'Bath Time II'
-Disclaimer: Ken Akamatsu wrote 'Love Hina' and he owns the rights. This tale written for fun, and I seek no re-dress from it.
-Writer's Note: I wrote this in an attempt to unblock my creative processes once again, I hope it works.
This is a continuation of a short story which had featured my favorite couple.
Now…
It was summer, and Keitaro found himself alone with Kitsune.
Waking up next to her in his futon just about every morning was a surprise all of its own. At one time, he never thought that it would ever occur.
Other things though occurred in his futon that often caused him a bloody nose or some messy boxers.
When you have a woman as gorgeous as Kitsune, both happened on a regular basis. Although, she has been more than willing to help him with the latter.
Especially before or after they bathed together.
Here is an example of that.
One night needing a wash and a soak after a hard day of labor around the old place. He finally had repaired the ceiling between his and a certain brunette's room.
On a stool washing himself off with some great smelling soap his girlfriend had brought for him, Keitaro said, "I hope Naru isn't too pissed that I repaired that hole."
Behind him, a door had opened and a bikini clad Kitsune came in. She had heard her boyfriend's comment and replied with, "Fuck her, it's your house." She was not happy with her estranged friend's tsundere tendencies and had even told her never to flirt with or go near him.
Over the past few months, Kitsune had become extremely possessive and protective of Keitaro. The only exception to that rule was a certain petite chef.
"But, but…," stammered Keitaro as the woman he loved came up behind him.
As she knelt, Kitsune said, "Sweetie, whatever happens I will stand with you. I am not afraid of any consequences from our resident tsundere bitches."
Forgetting where he was for a moment, Keitaro turned and looked at the Fox. Her eyes were open wide, a gentle smile was on her face and she had picked up a sponge to take over the washing of his body. Keitaro gulped when he realized how little she had on.
"Like it, sweetie. I just received it in the mail yesterday," she said scrubbing his back, "Running the teashop has allowed me the luxury to buy many sexy things for your perusal." Her candor was totally honest.
Her words and what he felt next across his back had him in a painful conundrum and almost caused his nose to bleed.
Breathing after a moment of almost blissful ecstasy, Keitaro asked, "Are you trying to kill me or something, Kit-chan?" He was slightly indignant, because she always did that to him.
"A little blood loss won't kill you, sweetie," replied the playful Vixen, "Besides, when have you ever objected to me teasing you a little bit."
"Is 'a little bit' the objective phrase in this case?" he asked as she continued to rub certain bare objects across his back.
Reaching around and hugging him close, Kitsune gently kissed his neck while she pressed her large assets against him.
"I love you, Kei-kun," she confessed and then leaned away to get a bucket to rinse the soap off him.
Stunned by her admission, he looked at her smiling face and queried, "You do?" He missed what was below her shoulders for that reason.
Nodding, the Fox leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Pouring warm water over him, she nodded again and thought, 'He is very handsome without those dorky glasses.'
They switched places.
Keitaro noticed that she had somehow put her top back to its proper place. But for how long?
When he began to wash her, Keitaro avoided certain areas as he gently went over her with a sponge.
'What else do I have to do?' thought Kitsune at the shyness of the man she loved. But that was one of the reasons why she loved him so much, as he treated her with respect.
Having already given her boyfriend permission to touch her anywhere, Kitsune turned lascivious and in a vulpine tone purred, "I meant everywhere."
Still, Keitaro hesitated as he began to wash her sides.
Slightly frustrated, Kitsune decided to escalate things and show the man she loved what to do. When he went around to her back again, she reached up and untied the top to her bikini.
That stopped Keitaro in his tracks. Slight dribble of blood.
"Okay then," she whispered as she reached back for his hands. Once she had a firm hold on his wrists, she pulled him forward and brought his arms around her ribcage. Looking down, she made sure his palms faced inwards and pressed his hands into position.
"Oh," he squeaked with a gulp. They had had sex and he had fondled her before, but it was either in his room or in hers.
With his hands ensconced where she wanted them, Kitsune placed her arms back around his neck and said, "That was what I meant by all of me."
MOAN! (Female in origin)
With a goofy smile plastered on his face, Keitaro sat next to Kitsune in the warm water after he had rinsed her off.
Her smile was one of contentment as she held hands with the man she loved.
Calmly, Keitaro turned and looked at Kitsune, he asked, "Would you spend the night with me, Kit-chan?"
Having looked backed at him, Kitsune's reply was a silent nod and a beaming face.
The bath finished, they dried each other off and went inside.
Outside the door to his room, she said, "I see that you finally realized what all of me meant."
Keitaro slid his door open, Kitsune kissed his cheek, and went inside with a huge smile.
The door slid shut after he went inside.
Good night, folks…