Love in Captivity: Chains of Obsession

Bath

"Hannah, baby, please open the door. I hear you crying," Colton says against the door.

I tried to steady my breathing, as it was difficult to catch my breath.

There was a more desperate knock on the door.
"Now Hannah." He says more sternly outside the door.

I stand up, my legs weak. I turn off the water. Wiping my face. I open the door.

Colton's worried face before me.
Immediately engulfs me in a tight hug. Picking me up and like I weighed nothing.

He starts to head upstairs.
"I'm going to bathe you so you can play down and watch a movie. You look like you need some rest." He tells me softly.

The truth is, I was exhausted physically and mentally.
He strides into the bedroom, deftly collecting the clothes he requires with one hand. Upon reaching the open bathroom door, he skillfully nudges it shut with his foot as he enters. Placing me on the sleek counter, he continues with his preparations.

Plugging the bath, he adjusts the water. Nodding to himself.

"Alright, I'm not going to do anything to you, okay? What I'm doing is helping you bathe. Okay, nothing else." He says it tenderly to me.

I nod yes softly, not seeing a way to get out of this, his mind already made up.

He slowly slides my clothes off my body. The sharpness of the cold air against my body is felt.

He gently lifts me and settles me into the tub, where the comforting warmth of the water envelops my entire body.

He gazed at me with a tender smile, his eyes filled with warmth, before leaning in to place a gentle kiss on my forehead. Next, he walked over to the counter and grabbed the cup. He filled it with steaming warm water and carefully poured it over my head, repeating the process a few times before finally turning off the flow of water.

He takes hold of the shampoo bottle again, pouring a generous amount into his hands, before swiftly closing the bottle. His strong, broad hands diligently scrub through his hair, working the shampoo into a rich lather. My scalp.
Running down my hair gently.

Grabbing the cup again, he repeated the same process of pouring the warm water over my head to rinse out the shampoo.

He grabbed the shampoo again, repeating the same process.

As he reaches for the conditioner, he applies it primarily to the ends of my hair. I let it sit while he gets the body wash. After he helps me stand, he gently runs the loofah covered in body wash over my body.

Before helping me back down.

"There you go," he says softly and tenderly. Using the cup to rinse off the lather of body wash covering my skin. Before rinsing out the conditioner.

He leans and sniffs my hair again.
"Much better," he says softly before unplugging the bathtub.

He helps me stand, wrapping my body in the warm fluffy towel. He grabs one more and pats my hair. Before grabbing the fresh clothes he got me.
He helped me get dressed, his same tenderness still present.