Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 1xR
Warnings: Slight OOC, SEX (obviously), and possible bad writing, though I myself think it's pretty good.
AN: The title was meant to be a working title, but Rose had SUCH an amusing reaction to it that I decided to keep it. ^_^ And everything in this is actually physically possible. I checked. ^_~
Bathtime Buddies
Relena Peacecraft, former Queen of the World, was tired. The day had been long, full of meetings, and boring. She wanted nothing more that to relax at home, and she had the perfect plan.
Walking into her high-end, two-bedroom apartment, she tossed keys and briefcase carelessly to the floor. The briefcase fell open upon impact, scattering papers. For a moment, Relena considered picking them up, but decided it could wait until later. She pushed the door shut gently, then walked to her kitchen, mind now set on the first of her steps to relaxation.
Taking down a bottle of high-quality blush wine and a glass, she then began to scour the refrigerator for a snack. After consuming two slices of cold pizza, she grabbed bottle and glass and retreated to her favorite room... her master bath.
She had chosen this apartment for several reasons, but the main one had been the master bath. It was almost half the size of the bedroom, with both a shower and separate whirlpool bath tub. The space was nice, but it had been the tub that had sold her. A beautiful marble construction, it was nearly four feet deep, three feet wide, and long enough for Relena(and possibly several others) to stretch out in. The back of the tub had a padded headrest, and the rim was wide enough to hold everything needed for a relaxing, luxurious bath. Including the wine.
Relena poured herself a glass and sipped it as she turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. Pouring a little bubble bath in, she started to walk away, then shrugged and emptied the rest of the bottle into the water.
As the tub filled, Relena walked to her bedroom to undress, letting her clothes fall where they may, telling herself she could clean up tomorrow. She pulled on a pink silk kimono, belted it loosely, and returned to the bathroom. The tub was nearly half full, and she smiled in anticipation.
***
Heero Yuy considered himself a patient man, but his limits were being tested. He knocked on Relena's door for the fourth time, pounding a little harder to make sure he was heard. He knew she was home, he had seen her car in the parking lot. Although he knew Relena probably wasn't all that concerned about the jacket she had left at the office, he also knew that tomorrow was her day off. It would be a shame if she had to come to work on a free day to pick it up.
If it had anything to do with the fact that he hoped to spend a little time alone with her, you wouldn't hear it from him.
***
Relena, meanwhile had decided not to wait for the bath to fill. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as she lowered herself into the steaming, freesia scented water. She would let the taps run a little longer, then she'd just lay back, sip her wine, and maybe read a little from the book she'd brought in. Sighing in contentment, she had just gotten comfortable when she heard, faintly, the phone ring over the sound of the running water. Her first instinct was to get up to answer, but she forced herself to stay where she was. If it was important, they'd leave a message.
***
In the hall outside the apartment, Heero snapped his cell phone shut. She wasn't answering her phone either. His initial annoyance was turning quickly to anxiety. Something must be wrong. He would have to get in. Prepared to bash the door in to gain entry, Heero placed his hand on the knob. To his surprise, and horror, it turned easily in his grasp. The door swung open.
Quickly, he scanned the entryway, and what he could see of the apartment, looking for signs of struggle. His fears were only heightened when he caught sight of Relena's briefcase laying open on the floor. Papers had been scattered all around it, and nearby lay her keys. Heero knew Relena was normally a tidy person. Alarm bells were ringing in his head. Closing the door quietly behind him, he reached back to remove his handgun from is side-holster. Listening carefully, he hear the sound of running water coming from down the hall. Grim-faced, he walked slowly to the door at the end of the hall and pushed it open.
The clothes Relena had been wearing that day had been flung to all corners of the room. But there was still no sign of Relena. Noticing a light coming from under another door, Heero crept forward, pistol at the ready.
Relena, having decided the tub was full enough, leaned forward to turn off the taps. Realizing she had left her book on the counter, she stood up, wine glass in hand, and reached for it.
Without warning, the bathroom door crashed open. Relena screamed, shattering the wine glass with her hand as the man barreled in, gun pointed directly at her.
For a few moments, Heero looked from side to side, searching for Relena's assailant. It was not until he was satisfied that there was no one else that he really took notice of Relena herself. Looking from the pink kimono hanging on the wall to Relena's bubble-clad body, Heero's cheeks grew hot as he realized his mistake.
"I, uh..." he started, then noticed the blood running in thin rivulets from Relena's hand.
"You're hurt." he was beside her in two steps, his gun going back into it's holster as he lifted her injured hand.
"You scared the HELL out of me, Heero!" Relena finally managed to say. Her shock allowed her to momentarily forget she was naked and scant inches from the man she had fantasized about being naked with for years.
"I thought you were in trouble." Heero said as he examined the cut on her hand. It was not deep, and the bleeding had all but stopped. He released her and stepped back. They stared at each other, each slowly becoming aware of the situation. Heero was interested to note that Relena had full-body blushed before she abruptly sat back down in the tub, submersing herself in bubbles.
"I'll just clean this glass up..." Heero trailed off, swallowed hard, then went to work. It was a quick job, and when it was done he stood awkwardly, trying not to make eye contact with Relena.
"I guess I'll let you get back to your bath then." he said lamely, inching toward the door.
Maybe it was the wine. Or maybe it was her mood. Either way, Relena found herself looking Heero straight in the eye.
"Perhaps you'd like to join me?" she asked huskily, inwardly both amazed an horrified at her boldness.
To his credit, Heero knew an opportunity when he saw one. With no hesitation at all, he began to walk towards the tub.
"Are you sure, Relena?" Heero asked, already unbuttoning his shirt. Relena smiled.
"I've been sure for years."
Heero stripped quickly and efficiently, placing his neatly folded clothes on a nearby chair. Then he advanced on Relena, unaware of the feral gleam in his eyes. Relena swallowed past the sudden lump in her throat as the man she had been dreaming of stood naked before her. He was, for lack of a better word, perfect. His muscles were toned and well defined, as though sculpted by a talented artist. The skin of his body was smooth and hairless, save for a trail of dark curls that started just below his navel and led to his erect penis. Seeing the evidence of his arousal, Relena caught her breath and met Heero's eyes. Holding her gaze, Heero stepped into the tub and lowered himself in front of her.
"Turn around." Heero said in a low, husky voice. "I'll wash your back."
Entranced, Relena obeyed, hearing the sounds of Heero removing the wine bottle and her book from the edge of the tub. After some rustling and faint splashes, Relena felt a warm hand on her back, slick with soap. She closed her eyes and moaned, letting herself revel in the sensation of Heero's hand on her back. Heero let both of his hands rub up and down on Relena's back, slowly sudsing the entire region. Subtly at first, he let his hands begin to circle, moving outward to the edges of her breasts.
Relena sighed and leaned back a little, feeling Heero's thighs on either side of her, and the gentle nudge of his erection at the base of her spine. His hands slid forward to cup her breasts and pull her back against him more firmly, and he began to gently knead the pert globes, occasionally pinching her nipples, causing her to gasp. Turning her head, Relena managed to capture his lips with hers, inciting a passionate kiss that belied the seemingly casual caresses he gave her.
As the kiss continued, Heero slid one hand down Relena's body, pausing at the fine patch of hair he found below the water. His hand rubbed in leisurely circles, each one bringing his fingers closer to the apex of her thighs. Relena whimpered in frustration against his lips, her hips rising involuntarily in a silent plea. Heero smiled, and slowly slid his fingers the remaining inches to touch the little nubbin of flesh that was already throbbing in anticipation. But instead of stroking it, he moved his fingers past it to slide inside Relena's opening. Relena moaned and jerked in surprise, her thighs opening as wide as the bathtub would let them.
Heero continued to slowly push his finger in and out, while he let his other hand trail down to the center of Relena's pleasure. With a little maneuvering, he managed to position his hands so that he could stroke her clitoris while still thrusting with his finger. Relena began to pant and threw her head back to rest on his shoulder, her hands gripping his forearms, nails digging into his skin. After a few more thrusts, Heero added a second finger, the additional stimulation sending Relena over the edge. Her inner muscles contracted around his fingers as she let out a breathless scream.
Withdrawing his fingers, Heero cradled Relena in his arms, kissing her neck. After she had recovered for a few moments, he pushed her gently upright.
"Get up on your knees." he commanded gently. Relena obeyed, rising to her knees still facing away from him. She looked at him quizzically over her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" she asked as he too rose to his knees and came up behind her.
"You'll see." he said, placing his hands on her thighs and spreading them as far as the width of the tub would allow. He then sank down so that he was sitting on his heels and grasped Relena's waist. Raising her slightly, he slid his legs between hers, then lifted her more so that his erection was nudging her entrance. Relena, realizing what he was doing, bit her lip and began to lower herself onto him. It was Heero's turn to moan as she sheathed him inch by inch.
When he was fully inside her, they held themselves still for a moment, both reveling in the feel of her surrounding him. Then, with a growl, Heero began to raise and lower Relena, thrusting into her as she grasped the edges of the tub for support. Relena let out a small cry each time her thighs and his slapped together, and after a few thrusts, lowered her own hand to her clitoris, beginning to rub it feverishly.
Heero clenched his teeth at the friction and began to thrust harder, determined to give her another climax before he succumbed to his own. From the little gasps she was making, he judged that it wouldn't be long. Sure enough, a few moments later, he felt her muscles clench around him as she cried his name. Her climax set off his own, and he pulled her down onto him, letting her sheath milk him.
Relena regained her senses gradually, feeling Heero still inside her, his forehead resting on her shoulder as they knelt in the bathtub. Realizing the water had grown quite cold, she disentangled herself and stood up. Stepping out of the tub, she retrieved two towels and handed one to Heero as he approached her. Heero smiled and dried himself, as did she. When she moved to put her robe back on, Heero stopped her.
"No, don't. I like you like that." he said with a grin before turning to let the water out of the tub. "Let's go to bed."
"Sounds good to me." Relena said with a smile before walking towards the bedroom. A thought stopped her though, and she turned back to Heero. "Not that I'm complaining, but what in the world were you doing here anyway?"
Heero, to her surprise, blushed. Casting his eyes down, he walked up to her and put his arms around her.
"It doesn't matter. But next time, answer the damn phone!"
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