Proper self care is something that girls shouldn’t neglect – I truly did understand that.
But lately I couldn’t help but cut a few corners, but when I was caught by my boyfriend I ended up on the receiving end of a scolding.
Yves: “I’ll wash you hair for you now, ok.”
MC: “O-oh, yeah ok….”
(He’s just being kind and thoughtful but it still makes me feel a little shy…)
~~~~Flashback~~~~
Yves: “Hey, MC! What’s with your hair and your skin, it looks a little dried out. Are you taking proper care of yourself?”
MC: “Um, heheh, well about that…not…exactly.”
Yves: “What? Are you serious? You know something like that won’t be tolerated.”
Yves: “Come to my room tonight. I’ll teach you the best way to wash and apply self care to your body. You better make sure to show you, understand?”
MC: “Yes sir!”
~~~~End Flashback~~~~
(I’m actually really happy that he’s teaching me all these neat tricks to selfcare but why did we have to get into the bath together…?)
(And since this is the first time we’re sharing a bath together I’m feeling a little nervous. Well more like a lotta nervous…)
I could feel the warmth of Yves’ body behind me through my back, and I couldn’t keep my nerves from growing. My gaze skittering to and froe without rest.
But Yves paid no mind to my nervousness, skillfully and quickly washing my hair. Even applying scented oils to my hair.
(Mmmm, this feels really nice…)
His fingers worked magic against my scalp, and with the perfect amount of pressure that had all of my stiffness and nerves melting away in an instant.
Yves: “MC, how is it?”
MC: “Yeah…feels so good…mm”
Yves: “mn-, O-of course it does, since I’m the one doing it for you. Ok, next is your body.”
MC: “Ok. I can do that part myself since, you know….”
Yves: “G-get your mind out of the gutter! I’m not going to do anything weird! It’s just normal bodily care!”
MC: “I wasn’t thinking anything like that! I swear!”
The heavy awkward silence that feel between us was unbearably uncomfortable.
(I guess it would be bad to just flatly refuse his offer. He’s doing all of this for my sake after all…)
MC: “Then um, please continue…”
In the end I gave into his words, letting Yves’ take care of my body.
Yves: “Ok, good. Then, I’m starting.”
With a generous lather of soap, bubbling on my skin, he every so gently washed my back. Feeling him touching me, my voice leaked out of my mouth in a satisfied moan before I could control it.
MC: “Ahh….”
Yves: “Does…it feel good?”
MC: “Yeah, mn, really nice…ah…”
Yves: “…That’s good but could you not make all those cute sounds?”
MC: “Sorry…mm…”
(I know all he’s doing it washing me but, when I think that Yves is touching me I can’t help it…)
A small heat began to simmer deep inside of me, gradually spreading to the rest of my body making it unconsciously twist at his touches.
Perhaps to stop all of my squirming Yves hand moved around to my front and—
Yves: “I know it’s not on purpose…But I won’t be able to hold myself back if you’re going to let me hear those sweet moans.”
MC: “A-ahh…!”
Holding me from behind Yves’ fingers, slick and slipper with soap and suds, massaged my breasts. Swiping over the stiffened peaks with ease.
Unlike his innocent touches before, now his hands moved with stimulating purpose and my body happily reacted. Shivering and trembling in his hold.
MC: “O-oh, ah-Yves. T-that’s enough….”
Yves: “You shouldn’t lie, you know. Stirring me up with that enticing voice of yours, must mean you like it, right?”
As his hands continued their sinful touches he ran his lips along the nape of my neck and back, pressing kisses along the way.
MC: “Mmm, Yves what about t-teaching me about…self care…?”
Yves: “I still am. This is also one type of self care.”
MC: “I-I find that…ah…hard to believe…”
Yves: “After every kiss your skin turns such an erotic and sexy shade of blush red…”
Yves: “……It’s good for the skin to get the blood circulating like this, so this is for sure one kind of care.”
MC: “Mm, is that really true…”
Yves: “A-are you saying you don’t believe me!? Geeze, MC turn around. I want to kiss you.”
MC: “ng….”
Soon as I turned around Yves hugged me tightly, kissing me without holding back.
Our naked bodies stuck to one another, the feel of his body pressing so deliciously against mine only heightening my desire. Our lips separated and came together over and over, each time the sounds of our kisses ringing in the room.
Yves: “MC…..can you get on my lap. Will you ride me…”
MC: “Yeah, ok…”
How could I refuse an invitation like that when I wanted it just as much. His arms curling around my waist when I moved and from below I felt him enter me, reaching my deepest parts.
Yves: “Nn…Let me see more of your expressions and hear more of your voice.”
MC: “Ah,ah! Yves, Yves….mm!”
My body lifted with every upward thrust of his hips as I desperately held on to Yves’ body—-
And just as he asked I didn’t hold back my voice, letting it rise freely with his every movement.
Yves: “—-Also, make sure you dry your hair as must as possible. It can get damaged if you leave it wet.”
Yves: “So dry it as soon as you get out of the bath.”
MC: “Alright, I’ll do that from now on.”
After leaving the bathtub we moved to the room where Yves was drying my hair for me.
(We really took our time in the bath. And I can’t believe we actually did that in there…)
Just thinking about all the things we did not so long ago I blushed.
Yves: “If you go making that kind of face so suddenly, you’ll make me blush too.”
MC: “Sorry, I didn’t mean to. But, when you gave me the shampoo treatment it felt really nice. So I’d like…”
Yves: “You’d like…?”
MC: “W-well….”
(I want to bathe together again!—Is what I want to say but I’m too shy to actually say it)
At my continued silence Yves gave a sudden smile.
Yves: “Alright, I get it. If you’re going to do all that I suppose we can take a bath together again.”
Yves: “Since I’m the only one that can bring out your most beautiful self.”
While saying that he leaned down to place a delicate kiss onto my shiny hair.
I still felt a little shy, but I was also very happy that we had found yet another way to spend our nights together.
*If you’re horny, let’s do it, ride it, my pony. My saddle’s waitin’, come and jump on it.* I imagine that’s what Yves had playing in the background XD And if you don’t know where this is from you too young to be on my blog!! Lol
