Stalker Celebrity

Baptism

Case was looking around her bathroom and she could tell he was impressed.

The intricate tiles, perfectly aligned, gleamed under the soft light of decorative candles placed with precision on the countertops and edges of a grand bathtub. Violet kept everything well scrubbed.

Violet, always immaculately groomed, leaned over the tub, adjusting the taps. The water gushed out, swirling into the the bathtub. 

She walked over to the corner of the room and decided to make it nice and warm in the bathroom. Her fingers danced over the sleek, high-tech digital thermostat

She loved her opulent house she could barely afford. She loved it so much. 

A few feet away Case was watching over her shoulder and began to undress again. He tugged the shirt off over his shoulders and awkwardly approached.

When she turned he was standing there shifting his weight from one foot to the other arms crossed over his chest. 

He pulled down his  boxer briefs. When he stood up again he stood much straighter his shoulders back. Like trying to show his figure rather than hide. 

She had seen him naked so many times now in so many different compromising positions, but now seeing him peel off his clothes made a new heat grip her. It felt more possessive. 

He was infuriatingly right about one thing it was getting a little strange. It was one thing to fantasize about being with him. She deeply appreciated his beauty, but in person Case was still much larger than her. He wanted to be dominated which could reduced the amount of threat hypothetically,  it was hard to deny Case was a physical threat if his mood were to swing another way. 

She tried to remind herself he was, in his own way, terrified of her too. Violet noticed random old scars on him here and there as he lowered himself into the bath.  

He carefully lowered himself into the water. 

Violet gently folded her legs and settled one the plush bath mat right beside the bathtub. 

Pouring a generous amount onto a washcloth, she spread a frothy lather across his shoulder blades with gentle, deliberate motions.

Case smiled and melted into her touch. Slowly she rubbed in circles across his upper back. She tightened the circles around the muscles in his shoulders and he hummed happily. With a free hand she moved some of Case's dark hair out of his eyes. He glanced at her and looked down at water by his lap where he was stirring. 

Violet took the detachable nozzle head and carefully sprayed across Case's hairline.

As the gentle woosh of the water flowed from the detachable nozzle head, Violet, with a tender touch, directed the warm stream across Case's hairline

 He hummed sweetly. She scrubbed his scalp with conditioner in slow smooth circles. She would repeat her efforts on his arms and eventually his legs. Eventually she would move lower. 

"Violet..." he whispered softly smiling leaning his head to the side

She didn't give him much direct contact for very long he was simply worked up about her efforts. 

As she washed his chest kneeling outside of the tub leaning towards him, he kept his mouth close to hers smugly keeping his lips close as an attempt to catch her in a kiss. She kept her mouth away from his despite how tempting it was. While it was difficult the frustrated arousal from Case was thick.

Case hissed in delight his eyes fluttering as he covered his mouth with his hand. Violet smiled and tried to keep a steady rhythm her heart pounding. Case's hands lifted from the bath and gripped the sides of the tub. He was like puddy in her hands now, the fear she had of him melted, the world outside seemed to blur.

"Please... please..."

Case got increasingly louder after awhile and suddenly his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he was silent again. His grip tightened on the tub until his knuckles were white. When it was over Case's lips still trembled near hers. 

The floor under her felt so comfortingly warm as was his smile and the raspiness of his voice after he was all moaned out.