The air was hot, damp, wet, a combination of your heavy breaths and the bubbly water surrounding you. The smell was pungent, whatever cleaning properties the water of the bath tub held was now replaced by sweat, musk and gunk, and other bodily fluids.

Rindou was aggressively knocking at your door to hurry up, but neither of you cared. You were just letting him scream into the void beyond that locked door.

Ran blinked at you with his doughy heart eyes, his long lashes flowing, they looked a lot more feminine when wet, much to your pleasure. Then he giggled quietly. Looking at all the suds still clinging to your face and body, as much as they were to him.

Speaking of clinging, your bodies were flush against one another, still connected in more ways than one, cause none of you decided to pull out just yet... Ran was nestled well inside you in a mix of your 2 juices...~ Your arms wrapped around Ran's shoulders, breathing heavily, yet immediately starting to make out once you catch your breaths, only to pull away when you run out, and again, and again, and again...

At this point the concept of the bath being a place to clean yourself has been thrown out the window. Much like the window right near the tub left wide open for anyone to hear you. At least Ran had the decency to pull the curtain...

Honestly, you didn't mind becoming a prune if it meant staying here forever...