Warning: A little mention of mature topics. Nothing that descriptive yet
I knew there was something in the way Kawashita had asked, but I agreed. With little hesitation, I followed Kawashita out of my room, expecting we were going to a communal bath. But he stopped at the first room near the pathway that connected the main building to where I was staying. It had no signs of a bath or hot spring.
Kawashita pulled out a key from his pocket. I looked for a keyhole and found it on the left side. This must be a room for guests.
"Can I really use that room?" I asked as he opened the door.
The room had an entryway and two narrow shoji screens that led to the tatami room. Kawashita took my hand and dragged me inside before he locked the outer door.
"I'm one hundred percent certain. I reserved this room," he said as he stepped inside the room.
I took off my slippers and followed. "I thought you were taking me to a communal bath that's open for all genders."
Kawashita glanced at me and smirked. "We'll need swimsuits for that, and we won't be able to do what we want there."
"What we want?" My pitch rose a little.
Ignoring me, he slipped open another set of shoji screens that revealed another layer of clear glass sliding doors. There was small space outside with one tree on the right and round wooden tub at the right enclosed with two and half meters bamboo fences.
Wow. Private bath. Fancy.
"Are you sure you have time for this?" I looked at him.
He turned towards me. "What's with you and the questions?"
"Just making sure." I shrugged and then smiled. "And you said you're not pampering me."
He opened both hands and smirked. "I never said I wasn't."
I chuckled. "You and your words, Kawashita."
"Kawashita?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Kawashita-kun," I corrected.
"No, no, Reiko-senpai." He clucked his tongue and stepped towards me. "Call me Akira."
"No way." I shook my head and backed away instinctively. It was too early for that.
He caught me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me closer until our chests touched. He pulled down my hair tie.
"We'll see about that," he whispered, his lips touching my ears. "I bet you'll be calling my first name after this. You'll be moaning my name."
My cheeks heated and tried to glare at him but failed. "If I ever catch a cold, I'm holding you responsible, Kawa—"
I swore he laughed before he nibbled on my ears, and I grabbed hold of his hair.
Oh, crap.
"Wait, wait," I gasped as his head slid down to my neck, brushing aside my hair.
Hot wet trail of kisses burned my skin. I yanked on his hair harder as I felt the between of my thighs got wetter and wetter. Kawashita relented to wait, letting me go, standing straight. His assessing eyes were on me. He tilted his head and seemed to like what he saw. His eyes gleamed with joy and something a little darker.
He smirked. "You look like you're raring to go."
"Wouldn't that be you?" I put my hand on my hips, trying to catch my breath.
"I'm not going to deny that. I could barely keep my hands off of you," he said, his eyes turning darker with desire.
I smiled despite myself. "Aren't you embarrassed by that?"
A small laugh escaped him. "Coming from someone who likes to dirty talk."
"But that's different." I tilted my head and squinted at him. "That's like an admission."
"That I want you so much? It's nothing but the truth though." Kawashita jutted his chin before he clasped it as if thinking. "Is it because you can't admit you're drenched down there?"
I swallowed but ended up coughing. He stepped closer and closed the gap between us as he rubbed my back.
"Don't laugh," I managed to say when my throat hurt lessened.
"I'm not laughing." He put a finger down my chin and pushed it upward so our gazes met. He had an amused smile. "Is it okay if I check now, Reiko-senpai? We don't have all day."