Dameon : Soaped Up

"What are you doing?" He blurts out, his hands warmer than earlier as he had tested the temperature of the water.

"N-nothing..." I averted my gaze, embarrassed of how clumsy I was.

"Well, while we wait for it to fill up, I'll sud you up." He chuckled, his fingers now touching me lewdly as I felt my cheeks blush.

"I— I can bathe after you're done!" I exclaimed, face feeling hot as he shook his head in disapproval.

"We've already taken one together before. What's the big deal? I've seen you naked so often I'm used to it." Dameon reasons with me, ignoring my protests as he pulls me towards him and pumps some soap onto his hand before lathering it onto my body.

I stay put in his arms, the cold liquid warming against my skin as his hands caressed my body. He trails his hands down my arms, lathering them in soap until they are coated in bubbles before easing his way down my chest where he lingers.