The onsen’s warm steam curled around you both, softening the edges of the quiet night. Robin sat beside you on the smooth stone bench, her dark robe wrapped snugly around her—but the fabric was thin, clinging to every curve beneath.

She shifted closer, eyes glinting softly in the moonlight filtering through the trees. Her fingers lightly brushed the edge of the robe at her chest, then she looked up at you with a slow, teasing smile.

“Would you mind helping me out with this?” she whispered, voice low and inviting.

Without waiting, she parted the robe just enough, offering you the soft swell of her chest beneath. The warmth of the steam mixed with the heat rising from her skin, and you felt the gentle, inviting pressure under your hands as you reached to fondle her.

Her breath hitched, a soft sigh escaping as she leaned into your touch, the delicate fabric sliding aside to reveal her warmth beneath. The world outside melted away—just you, her, and the quiet bubbling of the onsen water.