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I drop my boxers and climb in after her, and she levels a glare at me.
“What?” I ask innocently, splashing her a little with the water. I grab a washcloth and get it wet, then beckon for her to get closer. “Come here. I’ll clean your face.”
She tries to snatch the cloth away from me. “I can do it,” she says. “I’m a grown woman.”
I don’t relinquish my grip on it. “I said, I’ll clean your face. Come on, kitten. Let me pamper you. It won’t hurt you to let me bathe you. I’ve already eaten you out and fucked you.”
“You did part of that when I was unconscious, you sick bastard,” she mutters, still glowering at me.
I smirk, unashamed of what I’d done. “Your body loved it.”
Her cheeks are flushed, and while I know it has something to do with the heat of the water, that’s not all that’s affecting her.
“Now shh, kitten. Let me bathe you,” I coax, slowly, gently, running it along her cheek. The dried cum doesn’t come off easily, but I take my time wiping her clean. I wish I could leave it there, but I want her to relax around me.
We can always leave her a debauched mess again another time.
She’s quiet as I clean off her face, likely enjoying the feeling of it being stripped away.
“Rinse your face,” I tell her. “And get your hair wet. Do you like scalp massages?”
“I don’t need your scalp massages,” she grumbles, but she splashes her face clean and leans back to get her hair wet.
I hide my smile. “But I give the best ones,” I promise her. “Let me wash your hair, then I’ll wash the rest of you.”
“I can bathe myself,” she says again, but she doesn’t fight me this time. She’s still as I pour some of the floral-scented shampoo into my hand and urge her closer, pulling her until she rests between my legs in the water with my hard dick pressing right against her back. At first, I think she’ll complain, but she just squirms a little.
I start to rub the shampoo into her hair, taking my time, and I massage her scalp as I go. I don’t have much by way of fingernails, but I scratch lightly through the thick, luscious locks as I make sure they’re completely coated in the soap. By the end of it, she’s completely relaxed against me, hard cock or not.
“Time to rinse your hair,” I whisper to her. “Then we’ll do this again, but with conditioner. All right?”
She nods a little sluggishly, like she’s sleepy or something, and I smile in triumph. She’s relaxing, which is just what I need. Oh, she’s going to be a fighting hellcat soon enough again, but I’m enjoying the feeling of her lax body against mine.
We rinse her hair together, and I condition it just like I’d shampooed it before. Again, she lets me, and I let the product sit in her hair for a moment before we rinse again.
Then it’s time to bathe her.
“Stay still,” I tell her, my voice light and almost playful, emboldened by her good behavior throughout the bath. I lather up the washcloth with soap and turn her around, starting up high around her neck and slowly working my way down. She tenses when I wash her breasts, but I just clean around them innocently and continue down.
I have something more than sex in mind after we finish this bath, and she’s not going to like it. Might as well have her calm so I get a few minutes of peace. I want to do this more, so she needs to get used to it.
I catch myself mid-thought. Well, it won’t be for that much longer, but still. She’s just here until we can negotiate with her father, however long that takes.
I can’t deny that I hope it takes longer.
I tease around her inner thighs, just long enough for her to tense again, then I start bathing lower. Her thighs, her calves, down to her feet. Only when I’m finished everywhere else do I return to her core.
“Now part your pretty legs, kitten, and let me bathe you here. You want to be clean everywhere, don’t you?”
Lucia tries to snatch the cloth again; again, I don’t let her. Her cunt isours, whether she wants to admit it or not. I get to play with it, I get to fuck it, I get to clean it, and soon… I get to shave it.
She’s neatly trimmed, but I’m sure she’s not going to like being completely bare, especially when I’m the one to do the work. That’s fine. Angel should be awake by now, and with his help, it’ll be easy to get her like we want her.
She grits her teeth but lets me bathe her, even when I make sure and get between her folds.
“Good girl,” I praise her, kissing her throat. “Such a good kitten.”
She very nearly growls, and I laugh.
