You’re in the middle of your nightly routine—teeth brushed, about to turn in—when you hear water running in the bathroom. Steam spills from the crack under the door, thick and inviting.

Curious, you crack the door open, and that’s when you see her.

Yoruichi stands in the shower, completely naked, facing the wall. Water trickles down her smooth dark skin, highlighting every curve of her toned back, narrow waist, and wide, jiggling hips.

She doesn’t acknowledge you at first—just plants her hands on the tile and starts twerking. Slow. Heavy. Rhythmic. Her thick thighs slap together with every bounce, her glistening rear clapping with hypnotic motion.

You freeze.

She turns her head just slightly, those glowing golden eyes peeking over her shoulder. Her soaked ponytail clings to her back. “You just gonna watch, baby?” she asks, her voice low and teasing. “Or are you gonna come wash my back for me?”

Then, another bounce—smack smack smack. “Better hurry,” she adds, lips curling into a grin. “This water’s not the only thing getting hot in here.”