The Stray Cat That Came With A Friend

An Akward Bubble Bath 08/05/2024

Alteno's POV
I held Cicely's arm as I led her upstairs to our bathroom, the one Nicky and I built with her in mind before we ever knew her.

Her skin was still sticky and slick from dropping on the floor. We slowly walked up the stairs making sure she didn't slip. Looking at my mate, I could see that she was not going to be easy to get through to but I know that she's mine and I wouldn't have anyone else.

She was slightly shaking from the cold but she tried to keep it to herself. Whether it was completely from the cold and not embarrassment or my physical touch, I couldn't tell.

We made it into the room but she kept her head down and didn't even glance around before we made it to the bathroom. Once inside, I let her arm go and she visibly relaxed.

"You should sit down," I suggest as I put the toilet seat down.

"No it's okay, I can run the bath myself."

She always has to put up a fight and it's getting a little annoying. I didn't have time to go back and forth with her while she was in wet clothes. I reached for her wrist and pulled her towards me.

I curled my arms around her thighs and lifted her from the floor. She gasped as I held her in my arms and sat her down on the counter.

"If I tell you to sit, you should obey."

She shyly nodded her head and looked down. I held her chin and made her look into my eyes.

"Where are your words? Any other time you have plenty to say."

"Yes, I understand," she replied spitefully.

"Good." I kissed the tip of her nose and smirked.

She was taken aback as usual but she didn't say anything.

Our bathroom was modern with a few vintage perks, one of which being a periwinkle blue clawfoot bathtub with brand new jets. I leaned over the tub to turn on the faucet.

Behind me I could feel Cicely watching my back. "If you're staring, you should at least tell me that you like what you see." The handles creaked as a turned on the hot and cold water to get the right temperature.

"I wasn't staring at you," that long.

"Well then that's good because now it's my turn to stare." I reached for the bottom of her nightgown but she blocked my hands.

"It's okay. I'm not going to harm you in anyway. I'm just trying to get you out of these clothes and into the tub."

She was hesitant to let me but she quickly realized that she wasn't getting out of this. I grabbed the end of her dress and pulled it over her head. Once the nightgown was gone, she was left in only her bra.

"May I," I asked hoping that it would be easier to just ask?

She let out a long sigh that deflated her high shoulders. "Yes."

I reached behind her back for the clip and I found that bras have changed a lot since I've last seen one. I fumbled with the clips with no success and I became increasingly frustrated. I started to lean against her chest to get a better grip on it.

I could feel her breasts against my chest and I could feel her heart racing.

Cicely: Oh my god this is so embarrassing. I'm sitting on someone's counter flat against a man's chest. And my bra is so tight that he can't even unhook it. I should just do it myself.

Finally I figured it out and when the clasps were undone her boobs bounced out. I threw her bra to the floor and when I looked back she tried her best to cover her breast with her arms. They threatened to spill out as she tried to preserve some of her modesty.

I grabbed her fingers and pried her hands from her chest. She clenched her eyes closed and shook her head but I kept going.

"You could always say no," I told her in a smooth tone. She started shivering but she didn't tell me no. I lifted her arms above her head with both hands and her boobs dropped.

They were full and round. Her nipples were a dark brown and they started to harden from the exposure. I held her arms up and let go. "Keep these here."

She nodded with her eyes still squeezed shut. I looked at her naked body while she was on my counter and I admired her with awe.

Her smooth chocolate skin was pebbled with goosebumps as she shivered in place. Her tummy rested on her thighs and was the most tender for her. Her hair hovered just above her shoulders frozen by the gravity of her beauty. Her thighs looked just as squishy as they were when I held her up for Nicky. Her body was amazing and I hope that I will be allowed to explore it.

I could tell her anxiousness was growing the longer I left her sitting there but more than anything her arousal was building. She was waiting for me to do something, anything that might excite her. I wanted to indulge her, such is my nature, but she's had enough for one day.

I kissed the tip of her nose again and her eyes sprang open. "You can put your arms down now."

Her arms fell and went back to cover her chest again.

I turned the faucet off and turned to my mate, who despite her size and personality, looked so small and scared by herself. It wasn't the exposure, it was her vulnerability.

Cicely: Why does everything happen so quickly in this house? My clothes are gone, I gave up my chance at freedom, and now my friend is apparently a sharp shooter.

I poured some of her coconut salts into the water that she didn't notice I had taken.

Cicely: Sitting naked on the counter in front of someone who clearly has something going on. I've never seen them do anything but they can't possibly be only platonic. And what's wrong with both of them that I'm in the middle of it?

"I can practically hear your thoughts back there. If you have questions then you could just ask?"

"Why would I ask a question that I don't believe you'll answer honestly?"

"Have we lied to you so far?"

She lowers her eyebrow and looks at me matter of factly. "Yes. Yes you have Alteno."

"I mean about anything else... Admit it, there's nothing else."

I grab her hand and pull her off the counter. I hold her hand and walk her to the tub. She steps in one foot at a time and before she lets me go I kiss the back of her hand with the gentlest touch.

She sinks down into the tub and once her body is hidden under the bubbles, I see the stress roll off her shoulders. I wonder if this whole thing was the doctor's remedy for her to let us into her walls, and into her "walls" as well as her heart.

"What is your relationship with Nicky?"

But there is still much work to be done.

"Well that depends on what you're ready to know?"

"What does that mean?"

"You know that we are both somewhat "supernatural", so are you ready to hear the whole truth or what you can handle?"

"I'm not a child I can handle anything."

"Like you handled meeting Jax."

She pressed her lips together in defeat. "That doesn't count."

"Oh but it does. I still wear this bell around my neck and you have yet to keep your promise of feeding me."

I cup her cheek with my hand and feel the warmth of her skin. She looks ever so slightly like she wants to lean into me but she'll never allow herself to do it. I tap into my powers and let my fingertips flow with compulsion.

Just like every mortal, she can't resist me and leans into my palm. She closes her eyes and her mouth parts softly. She's going to be pissed about this later but, just for a moment, I want to gaze at my mate who is comfortable being in my hands.