to be excited about. He calmed himself a bit before proceeding further into her place.]
Lucy? [He called out.]
It wasn’t the sort of the thing either of them really did, but it happened and that was that. And now here he was, about to come to Lucy while she was soaking in a bathtub. This time around he’d get to see much more of her than he did before. And that was something to be excited about. He calmed himself a bit before proceeding further into her place.]
Lucy? [He called out.]
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Because he was coming over a pink babydoll nightie with black lace was draped over a chair in the bathroom with matching panties, for after the bath.
"Oh God, what am I doing?" She was nervous and hid her face in her hands. As much as she played on her looks and acted sensual and teasing, she was truly innocent. This wasn't like her at all. Yet here she was, with Freed now opening the door to her apartment and walking in. Calling for her.
"I'm in here," she said after lowering her hands and sinking down a tad, though it didn't help much, her ample chest buoyant in the water, though obscured just enough by the bubbles. She had her hair pulled up, so there was no hiding the blush on her cheeks, nor how she bit her bottom lip as she waited for him to enter the bathroom.
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He moved through her place and eventually came to the bathroom. Taking a small breath he stepped through the door. He didn’t have his sword with him, having left it at home. It wasn’t like he was really going to need it anyway. His eyes set upon her as she sat in the bathtub, her body not completely visibile to him, but visible enough that he could make out some of her curves. His breath had caught in his throat somewhat, she really did make quite the sight as she sat there.
“You do look very lovely, Lucy..” He said, stepping fully inside. The idea of joining her as dancing about his mind.
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Then her smile turned pleased as he spoke. "I'm glad you think so," she said softly. Then worried her bottom lip some more. She then sat up some more, the bubbles clinging to her as she moved. "You can join me if you want."
Would he? She thought he would, but she worried about if he wouldn't. Was she being too forward?