The Bathtime
As you closed your eyes and enjoyed the warm sensation, strong hands wrapped around your waist and brought you closer to another warm body.
"Mmm. What a nice feeling." Chrollo mumbled as he spun you around, rinsing both you and he off in the stream.
"The water? Or my body against yours?" You asked as your ran your hands through your hair, soaking it.
"Both. Of course." He tipped his head so that it blocked the water from raining down on you. He let the liquid do its job and rinse out the gel residue in his hair.
"Brr, don't block it all, jerk." You pushed him so that you had a bit more water. He chuckled softly and pulled his head back.
"Do you want bubbles, smelly?"
"If I'm smelly, then you're rancid." You poked his nipple, causing him to recoil and cover his sensitive spots. "And nah, that stuff can really irritate the vagina."
"I wouldn't want that. Are you ready?" He kept covering his nipples as he looked down at you with wet hair.
"Yeah, I guess." You reached over and turned off the water, looking over at the bath. He had been right, it was pretty large. In fact, there was three spigots filling the thing and it was only half full.
"That tub isn't even full yet. I'm going to be so cold, I freeze where I stand." You whined as you clung to Chrollo's heat-radiating body.
He laughed at you, but held you close enough that you heard the comforting thump of his heart. His hands ran through your hair, finger combing it to his best ability. "I just wanted to say, that your face looks funny as fuck." You sighed. "But your body is still on par, so you're lucky I'm still into you."
"I was waiting for you to say that shit. Let me take the higher road and just ignore you. How are your injuries, Hana? How are you?" He decided now was an appropriate time to check in.
"They hurt, but Machi did a great job with the stitches. So physically, I'm recovering, no big deal." You traced the blue veins that you could see through his pale skin.
"Emotionally?" He cooed as he rubbed his cheek against your head.
"Emotionally? Why would it matter?"
"Are you kidding? Emotional and mental health are incredibly important. Just as much as the physical." He began pulling you towards the rapidly filling bath. Seeing as it was just a hole in the floor, you wanted to be careful not to slip into it.
"Fine, whatever. I don't know, I'm kind of upset about what happened. It was humiliating. Plus, I thought you were going to die and I thought to myself 'there goes my best fuck'." You laughed bitterly, knowing that you were covering actual emotional distress with a bad joke. You were almost as bad a Chrollo. "How are you?"
"Physically, my face hurts. That kid really did a number on me. Unfairly, might I add. I was tied up. It was like beating up a pillow." He pouted as you as he stepped into the water. "Sit on the ledge."
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