The bath, lit by red candles, was shrouded in mist, steeped in an atmosphere of tenderness and desire.
Wuye held Kaguya in his arms as they sat in the water. His remaining pair of shorts and Kaguya's small inner dress had both been soaked by the warm water, clinging to their skin.
Fortunately, the fabric was exquisitely handmade. Even pressed against their bodies, it flowed like soft clouds, without the discomfort of the coarse cloth used in later generations.
"You... don't plan to take it off now...?"
Kaguya leaned against him like a little princess, her wet, slippery hands hooked around his neck. Her delicate oval face drew close to his ear as she whispered sweetly.
"Not yet..."
One of Wuye's hands gently caressed her smooth jade-like back, while the other held her slender waist tightly.
She had always liked to wear loose Otsutsuki Clan uniforms, concealing her figure beneath her clothes. But in truth, her waist was so slim that Wuye could wrap it with one hand.
Kaguya twisted her body slightly and gently shook her head. Her cloudlike, snow-white hair spread across the surface of the water behind her.
His hand reached up and grasped her Otsutsuki Clan horns.
They felt unexpectedly nice, like two warm pieces of jade, nothing like as rough as they appeared.
That was why he had asked earlier. Whether she was willing or unwilling made a great difference to him.
Wuye freely stroked the pair of horns atop her head, deeply satisfied.
"Do you need... my hair?"
She lightly bit Wuye's chin.
Wuye's breathing quickened. "Yes."
Then countless strands of hair began to dance over the water's surface, forming bundles that swept toward Wuye.
Kaguya still held tightly around his neck. As they pleased one another, she had her hair as a divine