Bathing rituals

Her favorite time of the day was right after she got home from a long and tiring day as an educator in Shujin, when she got to soak in her bathtub and forget about everything. She’d open her door and go straight for the bathroom, turn the hot water on and then proceed to throw her things and clothes over the couch, letting the apartment get steamy and warm. She made sure to turn on the AC in her living room and have a cold beverage in her fridge before going back to the bathroom, the steam thick and her view foggy. Touching the water to test it’s temperature, she couldn’t help the sigh that escaped her lips as she slowly got in the water and her muscles unwound all the accumulated tension in her body.
On those days she forgot everything: her job, her bills, her day-to-day problems and was content to exist solely inside that tub, head rolled back and her naked form submerged in the warm liquid. Plenty of times she outright fell asleep like that, resulting in her fingers getting pruny and her hair’s natural frizz just getting to ridiculous levels. She dared not speak during this sacred ritual, letting reality fade way and becoming just a stray thought in her muffled mind. It was a tad indulging, but she didn’t give a damn; she worked hard and she more than earned her relaxation.
After she met her boyfriend, her life and mood improved so drastically that it’s like she was a whole other person. Her workload got lighter, her stress levels had never been this low and she just felt so loved and needed that she spent all day thinking about him. That was when her ritual underwent a slight change. She had had a killer day applying an exam and grading papers and she knew that when she got home she’d be absolutely gone. She went through all the regular motions and got in the water, but her world didn’t blank out like she thought it would’ve; he still lingered in front of her mind’s eye. She felt amazing: enveloped by warmth and seeing him looking down at her so tenderly, so full of adoration…
She couldn’t help herself. They had restrained themselves, on her insistence that he was too young, and while that put her mind at ease, her body yearned for his. She desperately wanted to feel him touch her, feel his large hands roam over her body and uncover all her secrets. She begged her mind to stop but all she could envision was his face, glassless, looking at her while she felt him rubbing her breasts, her stomach, her thighs and slowly pushing her legs aside. She could almost hear his breathing and feel it tickling her lips, his natural musk invading her senses and sending her nerves aflame. She touched her entrance and a shudder ran up her spine. Her whole body shook and pleaded for more; more pleasure, more movement, more intensity. When she realized it, she was having the best session she had ever had. Her orgasm was intense and she felt the fire inside all of her.
Feeling spent, she basked in the afterglow for a bit before leaving the now room temperature water and going about the rest of her ritual. The bliss in her core was incomparable and she was sure she HAD to do this again. Everything felt relaxed and full of vitality, like she was 10 years younger. She felt silly for acting like a giggly schoolgirl, but she couldn’t deny that that had been DAMN good.
After that, her little ‘finger exercise’ became routine whenever she took a good, long soak. She felt revitalized and nothing came close to relieving her stress, so much so that she became addicted to it. As her relationship evolved, her fantasies got lewder and more elaborate. She couldn’t help it: the boy was HOT. Problem was that he knew it, and he loved teasing her whenever he caught her staring, in class or not. She was mortified and worried: What if someone sees it and puts two and two together? On the other hand, a different side of her reveled in this little game, daring him and herself to go bigger, bolder, more public. They hadn’t said anything to anyone (though she suspected at least Takamaki knew, she had no idea about the other Phantom Thieves) and her womanly instincts screamed at her to stake her claim in front of everyone. To let all other women know that he belonged to her and her alone. Naturally a risk-taker, he rose to the job, with a wink here and a smirk there, once he pinched her ass in the school hallway!
Their little teases always got them hot and bothered and their making out sessions were growing in frequency as well as intensity. She felt horny practically all day now, needing more of her soaks to keep in control. Then, one day out of the blue:
“You smell different.”
It was so sudden that she had to stop her cooking to look at him, he only smiled back, full of affection.
“Wha-?”
She looked in his eyes, her facing showing her confusion and surprise.
“W-What do you mean? D-Do I smell bad?”
“Not at all! I just mean that your natural scent is…different lately.”
She took a sniff of her shirt, but she could’ve sworn that she had these washed just this morning.
“Come with me.”
He grabbed her hand and dragged her all the way to the attic, sitting her down in his couch and plopping down next to her, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. He smelled her hair and her skin, finding it delectable to his senses.
“You smell good. It’s…girlier.”
Her face erupted in a fierce blush and she leaned away, but he just pulled her back against him and laid his head on her shoulder again. Trembling, she raised a hand to his hair and played with it, while he hummed in appreciation. She felt very much like a mother cuddling with her child, or a small pet. The youth looked absolutely adorable, eyes closed and rubbing his cheek on her while she ran her finger through her hair.
“Sometimes I swear you’re more my kid than my boyfriend.” She said with a small smile and a sigh. He caught her teasing tone and wouldn’t help putting on a fake whine.
“Not fair, it’s not my fault you’re so adorable and cuddly.”
She smiled, embarrassed, but continued her actions and, before she knew it, his head was resting on her lap. A memory passed through her mind and she couldn’t help the tremble that ran down her body. Being so close, he caught it easily.
“Are you ok? Are you cold?”
“N-No, I’m fine! It’s just that it was a long day today.”
“Poor sensei, I’m sorry I take so much of your time. I’m such an inconsiderate pupil.”
“Stop that, I was the one that chose to come, remember?”
She tried to keep her composure, but the flood of images kept coming faster and faster. She was helpless to stop the small leak that was happening, and she prayed to whatever God could stop a 17-year-old that her lover didn’t catch on. Suddenly, he started sniffing the air, more like a dog or a cat than a human, and frowned slightly.
“Something smells odd.” He turned his head a bit, than a bit more, until he was face down on her skirted lap. She yelped and tried to get him to sit up, but he didn’t budge. Slowly, he rose and looked at her, a small smile on his otherwise neutral face.
“Is that…?”
She turned away and lowered her hair over her face, which was crimson.
Sorry… I guess I liked being close to you a bit too much…”
“You say that, but the smell is the same as the one you’ve been giving off for a while now. How long has this been going on?” He talked slowly, his voice soft but with a dangerous edge to it. If possible, she got even redder, her hands shaking in her lap as she stuttered out a response:
“I’ve been…picturing you in l-less than decent ways for some time now.”
Unbeknownst to her, his smile grew into a smug grin and he felt proud to have such an effect on his girlfriend. Faking as much innocence as possible, he said:
“You poor thing, you must feel so wound up like this every day.” Then, his voice turned low and husky, dripping with maliciousness. “You know, I can help you with your little ‘inconvenience’. All you have to do is ask.”
She raised her head to look at him so fast he thought she might’ve pulled a muscle. Wide-eyed, she looked at him like he had just sprouted a second head.
“W-w-what are you s-saying?! Are you out of your mind?!”
He raised his hands in mock-surrender so as to not freak her out more.
“I know what you said about us and all, but there are other ways to get you off, you know?” He licked his lips to help her get what he meant. Joker could practically see the steam coming out of her ears.
“Y-y-you…! J-just where did you learn how to say things like that?!”
“C;mon Sadayo, you know I have to play the part of the thief. In this business, information is everything. Someday I might need to seduce my way out of trouble, you know?”
That put her mind on overdrive. She could picture him, bound and struggling, using his silver tongue to, literally, buy his way out of captivity. That image awoke a rage within her and, before she realized what she was saying, exclaimed:
“The only one you’re seducing is me, got it?!” She covered her mouth, but the irritating smirk on her partner’s face was all the confirmation she needed that she heard her loud and clear.
“Oh, is that so? Well, since you’re asking so passionately, it would be an insult not to oblige.”
He dropped to the floor on his knees and pushed her legs apart in one swift movement, before she used both hands to stop his advance.
“Wait!”
He looked up at her, smirk still in full force.
“You don’t want me to?”
She averted her gaze and looked to the side, blushing hard.
“At least let me take the skirt off.”
He grinned up at her and shuffled back, while she unzipped her denim skirt and put it aside and, after hesitating a moment, her panties followed. She looked down and the sight seemed like those she had so many times in the comfort of her warm soaks, which quickly got a reaction out of her body.
“Looks like somebody’s eager.”
“Shut it! Let’s…let’s just get this over with.”
He pouted in faux-hurt and whispered to her:
“Is this just something you want to do and be done with?”
His face just melted her defenses and she couldn’t resist him any longer.
“No…”
“Then why don’t you ask for it like a good girl?”
The audacity! This was all his fault in the first place! She wanted to be mad at him, but her body just couldn’t handle it any longer. With a whine, she looked him in the eyes and begged:
“P-please, l-lick me…”
“Good girl.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Diving right in, he ran his tongue over her folds, using a finger to explore and probe her to see what she liked. He had no actual experience with this, faking his way this far, but he had some “theoretical” knowledge to fall back on. Using slow movements, he tried the little he had heard about while she panted and moaned above him. She put a hand on his head and pulled him against her gently and he figured he must’ve been doing something right. He licked the little nub above her entrance and she gasped, electricity running up her back.
“Mmmm!”
She sounded absolutely delicious and he couldn’t help getting eager himself. Using his thumb to rub the little dot, he pushed his tongue inside and she groaned, pushing him against her crotch harder. He used his appendage to rub and massage her walls, her fluids leaving her taste in his mouth and making him redouble his efforts. His actions were rewarded with sweet-sounding moans and whines, and sometimes she moaned out his name or asked for more. He leaned back a bit and inserted a digit in her core, causing her to clench her hand in his hair, but it was worth it. He alternated rocking his finger in and out and licking at her entrance, all the while circling and rubbing her clit in different directions.
“So good…!”
Deciding to push it, he put in a second finger, and then a third. She gasped again and a second hand found the mop of his hair, while her breathing got quicker and shallower. He resumed his movements for a few more minutes until he felt her clenching on his digits.
“Oh god…I-I’m gonna…!”
Deciding to pull one last trick he heard of, he rocked his fingers in and out fast, then carefully and gently bit her clit just enough that she woulf feel it. That was the last straw ans she came undone. Groaning loudly, she smashed his face to her nether region and let it out full force in his face and mouth. The orgasm fried all ner nerves and she rode the waves of pleasure until she felt numb. Her whole body relaxed and she slumped in the ratty old couch, while the leader of the Phantom Thieves slowly leaned away and rose to meet her.
“So, you feel better now?”
She panted, catching her breath before whispering:
“You’re so much better in person…”
“Oh? I’m glad you like my technique.”
He sat next to her and admired his handiwork. She positively glowed with satisfaction and his heart beat faster knowing that he was the cause for that. Sadayo’s head was still spinning when she noticed him staring at her, still wearing that infuriating smug grin. That was when she got an idea to wipe it off his face, and a way to back at him for all the teasing. She leaned in towards him, pressing her breasts together for maximum cleavage put her mouth right next to his ear. Breathing on it, she put on her best sultry voice:
“Next time, it’s your turn…”
That was when Joker discovered they had a ritual in common, but it was a lot harder to be alone in a common bathhouse.