Shiki carried her into the bathroom, kicked the door shut with his heel, and didn't set her down. He kept her cradled against his chest, legs still loosely wrapped around his waist, arms clinging to his neck.
Her breathing was ragged, little hitches every time her oversensitive cunt rubbed against his abs with each step.
Cum was still leaking out of her—slow, warm trickles that smeared between their pressed bodies, dripping down his thighs now too.
He turned on the faucet with one hand—hot water only, no bubbles, no soap, just steaming heat that quickly began to fill the oversized tub. The sound of rushing water echoed off the marble tiles. Steam rose fast, fogging the mirrors, curling around them like smoke.
Ai nuzzled deeper into his throat, voice small and shaky.
"Sh-Shiki… the water… it's gonna take a minute…"
"I know." His free hand slid down her back, cupping her ass possessively, fingers digging into the soft flesh. "Plenty of time."
