It was alluring. Every sway of her hips from left to right seemed to be calling me over. Tantalized I walked behind her. Was I really left with no choice, in front of this witch of mine? Had I become so weak!

Her foot stopped right before the water, her hand sinking into her clothes once again as she slid her pants down. Inch by inch her curvaceous behind came into view.

I placed a hand on her hips, right above the contours of her bum, on her spine. My finger swished and pulled along a trace of the chocolate batter.

Weiss straightened up, like a cat. Her head snapped back. Below me, her chest, and below that her plump, beckoning buttocks.

Her tits were perky yet small, perfect, pointy red nipples on her chest looking straight ahead. They were hardened, almost sharp, as she looked back at me slightly.

"What?" She hissed.

I licked the chocolate off my finger.

"Cleaning up," I said, gesturing at her to go ahead with my eyes. Weiss looked me top to bottom. Her brows furrowed.

"What the hell? Why are you still dressed?"

"Go in, Miss Witch. I’ll follow."

She stepped off her pants and let her feet sink into the first step of the pool, her eyes stuck on me, and my eyes stuck on her swaying bum. I wanted to grasp it right away, but held myself back.

One foot in, then another. I could see slightly between her thighs that touched, as she went deeper into the water. At the same time, I got rid of my trousers as well and followed behind her. Weiss was only a few steps in when I stepped inside too.

This was war, Miss Witch. You may be my boss, but in these matters.

"The water will filter itself," she said lightly, "So don’t worry about that."

"Of course," I said, right behind her. We both stared ahead, she knew I was behind her, right near her.

Moving to her side on purpose, I came closer. Weiss at the same time raised her hand from the back, swaying it almost it.

It barely moved near my erect manhood. At half-mast already, my breathing was getting heavier. Her hand was almost at my glans, barely. As if she too couldn’t control herself, she moved her hand ahead again.

God.

The breaths.

The heat. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Was it rising from the bath? We couldn’t tell. Slowly, both of sank deeper and deeper, just a move away, just an inch from touching each other the entire time. In those tormenting seconds that felt like hours we finally sank deep enough into the bath, down to our chests, down until our bodies up her neck and to my chest was underneath the water.

Barely any consolation, barely hiding anything.

She dipped further in, going completely below the water. In a few seconds, her head came out from near the center of the bath, the pool, really. Weiss finally turned to me.

Her purple eyes mellow, melting as they stared into mine. For the first time, on her lips, was I seeing something akin to a smile. She reached her hand out, and beckoned me over.

Just like magic, the dirt and chocolate that left her started to move toward the edges of the bath, the water clear all the time. It was washing off me too. I dipped down as well, my eyes wide open.

Swimming underwater toward her.

My heart was pumping. Breath kept coming out. For all the flames in my loin, it felt as if only in her could it calm down. I swam closer, until I could see closer, clearer.

Her body, her beautiful soft thighs, that slit on her body, the slightly peeking clit. Blood rushed to my head, as my eyes trailed up they were greeted by her picturesque breasts. The water broke and I peered out, letting out a large breath.

"Hey, Butler..." said Weiss. She stepped closer.

I gulped.

"Miss Witch."

Another. Her foot was on mine.

Her breasts right below this damned layer of water, they were so close I could feel her nipples about to graze my skin. She raised her hand, and placed it on my neck this time.

"Say... what gave you this?"

"A mad knight," I said.

It was not right. To stay still anymore. I gently reached closer and put my hand around her waist.

Weiss gasped.

I pulled her closer.

"I said I’ll wash your back, right?"

"It isn’t needed in this bath..."

One hand on her back, the other going lower and lower. Her waist was almost touching mine, our eyes never left each other.

Our lips were calling out to one other. Breaths hitting, mixing, saliva filled our mouths, I was sure it was as hot for her as it was for me.

"Still, we have to clean..." My fingers finally moved to her supple ass. I grazed it lightly first, then my fingers sank into her soft flesh, it curved with my hands, pressing in. Our hips were almost stuck to each other. My hard dick was getting bigger.

I pulled closer. My fingers went between her cheeks, into her slim ass, I pushed the cheeks with my hand and used one finger to rub at her back.

Weiss’ legs trembled. She hissed. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I pulled her closer yet, this time pushing right at her puckered hole.

We touched.

My dick pressed against her stomach.

"Butler..."

"Yes?"

I held her closer. Now our chest was touching, but as she moved to look up at me she pulled her top back. Pressing her hips closer to my cock, her stomach into my manhood.

My fingers grazed at her ass, lightly playing around that inviting entrance. My other hand rubbed her back completely. From top to bottom, feeling her curves, all the way up to her neck, down to her hips, then around, almost touching her sides and grazing near her underboobs.

Before going back again.

Washing her.

Touching her thoroughly.

"And this?" she asked. Another scar. Her voice was getting lighter, higher.

"This was another thief who I ran into while stealing."

"Breathing?"

"If he was I wouldn’t be."

"Nnnng..."

Her soft moan fell into my ears.

It went on and on, I moved my other hand to the front, toward her stomach. Her hand came closer too, touching the top of my dick now. Slowly at first, she ran a finger over it, over at the head. Her thumb pressed on the opening.

She wrapped her hand around me.

And pumped it lower.

My finger shot into her ass. Spreading it open slightly.

We went on and on like that.

Pumping, pushing, slowly and slowly, as she moved around my length.

Her other hand on my neck pulled tighter. Her nails were sinking into my back. And my finger was going deeper and deeper into her ass. I moved it, gently probing around.

It was close.

I was swelling up.

"Ahh..." I let out a soft voice.

Weiss pulled my hair and made me look into her eyes again.

She pumped and pumped, jerking me off.

Her eyes never left mine.

My hand around her tightened.

My finger went the deepest into her ass.

She hurled her head back and let out a giant breath, and her hand pumped one last time.

It came out. Spurting. All directly into her hand and her stomach. Even as her legs trembled from her ass being fingered, she looked down at me.

We both had hit pleasure at the same time. She from her bum, I from her hands.

It was embarrassing, yet hot. As if we were both first timers.

She leaned closer, her forehead resting on my shoulder.

Her fingers slowly let go of my cock.

"Butler..." said Weiss. "Let’s go make that cake, yes?"

"Yes..." I gently ran my other hand through her wet hair, above her ears, while slowly, slowly removing from finger from her asshole. "Yes, Miss Witch."