"I think I'm going to go take a bath," I say, arching my back and stretching my arms over my head. The comment rouses my sleepy companion, Bane, from his spot on the couch.
"...Hmm?" He opens his eyes and sits up, looking around. "What did you say?"
"I said, I'm going to go take a bath. Go back to sleep, Bane. Sorry I woke you." I laugh and walk off to the bathroom, closing the doors behind me. Its not often that I take baths, to be honest, mainly because of the time involved. I don't get too much free time to sit around and do nothing by myself. So, on this sleepy little Saturday night, I figure I may as well enjoy myself in the tub, watch a little SNL, and then go to bed. Hardly exciting, but I'm still looking forward to it. Besides, Bane was tired from going out about town earlier, and from not getting much sleep the night before.
I turn on the TV, lean over the bathtub, and begin to draw the water. I strip off my clothes and sit on the edge of the tub, watching TV, adding bubbles to my water, and lighting candles. Hey, I may as well make an evening of it, after all.
I turn off the lights, draw the curtains, pull my hair back, and slip into the tub. The water and bubbles reach almost to my neck, and I smirk lightly as I run my hands over my breasts, and squeeze them lightly. I take a brief moment to find amusement in how I cannot even hold one of my breasts in both my hands. I'm much too small to be that racked, but luckily for me, being rather buxom runs in the family. I giggle to myself and let my hands fall from my chest to the side of the tub, leaning back against the tub, breathing a soft, content sigh. The only light is the light of a TV and the few candles I'd lit. It was relaxing, and I soon find myself closing my eyes and beginning to drift in and out of sleep. I hear the TV shut off, and the stereo click on. I open an eye sleepily, and look up. I'm met with the hard gaze of Bane standing in his boxers before me. I look him up and down a few times, noting the straning erection trapped behind the fabric of his boxers. I catch myself smirking, and I gaze up at his eyes.
"...Can I help you?" I ask, lowering my voice a little. Bane shifts uneasily, staring at me, unmoving. I clear my throat and speak again, using "the voice" as Bane calls it. "...Is there something you need?"
He looks at me, shaking his head and stepping forward a little. He pulls off his boxers, letting them fall to the floor. He steps forward to the tub, and climbs in opposite of me. My eyes meet his, but his gaze is still hard, still unmoving from mine. He reaches forward and takes my hand, pulling me to him, so my back is against his chest. He reaches down in the water and slowly begins to rub the head of his hard cock against the base of my spine. He leans forward, nuzzling his nose and lips into the side of my neck, growling softly.
"You feel that?" He growls into my ear, nuzzling my earlobe with his nose and lips. "This is what you do to me. After you told me you were going to take a bath, I couldn't stop thinking about it." His lips trail down my neck, to the curve of my collarbone. He kisses it lightly, removing his hand from his cock and sliding it around between my thighs. His fingers work their way to my clit with ease, rubbing and caressing it lightly. I squirm against his hand, a soft gasp escaping. "All I could think about was you... In here..." He plays his fingers around my clit, his other hand reaching up and taking hold of my breast, pushing my body back against his. "...And how badly you needed fucked..." He grins, hearing a helpless moan escape my throat. He works a finger inside of my wet pussy, chuckling at the soft squeal I let out. "Mmm. I've wanted you all day."
"...Mmm." I find myself already slick and ready to go, the feeling of his fingers quickly working me into that hot, lightheaded feeling I get when he touches me like that. I'm very aroused. "Oh god..." I breathe as he works another finger into my tight pussy. He chuckles, kissing and sucking on my neck.
