Bath Time Demands
"Want some?"
Pat pat. On the living room sofa. My hand moved as if entranced.
"Haaah… mmph…."
The smartphone was still pinned beneath Lena's breasts. I resigned myself and raised my fingertips. I lightly scratched her scalp. They trailed down through her silver hair, caressing her nape. Her eyes curved in pleasure. A purring rumble from her nose. Lena kept rubbing her cheek against my lower belly over and over.
"Haaah…."
Languid lips parted, exhaling sweet breath. It was peaceful.
…Huh?
Until that weird sound.
Squelch.
A wet, slippery noise. Eerily rhythmic friction. The source was below my knee. I slowly looked down.
Horror.
My heart pounded. Lena was still kneeling between my thighs. But the direction of one arm had changed. Its destination: between her own legs.
Bare thighs splayed wide. Fingers working relentlessly in the gap. Squelch. Slurp. Squish. Sticky love juices trailed long strings down her thighs.
"Haht… ahh… so good…."
In time with my touch. Lena was pleasuring herself.
It was enough to make me freak out. But this woman showed no hint of shame. Swish swish. If anything, her translucent fox tail swayed leisurely. The tip tickled my cheek.
"U-um, Lena?"
I barely managed to squeeze out my voice. Trying to play it cool.
"What are you doing…?"
Lena snapped her head up. Cheeks flushed pink. Wine-red eyes misty with arousal. Her lips curled into a seductive smile.
"What do you mean, what?"
She pulled out her slick fingers and brought them to her lips. Tongue out, licking up the dangling juices.
"Seojun's touch feels too good."
A sultry whisper. Lena suddenly leaned forward. Clatter. The smartphone tumbled to the floor. But I had no thought of picking it up. Her face was right in front of mine.
"Want me to do you too?"
Her heated breath brushed my ear. Her gaze dropped to my crotch.
"I'll use my hands."
Her sticky, wet hand dug into my thigh.
"N-no thanks."
I frantically shook my head. Flashes of her from the news hit my mind. Eyes rolled back, ripping monsters apart barehanded. This unpredictable being who'd kidnapped me out of nowhere. If she gripped me down there with that monstrous strength? It might rip right off.
"Absolutely not…."
I carefully pried her hand away.
"Tch."
Lena's smile vanished. Her lips pouted out. Cheeks puffed up. She whipped her head away.
"Seojun's an idiot. A dummy. I was gonna make you feel good and everything."
Her voice was full of sulky indignation.
"If you just spring that on me out of nowhere, how am I supposed to say 'thanks'? Come on, common sense."
"What do you know! You have no idea how good an elf's hands feel. Sheesh! Humans are such idiots."
She kicked at the floor, throwing a tantrum. Spouting utterly un-PC nonsense. Then suddenly, she started fanning herself.
"Ugh! Annoying. Now I'm sweaty 'cause I'm mad."
Sweaty? Anyone could see it wasn't sweat. Her inner thighs were drenched. Sticky threads like spiderwebs stretching long.
"It's all sticky. Seojun, let's wash up."
"Huh? Just go wash by yourself… Gyah!"
Snap. She grabbed my wrist. Whoosh. I was yanked off the sofa. The world's strongest grip. Her love juices slicking my wrist.
"Come on already!"
Lena strode ahead. Her pure white naked body leading the way. I was dragged across the floor.
The place she'd dragged me to: the spa. The hot spring bath. Steamy mist rose warmly.
"Yay!"
Splash!
Lena jumped in like a kid. Whoosh! "Ah!" A spray of water hit me. My clothes soaked through, clinging tight. Even my pants grew heavy with water.
"Puhaha! Look at Seojun!"
Lena popped her head above the surface. Clutching her belly, laughing. Wet silver hair stuck to her nape. Her voluptuous breasts bobbed on the water.
"Haa…."
Already soaked, whatever. I let out a deep sigh. Peeled off my wet clothes. Leaving my underwear on, at least. Splash. I waded into the bath. Warm water. All my fatigue melted away. Money really was the best.
"Nice water."
"Right? There's a natural hot spring underground. Filled it with that!"
"…."
Dungeon underground hot spring water. Hope I don't get irradiated or something. As I hesitated and tried to back away—
Splash. Lena scooped water and splashed my face.
"Hey, seriously!"
Not a kid anymore. I splashed back.
"Kyaa!"
And so began a childish water fight. Breath growing ragged. After a while—
Splash. Lena stepped out of the bath. Her curvaceous nude body. Water droplets trailing down. She plopped onto a chair by the bath. Legs slightly spread. Staring at me, she crooked a finger.
"Seojun. Come here."
"Why?"
"Dry me off."
Like calling a pet. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"You have two perfectly good hands. Why me?"
"Con. Tract!"
Mental care clause. If bathing assistance counted as mental care, I had nothing to say. She'd called it a scrap of paper herself. Totally selfish.
Lena patted her shoulder.
"Occupational hazard! From swinging swords too much? My shoulder won't go up."
Brazen lie. The same woman who'd been splashing around moments ago? She'd been swinging her arms like crazy.
"Elves get frozen shoulder too?"
"Frozen shoulder or whatever, it hurts! I'm a 30-year Highway commuter, an industrial accident victim! I need therapy!"
Splash splash. Wet feet stomping as she whined. In the end, I went behind the chair.
"I'll dry you off."
But she shook her head, dissatisfied.
"No. Come to the front."
"Huh?"
"Dry me while looking at my eyes."
So demanding. No choice, I positioned myself in front. Looming over the elf perched naked on the bath chair. Awkwardly bending at the waist.
"…."
Nowhere to look. Skin glistening with moisture. The deep valley of her heaving chest. And the wide-open space between her legs. I averted my eyes and reached out.
Smack. Lena swatted my wrist.
"Sponge is bad for skin. Use your hands directly."
"Come on, how bad could it be."
"My skin's sensitive. I'm an elf."
That damn elf excuse again. Resigned, I squirted body wash into my palm. Rubbed my hands to make slippery foam. Cautiously reached out.
Slide. Hands on her shoulders. Dizzying feel of bare skin gliding under my palms.
"Haaah…."
A lazy moan escaped. Twitch. Twitch. Lena's shoulders trembled faintly.
"Relax. I'll loosen the knots."
"Yeah… ahh… there…."
I pressed my palms down her collarbone. Supported her nape, thumbs kneading behind her ears.
"Haht! Good… harder. Harder…."
Her wine-red eyes melted in pleasure. She shuddered for a while. Then suddenly collapsed toward me.
Splash.
"Whoa."
I caught her crumbling body. Smooth bare skin. Heavy weight of her wet form. The slick foam made our bodies press tight.
"Seojun…."
"…!"
Lena nibbled my earlobe. Hot breath in my ear.
"Here… behind my ear more…."
Still in my arms, she twisted to expose her nape. I gently rubbed the back of her pointed ear.
"Ahng…! Haaang…!"
Sweet, sticky moans. Was this washing or caressing? Or both. Even my breathing grew rough. Shoulders. Back. Waist. Skirting her breasts, I kept foaming.
"Rinsing now."
"Where."
Smack. Lena grabbed my wrist. Narrowed wine-red eyes. Pouty lips again.
"You haven't done here."
Her fingertip pointed.
"…."
Her massively swollen breasts. Up close, even more vicious. Overwhelming volume. Defying gravity without a hint of sag. Cherry-pink nipples at the tips. Lustrous curves glistening with water. A breathtaking sight that stole my breath.
"B-breasts, you can do yourself."
"My arm won't go up! Hurry and wash them."
Lena yanked my wrist. Plopped my hand right on her breast.
Squish.
Overflowing handfuls. Outer layer soft like pudding. But inside, firm elastic pushback. Like gripping freshly pounded rice cake. Panicking, I just skimmed the surface.
Lena scowled.
"Ow. Tickles. Scrub harder."
"H-how do you 'scrub' breasts!"
"Knead them!"
Absurd demand. But against this strength, no winning. Finally, I lathered more foam. Enveloped her massive tits with both hands. Knead. Right one. Left one. Supporting the weight, I squeezed firmly. White flesh bulged between my fingers like it might burst.
"Haht…! Ahng…!"
Her earlier grumbling gone. Serious kneading brought sultry moans. Perky cherry tips scraped pleasurably against my palms. The more I kneaded, the chewier the rebound.
"Seojun… th-there… eek."
Her rising body heat. Sweet milky scent hitting my nose. Reason was flying away. After torturous time, I finally finished her upper body. Panting roughly, I pulled back my hips.
"N-now it's really all done."
"Wait."
Lena's grip tightened on my wrist. She pointed downward with a seductive smile.
"Gotta do here too, right?"
Spread. Legs wide open. Utterly shameless.
"…."
I'm done for. Pink slickness filling my vision. Blood rushed to my head.
"P-please, do that one yourself."
"No way. Arm won't reach."
"It's down there anyway! And there's such a thing as limits!"
"Hurryyy. I'm getting cold—!"
Whining, stomping her wet legs. That spot flashing in my view each time. I squeezed my eyes shut. Any longer and I'd have a heart attack. At my age.
"O-okay, okay. I'll wash it. I'll wash."
Trembling hand reached out. About to squirt body wash—
"No detergent."
Precise instruction.
"A girl's here is super sensitive, okay? That stuff causes problems. Just warm water, gently. Got it?"
She wasn't wrong. I rinsed the foam, left with bare hands. Warmed my palms in the water. Slowly. Brought them between her spread legs.
Touch.
…!
Vicious sensation at my fingertips. Plush soft skin. Aroused, swollen mucosa. Just brushing it—
"Hyat… uhyat!"
Lena's hips arched like a bow. Her hands clamped my shoulders. Nails digging in fiercely. Hot breath poured down my nape.
"Seojun… haat… mmph…."
My whole body froze. But Lena's demands didn't end.
"Inside too… wash inside…."
"Huh?"
"Sweat's built up… it's sticky…."
"P-please. I'm a guy too. What if I lose it and do something weird…!"
"You?"
"Huh?"
Lena's face turned icy cold.
"Do what?"
"…."
"How?"
"…."
No words. What could I even do? Against this monster elf, it'd be pointless. She'd dismantle me limb from limb.
"Or maybe…."
Lena batted her eyes seductively. Tongue wetting her lips.
"You want to?"
"…!"
Her hot tongue licked up my nape.
"If so… I could let you."