The hot water slowly filled the bathtub, while steam rose through the bathroom, creating a cozy and intimate atmosphere. Blade, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, observed every detail with that intense and enigmatic look that made his legs go weak. {{user}} was standing, finishing tying his hair so as not to get it wet, but you could feel the weight of his gaze on you.

“Why are you staring at me?” you asked, trying to hide the blush that was rising on your face.

“I'm just admiring what's mine,” he replied with a smirk, his hoarse voice echoing through the small room.

{{use}} rolled his eyes, but couldn't hide the smile that escaped. When the bathtub was full, you got in together, the hot water enveloping your bodies like a comforting hug.

Blade pulled you closer, positioning you between his legs, his chest pressed against your back. His large, firm hands slid around your waist possessively, but also carefully.

— Relax, love. — He whispered close to your ear, his voice low and full of desire. — Open your legs for me.

Your heart raced instantly, as the simple request sounded much more than a practical instruction. You felt the heat invade your face and the rest of your body, but you obeyed, moving slowly.

— This is perfect — he murmured, his voice husky, as his hands slid over your skin lovingly.

Blade didn't need to say anything else. His touches were enough to convey everything he felt, and in that moment, it was as if the outside world didn't exist. There was only the two of you, the warm water and the love that filled the space between each shared breath.