(Completed) A Hate/Love Situation ~ Jirou x Reader

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Y'all this might feel a little rushed or out of place but I don't wanna leave this fic without an ending even if it's been a while, I'll try my best !! smut btw lol

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We returned to the hotel room after a long walk around the city that included a lunch a cute bakery. Kyoka was smart and wore much more comfortable shoes than my wedged boots, but I never let that slow us down. Walking around the city with her was surprisingly fun.

"Are you alright?" Kyoka asked as she looked the door behind us.

"Yeah fine, just wish I had better shoes with me," I said with a laugh, quickly sitting down and taking off my boots.

"You rest for a bit, I'll organise room service again for dinner, if you want?" She asked and I nodded.

I decided to take a bath to ease my achey feet and excused myself to the bathroom. The tub was huge, big enough for two people, so I let it fill up while I grabbed my speaker and got undressed. I added some bubbles for fun and got in the water. Because of how big it was, I was able to fully relax while listening to my music, which was just my regular playlist.

Honestly the only thing that could've made this better was if this tub was being used for what it was intended for. I sighed at the thought, and slowly moved my hand down my body. Since I'd been stressing about this trip for a while, I hadn't found an opportunity to spend some time with myself. I sat up on the edge of the tub, leaning my back against the tiled wall and spread my legs. One of my hands rested on my breasts while the other slowly trailed further down.

I closed my eyes and imagined someone else's hands gently touching me. I imagined who those hands were attached too, which ended up being Jirou. I thought about stopping, I mean the situation was already inappropriate for a business trip, my boss was just outside the bathroom door afterall, and then imagining my boss while pleasuring myself added a whole extra layer.

But as I thought about Jirou's soft hands hesitating over my centre, teasing me, I couldn't stop and whispered, "Jirou..."

Just as I did, the door opened, and Jirou stood in the doorway. I snapped my legs closed, hurting my knees in the process, and quickly covered my chest.

First, she looked away, stumbling over her words as she tried to respond. Then she took a deep breath and covered her increasingly red face with her hands.

"Uhm," She closed the door slightly and talked to me through a small gap, "Sorry, I thought you were just brushing your teeth or something since it was unlocked. I should've knocked, sorry."

"Ah," I didn't know what to say, my boss had just caught me masturbating, "Er, I should have locked the door, or told you I was taking a bath."

"Don't let me stop you, uh, taking a bath..." She mumbled, obviously not talking about me just taking a bath, "I can leave the room for a bit, if you'd like more privacy, for your... Bath."

At this point, I felt kind of bad for what I had been about to do. Thinking of my boss that way while she was in the next room... And even saying her name out loud as I did.

"No, I, uh, I'm sorry," I said and stepped out of the bath grabbing my towel, and opened the door so we were face to face, "Um, sorry."

Her face was glowing red, and she couldn't make eye contact with me, "It's okay, I really don't mind- Uh, I mean -"

She stumbled over her words again let slip that she 'didn't mind,' and I felt my face somehow turn even more red.

"You don't mind?" I asked, leaning forward and totally accidentally let the towel slide down my breasts to reveal more cleavage.