Chapter Text
I wake in the morning with my arms wrapped around something warm and soft. My eyes flutter open to see the top half of Tsubaki’s face. Her nose is brushing against my lips, and the tip of my nose is nestled between her eyebrows. I’ve never awoken to something so close and intimate before. I never used to like cuddling. But somehow this feels like the most natural thing in the world.
My thumb begins little motions on her waist, trying to ease her awake. Then I press a kiss to her forehead, and that’s when her eyelids twitch. She opens her eyes after a few seconds, and I can tell immediately that she’s the type to wake up slowly. Once she registers me in front of her, her lips curl up in a sleepy smile.
“Mm… morning…” She mumbles. I chuckle softly and dip my head down to peck her on the lips. Anything more than that would make us too aware of each other’s morning breath.
“Good morning,” I reply, my voice lower than usual. Tsubaki closes her eyes and opens them a few times as if fighting sleep. Finally, she seems to focus, but her voice is the same as before.
“I need a shower,” She says quietly, “And probably some new clothes.”
“I’ll keep watch while you take one.” As I speak, her eyes lock onto mine.
“You don’t want to join me?”
Tsubaki would have liked an extra few minutes in bed, but I was too eager to let that happen. She giggles as I tug her into the performers’ locker room, obviously amused by my excitement. Letting go of her hand, I focus on starting the shower and setting it to an acceptable temperature. Fortunately, I managed to gather up some toiletries before the scavengers took them all, so this will be the best shower she has had in a while.
When I turn back around to her, my heart drops. Tsubaki has already removed her bra, and she’s currently pulling her underwear down her legs. She glances up, seeing my dumbfounded expression. Removing her underwear entirely, she mumbles shyly, “Did you expect me to shower naked?”
“N-No! I’m sorry. You look lovely.”
God, it’s so hard not to stare. And I can’t tell if she wants me to or not. Hopefully, she does, because my eyes are glued to her naked body. She passes me to get into the shower, and I quickly pull my pants and boxers off so I can follow her.
I’m not ashamed to say that my manhood is standing at full attention as I step into the shower with Tsubaki. I’d be an idiot or blind not to be aroused right now. She glances down at it and smiles slightly before turning to the water. The shower head rains down on her, wetting her hair and sending little streams down her naked body. I slowly move behind her, my hands resting on her hips.
“Am I allowed to be handsy?” I murmur, leaning down to her ear. Nodding, she turns a bit to look at me.
“Why do you think I invited you?”
My heart flutters with pure excitement, and I step closer so my tip presses against her lower back. The pressure increases as she steps back ever so slightly. I love it when she does things like that—things to prove that I’m not the only one brimming with desire.
The water patters against my head as I lean down to kiss her neck. My hands move up and down her sides, touching her breasts and her belly and her hips. Everything is so perfect and malleable. She’s like pure gold.
Tsubaki sighs, leaning her head back on my shoulder. I kiss her on the lips and then pull back, reaching for the soap. She opens her eyes, following my movements.
“This seems like an excuse to touch me more.” She says, grinning as I squirt the body wash into my hand.
“It is,” I reply, and the way she steps away from the water and turns to face me fully shows that she doesn’t mind one bit.
There’s a part of me that, when I look at her, feels entirely unworthy. Where do I even start? It’s like a sculptor deciding where to begin chipping into the stone before him. I decide to just go top to bottom, my hands reaching out to lather soap onto her shoulders and then down her arms.
I can hardly handle the way she watches me as I clean her. She keeps that little grin as she gazes up at my face. If my face wasn’t already red from the hot water, it sure is now. I’m not used to being… admired.
“You’re staring,” I mutter as I run my hands up and down her torso.
“You have no room to complain about my staring.” Tsubaki retorts smoothly, “And besides, it’s only because you’re so handsome.”
“You’re such a liar.” I have to step closer to reach her back, my arms curling around her. That just means she gets to be even closer to my face as she continues her staring.
“I am not. You have a very appealing face.”
“Maybe now. I used to look like I was one foot in the grave.”
“Hard worker?” She assumes, and I consider asking if her cursed technique really does allow her to read minds.
Slowly, I lower myself in front of her to wash her legs. When I look up to respond, she seems a bit flustered.
“Yes,” I say quietly, my hands moving up her thighs and close to her center. But I don’t touch it quite yet, “I was a workaholic with no friends and a poor appetite.”
Tsubaki watches me, maybe not taking my words in fully. She’s focused on my hands and the way they go further and further up with each lathering motion.
“And what are you now…?” She asks softly.
Finally, my fingers move up to her folds, dipping between them. Tsubaki’s breath hitches, and she plants her hand on the tile wall to steady herself. I don’t penetrate her. Not yet. My fingers move back and forth a few times, getting used to what she feels like in this most sensitive area. Then my thumb finds its home on that little bundle of nerves, and Tsubaki seems to melt.
“All I really care about now is being yours,” I murmur as I focus on what is in front of me.
Before long, she has to lean against the wall so as not to stumble over. Her legs are trembling. She’s moaning. And I’m grinning ear to ear as I watch her. My thumb never ceases its circular movements. I only stop to replace it with my tongue.
“Oh, god, Hiromi…” Tsubaki’s hand goes to my hair, holding onto it as I pleasure her.
I start by focusing my tongue on her clitoris before moving further between her legs, tasting her entrance, and burying my nose between her folds. She’s having an even harder time staying upright now. I place my hands firmly on the backs of her thighs to support her, my fingertips sinking into her supple flesh.
If she’d let me, I would do this for hours. But she eventually pushes my head away, her hands shaking. I look up to see her panting and hazy with euphoria. I think I made her orgasm.
“I’m gonna fall over if you keep going…” She says breathlessly. However proud it would make me to see that happen, I still stand up and take her hands to help.
“Sorry,” I say, but I can tell that I don’t look remorseful at all. I’m in too good a mood. She laughs softly and leans in to rest her head on my shoulder.
“You were scarily good at that,” Tsubaki says, her voice quiet as the patter of water muffles it. I place my hands on her back and press a kiss to the side of her head.
“Well, I was enjoying myself,” I reply in a low voice, “And enjoying you.”
Tsubaki is quiet for a moment before lifting her head. She seems hesitant to speak, which I don’t understand at all. What could she possibly say to make me any less obsessed with her?
“Hiromi, um… if you had it your way, how… how far would you want to go?” She asks in a whisper. I just stare down at her for a moment, my heart beginning to pound. Now I’m the one hesitating. How am I supposed to look her in the eyes and tell her that I would fuck her bareback right now if she would let me? I used to be so concerned with accidental pregnancies and infections, but all of that is gone from my mind in this moment.
“As far as you’d let me,” I reply seriously, one of my hands trailing down to her hip.
Tsubaki slowly nods in understanding, her eyes still fixed on mine. Her lips separate to respond, and I can practically feel the tension in her mind bleeding into the air around us.
“I think I’m at that point, too.” She says quietly.
I’m afraid my reaction is perhaps less gentlemanly than I usually expect from myself. But I can hardly contain my excitement. In an instant, I have her pinned against the wall of the shower, eliciting a small squeak of surprise from her. My hand curls under her thigh and pulls it up. Then, I remember myself and give her a quick kiss before looking back down.
I grasp the base of my length with my free hand and guide it between her legs. Her hands hold onto my shoulders tightly as I move my tip through her folds. The stimulation causes my mouth to drop open slightly.
“Mmh…” She hums a moan into my ear as my tip glides through her wetness. Then I find her entrance and position myself there. I feel her grip on my shoulders get a little tighter.
As I start to push in, I move my head to look directly into Tsubaki’s eyes. Her eyebrows tilt upwards as I slide inside. I groan, my eyes half-hooded as I maintain the shared gaze.
“It’s… really big…” She pants as I start to move in and out.
“Do you need me to stop?”
“God, no.”
A breathy chuckle escapes me as I look down at where we’re joined. My hips move faster, causing both of us to moan. She wraps her arms around me and hides her face in my neck. I close my eyes, focusing on the sensations.
She’s soaked from the foreplay, and she’s so, so warm. Her breasts press against my chest as I move inside of her. I can feel her wet skin under my hands. Once again, I’m terrified of finishing quickly. Between periods of fast motion, I slow down for a few seconds to prevent that from happening.
As all of these thoughts and sensations are swirling through my mind, Tsubaki is making such beautiful sounds. She moans heavily each time I thrust a little deeper. She gasps when I change angles. And when I go fast for a while, her voice gets squeaky. I fucking love it.
I stop caring so much about coming fast and just let my instincts take over. As I open my eyes, my arm loops up underneath her other thigh, picking her up off the tile floor and pressing her fully between my chest and the wall. She clings to me tightly, moaning a little louder. I thrust up into her at a fast pace, groaning against the side of her head.
“Fuck…” I mutter, my jaw clenched, “I’m close.”
“Don’t stop…”
“I won’t, love.”
I lose the ability to speak after that. My mind becomes single-focused as I pound into her, grunting under my breath. She wraps her legs around my hips, sending a shockwave of pleasure through me. Sucking in a shaky gasp, I bury my cock as deep as it will go.
I’ve never orgasmed so hard in my life. It just seems to keep coming and coming as I continue little thrusting motions. Tsubaki trembles against me, her hands splayed out across my back. Finally, the intense ecstasy starts to fade, and I slowly let Tsubaki’s legs down. Even once her feet are planted on the tile, I hold her waist to ensure she doesn’t collapse.
“Are you alright…?” My chest rises and falls with heavy breaths as I reach up to cup her cheek. She nods, and I huff softly, “Tell me this isn’t a risky time of the month.”
Tsubaki laughs and shakes her head, “No… I would have warned you.”
“That’s true. You’re more sensible than me.”
We both laugh, and I lean forward to press my forehead against hers, closing my eyes. After a pause, Tsubaki’s voice comes out softly, “Tomorrow, we’ll probably have to venture out. You know… keep playing the game.” My eyes slowly open, and I pull back just an inch. I must be frowning, because a regretful look crosses her face, “Maybe I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
“No,” I cut in quickly, shaking my head, “It’s okay. You’re right.”
Tsubaki frowns, her gaze shifting to the side, “I wish we could just stay in the theater forever.”
I soften a fraction at that, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek.
“Everything will be alright,” I say quietly, “We’ll come back here in one piece every time. As long as I get to come home to you, whatever happens out there doesn’t matter. I have my Cecily now.” Tsubaki’s lips curl up in a smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners.
“And I have my Hiromi.” She murmurs, tiptoeing up to be closer to my face. My heart skips a beat, and I nod, realizing my mistake.
“My Tsubaki.” I whisper as I lean in, pressing my lips to hers.