It's White Day and Tsuzuki has the perfect gift for Anna she's in the bath. Surreal quasi-lemon for this one.
Chapter Thirty-One: White Bath:
March 14th, 2010.
White Day. Valentine’s Day’s twin sister in Japan. The day the guys returned the favor to the ladies in a greater wave. Tsuzuki treated Anna like a queen. Most of the day floated by for her. He took her out for lunch in a traditional Japanese restaurant. But, Anna didn’t want much.
“You already spent so much on Valentine’s Day and my birthday,” she reasoned. “Don’t push yourself into debt.”
“But it’s White Day,” he said.
“So?” she asked. “You don’t have to spend money for a gift.”
His love smiled as she shook her head. “No.”
She smiled at him. “You’ll find a way.”
Boy, did he!
Anna sat in the tub. The heated water caressed her bare skin. She closed her eyes to take it all in.
Oh/, she thought. /This is heaven! Only this missing? Chocolate and a sexy Shinigami in the bath with her. Anna felt so giddy at the second part.
Ooo!/, she thought. /I just want him to walk in and spoil me rotten right now!
Suddenly, two strong hands embraced her shoulders and began rubbing them. Anna leapt back in the water, startled. She looked up when she heard a chuckle. Tsuzuki knelt over her, smiling. Anna felt her cheeks redden.
“Asato-kun…” she murmured. The Shinigami gave her a little smile.
“Of course,” he said. “Who else would it be?” Anna head spun in confusion and excitement. Tsuzuki noticed her hands over her breasts.
“Oh?” he asked. “Why so shy now? You weren’t so shy two weeks ago.”
“Well…” Anna stammered. “It’s just…” Tsuzuki eyed her still.
“Do I make you nervous?” he asked. His beloved angel nodded.
“Why?” the Shinigami asked. Anna looked away some.
“Ah, I see,” Tsuzuki said. “But you’re in the bath.”
“Yes,” Anna said as she tried to calm herself down.
“Came here to relax?”
“But you look so tense. Here let me help you there. Turn your back to me,” Tsuzuki ordered. Anna looked at him with big eyes as she complied.
“W-W-What are you going to do?” she asked.
“Shhh,” he whispered. “Just stay still and don’t talk.” Anna slowly went quiet.
“Good, good,” he said. Tsuzuki rested his hands back on her shoulders. He began to rub them again. Anna’s spine trembled at his touch. Her heart fluttered with each rub. Tsuzuki took in the sensation trough his hands. So far, he couldn’t feel any of her emotions flowing through him. He didn’t understand it because he wasn’t an empathist. Could be the reason that only her feelings of sexual arousal flooded him like a stream. Yet, not in a violent way like Hisoka’s. More lie… life-giving wine.
But, his soul felt dry. Anna’s too tense right now. He could tell by the tightness in her shoulders.
/This is no good/, he thought. Time to break the ice a little bit. Tsuzuki sat up some.
“May I ask you something, Anna-chan?” he asked.
“Sure,” his love said. Tsuzuki paced himself. No subtlety here. Just go for the jugular.
“Have you ever masturbated before?” he asked point blank. Anna froze with big eyes.
“What?!?” she asked.
“You know,” he said. “Played with yourself. Down there.”
“Why would you ask there?!?” she wailed.
“Aww,” he said. “I’m only curious.”
“But why?” Anna asked. Tsuzuki didn’t hear her question. The woman had her hair pinned up at the moment, revealing her creamy pale nape. The old days caught up with his brain.
“Just…” he murmured. “Thought you could do me a little favor.” The Shinigami planted a little kiss on her tantalizing nape. Anna’s heart skipped a beat. Tsuzuki smiled wickedly to himself.
Oh, I see/, he thought. /I found your weakness. He kissed her tenderly on the nape. Small swirls of sexual arousal filled his chest. Anna’s breath quickened.
“What?” she whimpered. Tsuzuki took in the slow build. He nibbled on her nape.
“Play with yourself for a little bit, would you?” he suggested. “Please?” Tsuzuki gave her nape a little lick. Anna trembled under his hands. She closed her eyes and nodded.
“That’s good,” Tsuzuki whispered. He continued with rubbing her shoulders. The nerves and tension melted away. Anna let herself go in her budding ecstasy. As if it became independent from the rest of her body, her right hand became drawn to her thighs and the curving heat between them.
The nymph walked up to the mistress.
“What do you mean?” she asked. The woman moved away from her phonograph and sat upon her throne made of lotuses. The sun had started to set in the background.
“That’s right,” she said. “I have been waiting for you.”
“But why?” the nymph asked. The woman felt along her right ear. Her pearl earring caught the sun light. She waved her graceful hand in the air. A knight dressed in samurai armor came in and knelt at her feet.
“Please take this little doll to the bath,” she commanded.
“Yes, my lady,” he said. The knight rose to his feet and turned to the nymph. The young woman gave her a nervous look on her face. The knight gave her a kind smile.
“It’ll be okay, love,” he murmured. The nymph nodded uneasily. He took her by the hand and led her back outside.
Heated water flowed from the sky into a huge pool of lotuses before them. The nymph looked around in amazement.
“What is this place?” she asked.
“Her lady’s sacred bath house,” the knight said. “The lady wants you to bathe for the ritual.” The nymph looked up at him.
“Ritual?” she asked. The knight turned and walked away. The nymph stood blinking.
What does he mean?/, she thought. Somehow, she didn’t have time to think. The nymph took off her dress and walked across the swallow water. She sat down upon a smooth flat stone. The nymph looked down in the water and saw her reflection for the first time. She drew back with big eyes./
“Is that… me?” she asked. Suddenly, a flirty mist rose up and swallowed the nymph’s body whole in one gulp. She didn’t even get a chance to breathe out.
Moments later, the warm mist released her body. This time, she had on another short white dress. This dress hugged every curve of her young pure body. She felt refreshed from this latest wash. Soft pixies filled her ears. Her eyes slowly sank closed.
I feel sleepy/, she thought. The mist guided the nymph to the shore and laid her down. She went to sleep there./
Tsuzuki reached down ad arrested Anna’s right wrist. She looked up at him with big eyes and whimpered.
“W-Why did you stop me?” Anna asked. Tsuzuki gave her a devilish smile.
“Not like that,” he said.
“No?” his beloved asked.
“Why waste it on yourself?” he asked. “I want to make you come tonight.” Anna’s cheeks turned cherry blossom pink. He pulled her out the tub before she could speak. He led her the way back to their bedroom.