AUTHORS NOTE: I goofed and the formatting was wonky but it's fixed now
The hotel was one of those ones that are not great but everything is better than okay. All the way to the room Madoka looking at even the simplest of things with awe especial when she found that Homura had got a big double bed with far too many pillows.
"Homura-chan, I wish to erase every bit of dirt from every part of you with my own hands!"
Homora reflexively turned around expecting the devious kyubey to be lurking for such a moment to ruin Madoka's happiness as usual, but of course it wasn't there.
"It's..." Mumbled Homura, "Embarrassing..." The bath was running but she had not even started removing her grubby clothes instead awkwardly not trying to watch a Madoka disrobed herself.
"But we're both girls! You shouldn't be embarrassed, Homura-chan!"
"But..." She blushed the reddest red that ever redded while madoka removed the last of her underwear.
"Homura-chan, Is something wrong?"
"N-No.." Homura stammered, "It's..." She took a breath and looked all over her love.
"Iveneverseenitbefore!" Homura slumped onto the bed.
"Oh, that. Didn't I tell you?"
"Usually, but It's I've just never seen you undressed." Homura got up and undressed while her pink friend went to check on the bath.
"It's ready!" Madoka called.
The bath was just the perfect temperature but Madoka insisted that she empty the entire bottle of bubbles into the tub so the two could barely see eachother but it didn't matter because Madoka was happy. All the tension of trying to find her Very Best Friend spilled out in an instant when those dainty, unblemished hands lovingly caressed the grime off of Homura's body starting from her shoulders down her arms between her fingers neither minding hair and foam going everywhere. Homura let out a purr when Madoka's hands rubbed her belly.
"You like that?" Asked Madoks.
"Yes, because it has been so long since we last touched."
I had been a long time, but not quite as long as Homura had spent in her time loop but it was still longer than she wanted to wait for Madoka's silken touch.
"Madoka is beauty." She sighed to herself.
"No Homura-chan, I'm not beautiful." Said the pinkette, "Not yet."
"Beauty not just bodies, Your beauty is because you are unbreakably kind, remember your first wish?" Saud Humors "I wanted to be helpful and amy needed it more than anyone else at the time" said mudoke "Yes and how many other people would do the same?"
"Homura-chan," Madokas eyes watering "Stop being so nice to me I don't deserve it."
"But you saved everyone from the witches, do you not realise how important that is?" Sais hameru "you became the goddess of hope, but you became my goddess long before that."
"But," Madoka stifled a tear "what if someone still thinks I'm a boy?"
"No one will" Homura reassured reassuringly, "you are short, have pink hair and call everyone and their dog -chan."
"But what if everyone thinks it's just some kind of drag thing?"
Seeing her one true love welling up with tears made Homura want to change the subject but further words would only hurt madoka more so she sploshed bubbles on her head and asked, "who am I?"
Madoka pepped up immediately, "Long floppy ears... A bunny!" She said.
Homura shook her head and some foam slipped off, "Not quite."
"Can I have a clue, Homora-chan?"
Homura put on a weird emotionless voice. "Sign here to be exploited mercilessly and die."
Sometimes the only way to cope with tragedy is to laugh.
"You're Kyubey!" The incubator may have been predatory and basically evil but in a way he help save all the magical girls from becoming witches, sort of.
Madoka began to scoop up the bubbles onto her own hair and formed it so that there was two little bump things on there.
"A bear." Answered Homura hoping that Madoka was not looking for a particular one which she wasn't.
Bathtime continued until Madoka's hands became pruney.