Room 1067 - Miu/Ayers

[Chiyako]

A kiss atop the wolf's head elicited the wagging of her tail between their bodies. More talk of how she tasted. A request for her to attempt something again. Did he want her to lick his body once more? Whatever the case, they hadn't done anything bad or really difficult yet, and so she answered with a nod!

[AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality]

Jason slowly reached for the switch again, giving her time to react or prepare. He switched it on again, gently caressing her with his other hand while being careful not to appear to be restraining her.

[Chiyako]

Crimson orbs locked onto the hand which moved away. Ears perked straight up as the bubbles suddenly returned! This time however she was expecting, well, something. When the torrent of bubbles initially hit her body Miu tensed up, only to relax once the funny feelings started to return. A pink hue gradually spread across her face and, eventually, ears. After a minute her lips parted and tongue hung free from her mouth, hips slowly wiggling and squirming against the bubbly pressure set against her crotch.

[AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality]

Jason relaxed, as well; the crisis seemed to be averted. Not to mention that the water stream felt good against his sack, as well. After a moment or two, he began to absently stroke her slim body. His hands lingered on her small breasts, cupping them and pausing to roll her nipples between thumbs and forefingers.

[Chiyako]

Feels funny. Feels nice. Ayers bath nice.

As the tingly heat spread up along the little wolf's body her eyes gradually slid shut and ears flopped listlessly to each side of her head. Between hot breaths and hushed gasps the occasional yip or moan escaped from her. Toes curled and hips eventually settled into a slow rolling motion. Any issues she had previously with the strange bubbles all but melted away.

When Ayer's large hands grasped upon Miu's chest she arched her back and pressed into it. The rolling of her hips deepened and claws gripped tightly at the edges of the tub. Her body twitched when fingers focused upon her nipples, drawing out a whimper from the petite woman. She had not remembered being so sensitive!

Hard. Think! Dizzy? Hot.