Their eyes met, and for a brief second, the air between them felt charged, like the calm before a storm. Then, without hesitation, Lucy pressed her lips against Mia's, kissing her deeply. The kiss was slow at first, their lips exploring each other with a tenderness that melted the world around them. Lucy's hands cupped Mia's face, pulling her closer as their mouths moved in perfect sync.

Mia's hands roamed Lucy's body, sliding up and down her back, her touch both gentle and possessive. She traced her fingertips along Lucy's sides, sending tingles through her as her hands drifted down to her waist before slowly moving back up again. The heat between them grew, each kiss more fervent than the last, the soft sounds of their lips meeting echoing in the otherwise quiet bathhouse.

Lucy's breath hitched as Mia's hands found their way to her lower back, pulling her even closer until their bodies were pressed together, the water splashing gently around them. The warmth of the bath mixed with the heat of their shared passion, their bodies moving together as if they were one.

Just as Lucy was getting lost in the rhythm of their embrace, her fingers tangled in Mia's damp hair, Mia suddenly broke the kiss and stood up without warning. The abrupt movement sent a small wave splashing across the bath, leaving Lucy sitting in the warm water, her lips parted in surprise.

The mood, which had been heavy and thick with desire, was completely shattered. Lucy blinked, watching Mia with wide, confused eyes. "Mia?" she asked, her voice soft, but her pout was unmistakable. Her cheeks were still flushed, her body still tingling from the intense moment they had shared.

Mia, however, awkwardly chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, sorry," she muttered, reaching for a towel. "Got a little carried away there, didn't I?"

Lucy crossed her arms, still sitting in the water, her pout deepening as she watched Mia start drying herself off. "You think?" she muttered, clearly annoyed that the moment had been ruined. Mia, noticing Lucy's pout, stifled another chuckle and knelt down beside the bath.

With gentle care, Mia helped Lucy out of the water, grabbing a soft towel and beginning to dry her off, all the while murmuring small apologies between her light-hearted chuckles. Despite herself, Lucy couldn't stay mad for long. As Mia carefully dried her hair and wrapped the towel around her, Lucy's annoyed expression slowly began to soften, though the blush on her cheeks remained.

Once Mia had finished drying her off, she stood up again, this time with a mischievous smile. Without warning, she swooped down and scooped Lucy up into her arms in a princess carry. Lucy squeaked in surprise, her arms instinctively wrapping around Mia's neck. "W-What are you doing now?" she asked, though the blush across her face deepened.

Mia just grinned, her eyes sparkling as she carried Lucy across the room with ease. "Making up for earlier," she said with a wink, striding toward their bedroom. Lucy buried her face in Mia's shoulder, her embarrassment growing with each step they took, but she didn't protest. There was something thrilling about being carried like this, despite her earlier frustration.

Once they reached the bedroom, Mia gently laid Lucy down on the cool sheets, her movements slow and deliberate, as if she were handling something precious. Lucy looked up at her, her silver eyes wide and shining with a mixture of emotions—surprise, affection, and a lingering blush that spread across her face.

Mia smiled down at her, brushing a few strands of Lucy's hair out of her face. "Better?" she teased softly. Lucy, still blushing, only managed a small nod, biting her lip as she tried to hide her smile.

As Mia hovered over Lucy, the atmosphere in the room shifted, becoming warmer and more intimate. Slowly, she leaned down, her lips barely brushing against Lucy's at first—a soft, teasing touch that sent a shiver down Lucy's spine. Mia's movements were slow, deliberate, giving Lucy plenty of time to anticipate what was coming next.

Lucy's breath caught in her throat as Mia finally closed the distance between them, pressing her lips to hers in a tender, lingering kiss. It wasn't rushed or forceful; instead, Mia led with the kind of gentle care that made Lucy feel as though she were being cherished in every touch. Lucy melted beneath her, her body relaxing completely as she surrendered to the soft, sensual rhythm Mia set.

Mia's lips moved slowly, each kiss deepening with an unspoken passion. Her hands roamed lightly over Lucy's sides, fingertips barely grazing her skin, adding to the electric sensation that coursed through her body. Lucy could feel the heat building between them, but it was the tenderness in Mia's every movement that made her pulse quicken. There was something undeniably intoxicating about the way Mia was taking her time, allowing Lucy to savor each moment.

Lucy sighed softly into the kiss, her fingers trailing up Mia's arms, gripping her shoulders as she responded with just as much affection. Mia's hand slid up to cup Lucy's cheek, her thumb brushing lightly against her skin as she pulled back for a brief moment, only to dive in again—this time slower, even more sensual.

The air in the room felt thick, charged with a quiet intensity. Every kiss felt like an unspoken promise, a silent exchange of love between the two of them. Mia's hand moved down Lucy's neck, her fingers tracing light patterns across her collarbone before settling at her waist, gently pulling her closer.

Lucy could barely think straight, her mind clouded with the overwhelming softness of the moment. She let Mia guide her completely, surrendering to the feeling of being held, kissed, and loved with such delicate care. It was as though Mia wanted her to feel everything—every gentle touch, every slow, deep kiss.

Mia reached for the towel wrapped around Lucy's body, gently unwrapping it and letting the fabric fall away. Lucy's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, a soft giggle escaping her as she instinctively covered herself with her hands.

"Can you, uh… turn off the lights?" Lucy asked with an awkward chuckle, her blush deepening.

Mia smiled softly, giving a small nod before getting up to dim the lights. The room darkened, bathed only in the faintest glow, and Mia returned to Lucy's side without hesitation. She leaned in, kissing Lucy softly on the lips, her hands moving tenderly over Lucy's body, cupping her breasts gently and massaging them with care. The warmth of Mia's touch soothed Lucy, her earlier embarrassment melting away as she relaxed into the moment.

With the lights dimmed, the atmosphere in the room turned intimate and calm. Mia's return to Lucy's side felt natural, her movements unhurried as she leaned down to kiss Lucy again, this time slower, more tender. The softness of their lips meeting in the dark brought a sense of peace between them, as though the world outside no longer mattered.

Mia's hands moved delicately, fingertips grazing over Lucy's skin before gently cupping her breasts. The warmth of her palms made Lucy shiver, her breath catching slightly. Mia's touch was careful, almost reverent as if she wanted Lucy to savor every moment, and Lucy couldn't help but melt into it.

Lucy's embarrassment lingered in the way her body tensed at first, but with each kiss, each soothing touch, she relaxed further. Mia's hands traced comforting circles on her skin, easing any tension left from earlier. Lucy's eyes fluttered shut, her breathing growing slower as she let Mia take the lead, guiding her through the moment.

Mia, noticing how Lucy softened beneath her, pressed another gentle kiss to Lucy's lips, taking her time as her fingers explored with care. The quiet hum of affection between them filled the room, each touch more thoughtful than the last.

Mia, with a soft smile, slowly undid the towel wrapped around her body, letting it slip away. The sight froze Lucy for a moment, her heart racing as a wave of excitement coursed through her. Her eyes widened briefly, and her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. Mia noticed the change and let out a light chuckle, amused by Lucy's reaction.

Leaning down, Mia kissed Lucy's lips softly again before slowly moving her attention lower. She trailed a line of tender kisses down Lucy's neck, her chest, and over her stomach, each one sending a tingling warmth through Lucy's body. Her touch was gentle, and thoughtful, savoring every inch.

When Mia's lips reached the soft skin of Lucy's inner thighs, Lucy shuddered at the sensation. Her breath hitched as Mia's kisses grew more intimate, peppered with soft praises.

"You're beautiful," Mia whispered between kisses, her voice warm and genuine, making Lucy's heart flutter even more. "So perfect…"

Mia's words carried a soothing affection, lifting Lucy further into the moment. Each kiss was slow, deliberate, and filled with a sense of adoration that made Lucy's body relax even as her excitement grew.

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