“Is there some space left in that bathtub?” Nilza
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Quiet. Content. Cass hadn't had a bad day, just a long one. Her muscles ached and she needed her brain to shut off for a bit. And though she knew Nilza would be back soon, she didn't mind knowing that her girlfriend would find her right here.
She leaned her head back against the pillow, closed her eyes, and slipped a bit further down into the tub. The water was still plenty warm, but the bubbles never lasted as long as in the movies. There were still wisps of them, though, small, white, slightly bubbled trails atop the slightly shimmery, lavender colored water (thank you, bath bomb).
She'd left the bathroom door cracked, clear invitation for Nil to walk in when she got home. Cass was almost counting on it, actually.
The sound of footsteps. The nearly silent sound of the door being pushed open. Cassia, eyes still closed, felt a smile tug at her lips before Nilza had even spoken.
It was only then that she stirred, taking a moment to sit a bit more upright as she finally took a quiet moment to look at her girlfriend. "For you? Always," She answered. In fact, it's part of the reason she'd insisted on replacing the smaller, shallower, tub that had been here when she first moved in- can't have a proper bath without a little extra space for your girlfriend, right?
She shifted, crossed her arms on the side of the tub and rested her chin atop them as she watched Nilza undress, not bothering to play coy about it. "Rough night?" She asked. Not that she needed to have had a rough night to want to take a bath with her, but Cass liked to check. "Do you just wanna relax? Or-" She wiggled her fingers playfully, knowing she didn't have to explain in more detail, her eyes lingering for a second right there between Nilza's thighs. "My fingers are all warmed up from playing earlier," She smirked. She was a pretty stellar guitar player, she wouldn't pretend she wasn't. But her fingers were even better suited for coaxing sweet sounds out of her girlfriend. And right now, if the choice was hers, that's exactly what she would be doing. The thought of Nilza settled between her legs, leaning back against her chest, Cassia kissing at her neck and shoulder as she drew her closer and closer to the edge... What better kind of relaxation could Cass ask for?












