Steam blossomed, thick and slow, curling from the glossy surface of the water, everything blurred dreamlike at the edges.
Utaha's thigh pressed tight and possessive to Ichin, the sensation a live wire running from her muscles to his.
Ichin stared sideways through the haze—Utaha's hair, dark as obsidian and wet at the tips, clung to her neck and collarbone, the way her black swimsuit hugged the sculpted swoop of her hips almost obscene in the glimmering light.
Yukino, by contrast, trembled as she settled against him. Her breath came shallow—fluttering, birdlike. Her pale skin looked ethereal against the dark weave of her bathing suit, all angles and softness beneath the dim lamp's golden caress.
She hesitated, eyes darting briefly toward Utaha for reassurance. Utaha only smiled–slow, feline, a hint of hunger and mischief both.
Ichin's hand was on the edge of the pool. Yukino's leg pressed gingerly against his—she tried to hide it, but the movement betrayed her uncertainty.
"You're tense," Utaha murmured against Ichin's ear, words warm enough to send a shiver crawling down his neck. "Let's help you relax…"
..... To be continued at Patreon | RedX43
(T/N: This is not written by original Author and Might not be linked with what happens, its just me and my imagination!)