Stealing Spree

The water rippled violently with every thrust, spilling over the tub’s edge in frantic waves that soaked the floor.

Nao’s back arched against the porcelain as she threw her head back. Her hair plastered to her neck and shoulders like liquid moonlight. Each time I slammed into her, a neediest moan would escape her mouth, like she was finally letting go of every apology she still carried inside.

“Ruki… Ahh… Harder,” She gasped as she grasped my shoulders tightly, her fingernails seemingly trying to dig into my skin, “Don’t you dare hold back tonight.”

Of course, I wasn’t planning to.

I hooked one of her legs higher over my hip, opening her wider, and drove in deeper. The angle made her cry out loudly. It was sharp, broken and beautiful. Her walls clenched around me like she was trying to pull me in and never let go.

“Mhm. That’s it,” I pushed my lips on her neck, nibbling on it, almost biting on her skin as I whispered. “Let me hear you. Let me feel only you.”

Nao’s answer was a whimper that turned into my name, over and over, like a prayer she couldn’t stop. Her hips rolled up to meet every thrust, greedy and desperate as she chased the heat we’d both been starving for.

Water splashed everywhere. Steam curled thick around us. The scent of bathwater and sex filled my lungs until there was nothing else in the world.

I slid a hand between us, thumb finding her clit with practiced ease. The second I pressed down, Nao shattered.

“Ahh… Ruki, I’m cumming. Hngggh~!”

Her whole body seized and then quivered uncontrollably as her thighs trembled around my waist as she came. Her inner muscles fluttered so hard she dragged me right to the edge with her.

I buried my face in her neck, biting more just enough to mark her as I thrust once, twice more. Then spilled deep inside her with a rough groan that felt ripped out of my chest.

We stayed locked together like that for quite a while. Panting and shaking as water still rippled gently around us like it was trying to calm two idiots who’d just tried to drown in each other.

Moments later, Nao was the first to laugh. It was the kind of laugh that was soft, breathless and full of her affection.

“Ugh… You… absolute brute,” She murmured, fingers threading lazily through my wet hair. “I said fill me with love, not rearrange my insides.”

I huffed a laugh against her collarbone, still inside her, not ready to move yet. “You literally begged me to fuck you, Nao. Don’t blame me for following instructions. And you don’t say I did not fill you with my love… I’ll do it over and over again.”

She pinched my side playfully before cupping my cheeks. Without wasting any words, our lips met and shared another splendid kiss as a fitting end for this moment.

Eventually, I pulled out slowly, earning a tiny, oversensitive whine from her, and turned her around in my arms so her back was against my chest again.

The water had cooled a little, but neither of us cared. I reached for the other showerhead near the tub, switched it to warm, and let it rain down over us both as I washed her gently and reverently.

Every swipe of my hands over her skin felt like an apology and a promise at the same time.

Nao leaned heavily against me, drowsy and sated, letting me take care of her the way she always took care of me.

“Cookies still on the table?” I asked quietly as my lips brushed her earlobe.

She hummed, turning her head just enough to press a lazy kiss to my jaw.

“After this? You’re helping me bake three batches. And you’re taste-testing every single one.”

“Even if they’re burnt?”

“Especially if they’re burnt. You don’t get to complain after wrecking me like that. Besides, those three are waiting for us… We have to show something for why we’re late… I don’t care what you want to do while we wait for the cookies to bake though.”

“Got it. I gotta spoil my Nao more.”

After washing up properly and clearing the tub that had already been mixed by our combined juices, I carried Nao out of the bathroom the same way I’d carried the others. One arm under her knees, the other supporting her back, her body limp and warm against my chest like a satisfied cat.

The towel I’d wrapped around her had slipped halfway down, exposing the fresh marks blooming across her collarbone and the tops of her breasts. She didn’t even try to fix it. She just nuzzled into my neck and let out a sleepy, smug little hum.

“Put me down, idiot,” She mumbled against my skin, voice hoarse from screaming my name minutes ago. “I can walk.”

“No chance. My legs still work. Yours don’t.”

She pinched my arm weakly, but the way she tightened her hold on my neck told me she wasn’t actually complaining.

Instead of going up the stairs, we went to the living room and then to the connected kitchen and dining area of our house.

Placing her down on top of the kitchen counter, I let the towel fall completely open. Nao didn’t even flinch. She just arched a lazy brow at me, her legs dangling and thighs still trembling from earlier. The faint red marks I’d left on her collarbone and breasts looked obscene under the warm kitchen lights, like I’d signed my name across her skin in bite marks and hickeys.

“You’re staring again,” She murmured but her lips curved into that quiet, knowing smile. She’s fascinated by my own fascination for her.

“Can you blame me?” I stepped between her knees, hands sliding up her thighs just to feel her shiver. “You look so beautiful like this. My favorite sight.”

Nao rolled her eyes, but the flush creeping down her chest already told me how much she loved hearing that. “Idiot. We’re supposed to be baking, not round two on the counter.”

“Yet,” I corrected, leaning in to kiss the fresh bruise just above her left breast. She sucked in a tiny breath, fingers curling against my shoulders.

“Cookies first. Then I’ll have dessert.”

She swatted my arm half-heartedly. “What an insatiable guy. Is this why you can get all of us?”

“Perhaps? But in hindsight, my stamina is also honed by all of you. I won’t be this greedy without you.”

“Yeah. Right… Now, help me down, Ruki. I need flour, sugar, and good vanilla. And get us some clothes. I don’t trust you near an oven while naked.”

I snorted, stole one more kiss, then finally let her slide off the counter. Her legs wobbled the second her feet hit the tile. I caught her by the waist before she could glare.

“Told you. Legs don’t work.”

“Shut up,” She muttered, but leaned into me anyway, pressing her face into my neck for a second like she still needed the contact. “Just… hold me a little longer.”

So I did. Stood there in the quiet kitchen, her body soft and warm against mine. The house was a little rowdy upstairs. Azusa, Hanabi, and Akane were probably discussing something. Most likely, I’m their topic again. With those three, you never knew.

Eventually, Nao pulled back, brushed her lips over mine once, sweet and chaste this time, then padded barefoot to the pantry. I watched her go, towel barely clinging to her hips now, and felt that familiar ache in my chest that had nothing to do with lust.

I went upstairs to get our clothes and checked on the three girls and Miwa-nee. When I told Akane about the cookies, she seemed to remember that the tea I asked her to make was still in the kitchen. After all, she didn’t want to brew it right away, knowing that it’d take me a long while to finish bathing with all of them.

Akane and the other two were already in their sleepwear, and I almost got locked in by them on the bed. I thought at least Hanabi would be in a pair of pajamas but she’s surprisingly in a loose tank top and shorts. Azusa was in a red negligee while her long blonde hair remained untied. Next to Akane, who was in her usual sexy white lace set that fully accentuates her figure, the two of them looked absolutely stunning. Hanabi kept sneaking glances at them like she was both jealous and trying to memorize them for later. Perhaps, the next time we get to sleep together, she’d also be bold enough to wear something that barely qualifies as clothes. The thought alone made my lips twitch

As for Miwa-nee. She’s already asleep in their room, so I could only sneak in, check on both mother and son, and whisper good night to them.

When I returned downstairs, I brought Nao my oversized shirt and a pair of underwear. She also had her sleepwear in her bag but that’s for later, right? Cookies first. And whatever we were going to do while it baked.