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Her hand reached forward upon being called in by Mrs. Campbell and turned the door to the bathroom. She struggled to take slow deep breaths, keeping her heartbeat from thumping wildly against her chest. Anxious feelings were making that difficult, and so was the flush that was already making its way up the red head's neck and up her cheeks.
She swallowed hard when she saw that Naomi wasn't wearing a swimming costume at all… rather she was in some black, lacy, boy shorts styled knickers and a matching bra. Gina quickly left the room, feeling that her daughter was in safe hands. Chocolate orbs took in the sight, but made her looks brief, not wanting to make her feelings as clear as she figured they already were.
Naomi watched curiously as Emily walked in. She had purposely told her mother that her underclothes would be fine, and knowing her mother was more hippy than anything else, she knew she wouldn't have a problem with that. It was kind of a test, to see what the red head's reaction would be, but the look in her eyes when she walked in and took in her slender, nearly naked, form… was much stronger than she expected. She was suddenly glad that her mother had left all too quickly, and all of a sudden, she was feeling shy and nervous.
Emily's eyes looked around until she found a few types of body soap. One of them obviously belonged to Kieran, it was called "Winter Splash" or something of the sort, which still left 3 other flavors. "Um… so would you prefer lavender, red raspberry, or vanilla?" Part of her already knew the answer, it was the same scent she had smelled on her the first time they had met, but she didn't want to assume.
"Lavender, please," came the almost inaudible reply from the blond.
The younger Fitch twin kept her concentration on the task at hand. It was something she had to keep her mind focused on… she needed her discipline now more than ever. Her eyes looked around for a washcloth or something else of the sort, but when she looked to Naomi with her eyebrows lifted in question and the liquid soap bottle in her hand, she couldn't even voice her question.
"I usually just use my hands… but… there are some towels and such outside in a cabinet."
Emily considered it for a minute just how this was going to work. Naomi was already holding herself up with both arms on either side of the tub, and if the red head were to take one arm off to clean it… would Naomi be able to keep herself up with only one arm. The only thing she could think of was if she were to strip down to her knickers as well and get in with the blond, so if nothing else she could have one hand to help hold Naomi above water while the other cleaned her. She had already decided that she'd just use her hands with the soap instead of a cloth when she spoke, "I… I think it might be easier if I were to get in with you… so I can make sure you stay above water, yeah?"
Naomi's jaw dropped at the question, and she was suddenly glad she had no feeling down south, because she was already hot without having the pulsing feeling between her legs. Her throat cleared, "If you think that'd be easiest, sure."
The twin let out a breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding and nodded her head only once. She kneeled down for a moment to set the soap down before she stood back up and flipped her shoes off. Emily kept her back to the blond, but she could swear she could feel the crystalline orbs taking in her form as she took of her top and bottoms leaving her in a deep blue matching set of knickers and bra. She stood there for a minute, struggling to keep her composure with her back to the stunningly beautiful blond.
Naomi found herself biting down on her lower lip as she watched the strip show playing out before her eyes. She meant to avert her gaze, to give the red head some privacy, but she couldn't seem to tear her gaze away. Her heart was beating double time, and she could feel a flurry of butterflies creating a hurricane in her stomach. She recognized this feeling, even if it didn't come with the feeling that usually found its place at the apex of her thighs. The blond was actually glad that she wasn't going to be ruled by the need that would have driving her mad by watching the fit red undressing before her. Her eyes moved from the muscular form up to Emily's eyes as she turned around, and Naomi couldn't help but lick her lips suggestively.
The younger Fitch turned around to see that her suspicions were true… Naomi had been perving on her. She would have smiled, would have said something if she wouldn't have seen the pink muscle slip between the blond's lips to lick them. Any thoughts were lost. Brown orbs just looked down into azure pools before she was able to compose herself.
Emily swallowed and stepped into the water, setting a foot on the outside of each of Naomi's limp legs. She lowered herself down slowly until she lowered her knees to set on either side of the blond's thighs. "Are you okay?" She asked softly.
"If you're meaning to ask if you're hurting me… the answer is no. I can't feel anything, Emsy, remember?" She was way harsher than she had intended, and felt instantly bad about it and actually decided to voice this fact, "I'm sorry. It's… it's just a hard thing to take in."
The voice had stung quite a bit, but the apology made it at least slightly better. She leaned over to pick up the soap and poured some into her palm. Emily rubbed her hands together, keeping her eyes locked on with the blues she was starting to fall into every time they met.
Her hands moved forward and started to run her soapy hands over Naomi's shoulders, upper chest, then along her arms. It was almost more of a massage than it was to clean, but the blond wasn't going to complain. The feel of her skin sliding against hers, even if it was to clean her up, was magnificent. Naomi's hands were holding on tightly to the rim of the tub, but she let her head fall back to rest and relax.
The moment the blue orbs closed as the blond head tilted backwards, the red head faltered. She didn't have the gaze holding her rooted in place and her chocolate orb moved down to the body below her. Her bottom lip slipped between her teeth and she felt her body heating up. 'Get a hold of yourself, Fitch!' she thought to herself as she continued to moved her soapy hands along the blond's stomach and she hesitated above her thighs, and decided to have Naomi lean forward to get her back before doing (no pun intended) her bottom half. The red head pulled the girl's body forward and slipped her arms around her body to soap up her back, up to her shoulders and down her sides. Emily lifted water up by the handful to wash away the soap from everywhere she had just touched.
"I'll wash your legs next, and then we'll get your hair washed."
Emily shifted herself, turning herself around so she would be able to reach the blond's limp legs. She lifted them, one at a time and took her time running her soaped hands along the soft skin. It broke her heart that Naomi couldn't feel anything. Once she was finished, she turned back around, a sad smile across her face, but the blond's head was still relaxing against the rim of the tub. She reached forward before she even realized and her hand slid along the blond's cheek, which caused her head to snap up. Emily pulled her hand away as if it had been burned. "Sorry… I… you looked so peaceful." Her throat cleared. "You ready to wash your hair?"
The blond had actually fallen asleep once the smaller girl had started to clean her unfeeling lower half. It wasn't until her cheek was being caressed that caused her head to pop up, which of course caused Emily to pull her hand away. "Sure. How are we going to manage this?"
"Well, I was going to slide you down and hold onto me so I can have my hands free. Do you think that would work?"
"I um… I don't know. I suppose we can try, just don't try to drown me or anything. I wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight with no legs." She had said it as a joke, but it was obvious by the look on Emily's face that it wasn't a laughing matter.
The red head didn't respond and she scooted up until she was straddling Naomi's hips. She reached back and bent the limp legs so she could slide them both forward so she could dip the blond head into the water. "Ok, now put your arms around me." Emily moved her arms until they were wrapped around her rib cage, and she put both her hands behind Naomi's neck and together they slowly moved her head into the water, keeping her face above the surface.
They had worked together to shampoo, and then condition the blond locks. Emily didn't notice until now that she could feel Naomi's heated breath caressing her cleavage. Her heartbeat increased and she was fighting an internal battle as her fingers worked through the girl's wet hair to wash out the remainder of conditioner in it.
The door squeaked open and the red head snapped toward the door to see Gina standing there with her mouth dropped to the floor. "What in Christ's name is going on in here?" Naomi's mom said.
"It's not… It was easier to get in…" Emily leaned up, bringing the blond up so she could now see and hear that her mother was in the room. "… and we were just finishing washing her hair."
The explanation made a bit of sense to Mrs. Campbell and she noticed just how careful this new friend of Naomi's was being with her. "Do you need my help getting her out?"
"Maybe in a few minutes, I'll drain the tub and get her dried off…"
"You two do realize I'm sitting right here, yeah? I'm not fucking deaf."
"Well you weren't really participating in the conversation, so what was the point in talking to you?" The mother said sternly to her daughter before looking over to Emily. "Give me a call when you're ready for me." With that she turned and left leaving the two girls to finish up while she and Kieran worked to get her daughter's things set up in the room downstairs.
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