Ch.356356. I’ll Just Hold Your Hand and Clean It

“Um, should I wipe your front too…?”

With her face flushed red and fidgeting with her fingers, Hwa Nabi seemed to be imagining something while offering to wash my body.

I stared blankly at her chest covered in soap bubbles, then finally came to my senses and answered.

“Yeah, I’d appreciate it if you did… but are you sure?”

“Yes, why wouldn’t I be? We’re married. We can wash each other’s bodies.”

“Mmm, right? We can wash each other’s bodies…”

“……”

“……”

Feeling like I might say something strange if I continued talking, I closed my mouth and picked up the shower puff that had fallen to the floor.

It might not be necessary when she’s washing my back, but for washing the front where our eyes would meet, this shower puff would be needed.

After rinsing it well with water and covering it with bubbles, I handed it to her, but Hwa Nabi hesitated instead of taking it right away.

“Why aren’t you taking it?”

“Husband, did you… not like it?”

“Huh? What?”

“Washing you here. Did you dislike the feeling… or something?”

“…Oh.”

I had given her the shower puff to avoid creating an awkward situation, but Hwa Nabi seemed to have misunderstood my intention.

I quickly shook my head to indicate that wasn’t the case.

“I gave it to you in case you needed it, but if you don’t, that’s fine. Do whatever’s comfortable.”

“Mmm, okay. …Is it alright if I wash you?”

I’m pretty sure I told her to do whatever was comfortable for her, but Hwa Nabi squeezed body wash onto her chest, worked up a lather, and approached me.

Using her chest instead of the shower puff—something seems very wrong here, but I guess it’s too late to back out now. I gulped and relaxed my body so Hwa Nabi could wash me comfortably.

Thump. Something soft touched my chest. A plump, cushiony sensation. It felt strangely familiar, so I glanced down from my fixed forward gaze.

Hwa Nabi’s soap-covered chest was pressed against mine, changing shape as it pressed against me.

“……”

Is this really okay? Is it alright to just keep looking at this? The scene before me was so dizzying that I unconsciously fidgeted with my hands, only to have them gently caught by Hwa Nabi.

‘Husband, stay still.’

‘That’s difficult…’

‘…Hmph.’

Hwa Nabi grabbed my wrists, pulled them behind my back, and embraced me. As our chests pressed closer together, something firm pressed against my lower chest.

Maybe it’s because we’re both soaking wet, but just looking at Hwa Nabi makes my heart flutter.

And it seemed she felt the same way, as she looked up at me with wide eyes, smiled prettily, and slowly brought her face closer.

“Mmm, chu…”

As her sweet scent drew near, Hwa Nabi’s red lips gently covered mine.

A deep kiss.

The fresh fragrance wafting around us instantly heated my heart, making me want to embrace her and do all sorts of things. Unfortunately, with my wrists restrained, I couldn’t. Could it be that Hwa Nabi had grabbed my wrists knowing I would react this way?

I could use force if I wanted to, but that would ruin the mood of the kiss. I gave up trying to move and focused on responding to Hwa Nabi. When she licked my lips with her tongue, I licked hers back; when she sucked on my lower lip, I sucked on her upper lip—diligently and earnestly.

“Mmm, haah…”

“…Phew.”

Is it appropriate to use the word “diligent” while kissing in a bathroom? Anyone would see this as indecent and improper, but still, I couldn’t give up tasting Hwa Nabi’s lips.

Her lips were so sweet and delicious, as if the water we’d just turned on was actually honey. The more our bodies pressed together, the more I wanted her, so I stepped forward half a step to let her lean into me more comfortably as she stood on her tiptoes.

Hwa Nabi also shifted slightly to press against me. As her soft chest pressed to its limit, she momentarily released my wrists.

In that instant, I immediately moved my hands to wrap around Hwa Nabi’s waist. And as aggressively as I had been holding back, I embraced her so tightly that her feet briefly left the ground as I pressed my lips against hers.

Surprised by suddenly being lifted into the air, Hwa Nabi fumbled with her hands, not knowing where to place them on my back. But that didn’t last long. When I gently rubbed her body to reassure her, she soon found her place, wrapping her arms around my neck and tilting her head to respond to my kiss.

“Mmm, mmm… haa, mmh… hmmm…”

“……”

As the kiss lengthened to the point where Hwa Nabi’s breathing became rapid, I could feel my head and chest growing increasingly hot. If we continued kissing like this, wouldn’t either my head or my heart burst from the heat?

Instinctively, I reached for the wall. The faucet should be somewhere around here. After some fumbling, my hand found something.

Click, swoosh.

Lukewarm water poured down from the shower head fixed above. Hoping this stream of water would calm my heated feelings, I gently brushed Hwa Nabi’s wet hair away from her ear.

“But I haven’t finished applying the soap…”

“We’re taking a bath anyway, so this is enough, right…?”

“…Yes, I suppose this is enough.”

I’m not sure if she meant we’d showered enough, or if she meant something else was enough.

Well, I’m not sure, but… does it really matter? I pushed my bangs up as the water streamed down. The water flowing down my forehead and face was annoying because it made it hard to see Hwa Nabi.

“Oh? Husband, you pushed your bangs up?”

“Yeah, they were in the way… Does it not suit me?”

“It’s not that it doesn’t suit you, it’s just that I feel like it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you with your bangs pushed back.”

Ah, that’s right. Usually, I’m too lazy to blow-dry my hair every morning, so I mostly wear it down. I’ve rarely pushed my bangs up except for important events or appointments, so I understand why Hwa Nabi is reacting this way.

As if finding it fascinating that I had pushed up my bangs, Hwa Nabi carefully reached out and caressed my cheek. It tickled, so I laughed quietly and asked her:

“Is it that surprising that I pushed my hair up?”

“Hmm… a little? Since you usually wear your bangs down, husband…”

“Want to touch it?”

“Oh… no, that would mess up your bangs. It looks good on you, so I shouldn’t touch it. I’ll just look at it like this.”

She seemed sincere about just looking, as Hwa Nabi caressed my cheek but never placed her fingers above my eyebrows.

My bangs aren’t some national treasure. As she treated them like something precious, just looking without touching, something seemed to occur to her, and she stopped her fingertips and looked up at me intently.

“Husband, I have a favor to ask…”

“Yeah, what is it?”

“If it’s okay, can I take a picture of you with your bangs up? You look so handsome, I want to save it to look at later…”

As if deliberately acting cute, Hwa Nabi looked up at me with wide eyes, even cutely twisting her body as she asked.

Perhaps because of Hwa Nabi’s rare display of aegyo, I almost nodded without thinking… but then the suddenly cold water stream hit me and brought me back to my senses.

Click, I turned off the faucet and looked at Hwa Nabi.

“Taking pictures is fine, but you know the twenty photos we agreed on earlier are done, right?”

“Are you saying you need another condition…?”

“Yeah, I won’t ask for anything difficult. Just one simple thing, if that’s okay?”

“One simple thing… Okay, I understand. But can I take the picture right now?”

I nodded in agreement, and Hwa Nabi rushed out of the shower without even thinking about drying off, disappearing like the wind.

Thump, thump, thump—she ran so recklessly that anyone watching would think she was being chased by a thug. After rushing out like that, she returned to the shower in what felt like less than ten seconds, holding a phone in her hand.

“Whew, I’m back…”

“You could have gone more slowly, what was the rush…?”

“I wanted to, but with photos, you have to capture the moment right when you feel it. Phew…”

Catching her breath, Hwa Nabi fiddled with her phone. I turned off the faucet I had left running and pushed my bangs up once more.

“Nabi, should I just stand here?”

“Ah, wait…! Just stay right where you are.”

“Here?”

“Yes, right there. Oh, and if possible, could you turn the faucet back on? I want to capture the shower feeling.”

“Your phone might get wet.”

“That’s fine, I prepared for this and put on a waterproof case.”

“…You really did.”

I wonder how far ahead she planned to have a waterproof case ready. Though bewildered by Hwa Nabi’s peculiar preparedness, I turned on the faucet as instructed.

Having fulfilled her request, I planned to use this as an excuse to tease her later. With that thought in mind, I pretended to shower while Hwa Nabi took several photos.

Click, click. Determined to provide good service, I changed poses, and Hwa Nabi, seemingly enjoying herself, enthusiastically took photos.

After taking at least a dozen photos like that, I figured it was probably enough and looked at her, and she nodded.

“Done?”

“Yes, I’m done. …Hehe, they came out well.”

“Let me see, how did they turn out?”

“Ah… wait, I can’t show you these photos. They’re for my personal collection…”

“They’re photos of me, and I can’t see them?”

“Well… later then. I’ll show you after I finish editing them.”

“Oh, really…?”

It seemed inconsistent that she called them for personal collection but planned to edit them, but I let it slide. What mattered more was the favor I was about to ask, so such trivial things weren’t important.

I turned off the faucet, dried the water from my hands, and slowly approached Hwa Nabi. Not understanding my intention, she stared at me blankly, but as our bodies drew closer, she seemed to tense up and slightly covered her chest with her arm.

“…So now it’s your turn to ask me for a favor, husband?”

“Yes, it’s my turn.”

I looked down at Hwa Nabi with a leisurely response.

Flushed cheeks, voluminously swollen chest. Slender waist, smooth thighs.

A perfect female body, as if painted in a picture, standing before my eyes without a stitch of clothing.

What a man should do with such a woman in front of him is obvious.

“Nabi.”

“Ah, yes…?”

“Give me your phone.”