The Collector and Her Steed

Chapter 30

The amount of absolute filth Mira was able to get out of Heisenberg's clothes made her question letting him even touch her. It took her everything to not gag at how filthy the water got after the clothes had only soaked for a minute. After dumping the water a few times she finally got the clothes clean enough that they didn't leach out any filth. Hanging them up to dry, she made her way back inside.

As she made her way upstairs, she prepared herself for what she'd find in the bathroom waiting for her. Reaching the bathroom door, she inhaled deeply and opened the door. Keeping her gaze low she stepped inside. Hearing the soft sloshing sound of the water against the sides of the tub as Heisenberg moved, she looked up at his face. Stifling a giggle at the sight of Heisenberg looking like a drowned rat, she cleared her throat, "Well, I'm glad to see that you've kept most of the water inside of the tub. How's it coming along?"
Smiling up at the woman, Heisenberg slid his arms up to rest on the edge of the tub. "Well, now that I've got a pretty lady to look at, it just got better. Especially if she wants to help scrub my back for me." Wiggling his eyebrows, he slid forward in the tub and patted the side.

Biting her bottom lip as she watched him, she screamed at herself internally as she walked towards the tub. Sitting on the edge, Mira took the cloth from Heisenberg. Dipping it in the water, she began rubbing it over his back. Letting out shaky breathes, she tried focusing on the motion of her hand instead of what her hand was rubbing. Her breathe hitched in her throat as Heisenberg rested a hand on her thigh and gave it a squeeze. Squinting her eyes, she glared at the back of his head. "If you even try to pull me into your nasty bathwater I will be kicking you out, butt ass naked for the whole village to see."

Chuckling, Heisenberg rubbed her thigh with his thumb, "Are you accusing me of being devious?" He dramatically gasps, placing his free hand on his chest. "I would never dream of seeing you in soaked clothes, clinging to every curve of your body." Giving her thigh another squeeze, he turned his body so he could look at her. "I think I'm clean enough, how bout we get rid of this aforementioned nasty water since you still owe me a bath with you." Smirking, he turned and leaned forward to pull the plug.

As the brown tinged water began swirling down the drain, Heisenberg went to stand. Surprised by him standing up, Mira slipped off of the side of the tub and landed on the floor with a thud. Groaning softly, she reached back to rub the base of her spine. Looking up she saw Heisenberg offering a hand out to her, a worried look on his face. Taking his hand, she grabs onto the edge of the tub with her other hand and is slowly pulled up to her feet.

Shaking his head, Heisenberg stepped out of the bathtub. "Are you that nervous around me that you're practically jumping to get away from me?" Chuckling, he tugged her up against him. Her pale, gently scarred hands pressed against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. Resting a hand on her lower back, he gently rubbed his hand in small circles.

With her cheeks turning a dark red, Mira turned her head to the side. "I'm not nervous around you, I'm just uh nervous about naked you. Not exactly used to the idea of that just yet." Nibbling on her bottom lip, she pushed against his chest gently to try and get some distance. Reluctantly Heisenberg loosened his grip on her so she could fully step away if she wanted.

"Well, if we're both naked then it shouldn't be a problem, correct? Besides, you seemed to enjoy the view earlier." Grinning down at her, he leaned down to press his lips to her temple. "I know what it feels like to not get a say in what's done to your body. If you don't want to do this Mira, you don't have to." Giving her a reassuring squeeze, he stepped back and sat on the edge of the tub.

Shaking her head, she looked up at him. "It's fine, I just have to get used to the idea of your fully naked body touching my fully naked body." With that, Mira grabbed the top of her pants and slid them down. Stripping down fully, she kicked her clothes off to the side and looked up at him, trying her hardest to not give in and cover herself with her arms. "See? Getting used to the idea already. Now scoot over so I can rinse the tub before filling it again." Motioning with her hands, she waited for Heisenberg to move out of the way. Once he had moved to the side she turned the tap on and knelt down to get at the tub from a better angle.

Rinsing out the tub was fairly easy so she had it filling back up with steamy water in no time. As the tub filled, she stood back up fully and glanced over at Heisenberg. He was watching her intently, a satisfied smile on his lips. Rolling her eyes and shaking her head, she turned to face him fully. "So, how do we want to situate ourselves? Do you want me to face you or my back against your chest?" Resting her hands on her waist, she looked at him with a cocked brow.

"Whatever makes you feel the most comfortable buttercup, I don't want you doing this just because I wanted it." Reaching out, he tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. "Either way I'll be content with the results."

Nodding softly, she leaned her head into the touch of his hand absentmindedly. The two of them just stood there silently as they waited for the tub to fill. Once it was about 3/4 of the way full Mira turned the tap off and turned to face Heisenberg. "Alright, gentlemen first. Climb on in." He followed her instructions and slid back into the bathtub, sinking down into the warm water with his back pressed against the porcelain. Once he was settled, Mira timidly stepped into the water and awkwardly sat herself down so that her back was facing him. Stiffly leaning back, she eventually found her back pressed against his very muscular chest.

Gently Heisenberg wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on top of her head. Mira was incredibly stiff at first, but slowly eased up and relaxed in his embrace. He let her move at her own pace, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head once she was fully settled. "See? It's not so bad now that you can't see the nakedness." Chuckling, he pressed another kiss to the top of her head.

The two just laid there, enjoying the close contact. Heisenberg never knew what he was missing out in all of those years of solitude, but now that he had started experiencing the things he had seen in Moreau's cheesy old romantic movies he knew he didn't want to let it go. He knew he didn't want to let Mira go. 

(A/N: Howdy folks, as we near 10k reads I thought it would be a good idea to let you guys vote on the 10k special. I think it's time that Mira meets one of the other lords and y'all get to choose who she meets first. Comment which of the lords you would like Mira to meet first, and thank you all so much for all of the support!)