The Fated Date

She breathed out a sigh of relief when Cicilia relented, slipping away to let her actually wash. She had thought the boxer was going to keep her there forever and likely would have if such a thing were possible. The kiss and small slap on her bottom had almost been enough to draw her back in. Cooler heads prevailed this day however. She was just as hungry for a actually date as she was for Cicilia.

She lathered up her palms with the soap, about to get started when Cicilia caught her attention. She couldn't help but stare, something about the way the boxer was washing herself was just so attractive she couldn't look away. Was she doing that on purpose to distract her? It was working.

She clenched the soap tightly between her hands as she gazed upon her girlfriend. Her grip was a bit too tight, as the bar suddenly squeezed out from in between her hands, shooting upward. She awkwardly fumbled to keep it from dropping, the slippy soap juggled in the air as she struggled to catch it. Eventually she did, red face from embarrassment.

She glanced off to the side, avoiding eye contact with her teasing lover. She scrubbed herself down with palms of bubbles as well as the soap itself. She tried to ignore the fact Cicilia was there, watching her so thoroughly. She felt so naked... Because she was, go figure. She worked quickly, just in case the boxer had decided to lunge for her again. There was no real telling with Cicilia. Both girls were a bit amorous when it came to one another.

Once she was done with everything, save for her hair, she offered the bar of soap back to her girlfriend. She was tempted to offer to help, she wanted to, but knew the road that went down. Once she started gliding her hands all over her lover's wet naked body, she wasn't sure if she would be able to stop. That may have been as a result from how worked up Cicilia had already gotten her.

Cicilia smiled as her lover stared at her, so distracted by the show she was putting on, the poor girl nearly dropped the soap! What a tragedy that would've been, let me tell you... A beautiful, beautiful tragedy... She let out a soft wink as Sayumi's face flashed a deep and heavy red, taking a step forward as if to embrace her again.... then taking that step back and just laughing... She was so cute... THE URGE TO JUST HUG HER RIGHT NOW! IT WAS SO STRONG! It was like a child being in a room not 10 feet from the biggest, cutest teddy-bear in the world! The German had some restraint, though and just waited for her lover to get to lathering herself up, only staring at her HARDER when she broke their gaze. She couldn't help it. Sayumi had a body that would make any girl jealous! With those big, beautiful breasts of hers and quite a cute butt to boot, observing her lover's gorgeous form all wet and shiny and covered in suds was very enjoyable to say the absolute least.

The more Sayumi acted embarrassed, the more the boxer's eyes glowed with warmth, her sexual desires being suppressed by a far more gentle and stable emotion... She let out a soft sigh and smiled softly as Sayumi handed her back the soap, giving her a turn to lather up. Just seeing her like this made the boxer's whole body tingle with love... Not lust, though that was somewhere in the background, but a deep, caring love that demanded she hold her in her arms and feel their hearts synchronize...

Surprisingly gracious, Cicilia took the bar from her partner, trading her instead a bottle of shampoo! T'was a brand they both used, something they had started doing to save money... Gotta spare it where you can right? As her lover got the last bit of her shower done in soaping her hair, Cicilia went about lathering up her body, not particularly doing it in an arousing, over-the-top fashion.... but if it got Sayumi's attention, then all the better! By the end of it, her body was nice and clean, the smell of roses mixed with steam filling the bathroom... T'was nice and calming, especially with the sound and feel of running water... and the presence of her sweet nearby...

"You're so cute..." Cicilia noticed with a giggle, crossing her arms over her chest, squeezing her breasts a little behind them. "I just wanna hug and cuddle you aaaaaall day..."

Thankfully she had been spared having to make the choice of following through with her shower or rubbing down Cicilia when a bottle of shampoo was passed her way as she handed off the soap. She squeezed out a bit into her hands, discreetly watching the boxer lather up from the corner of her eyes.

She couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. She wasn't sure why. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen the girl stripped down countless times already. Something about this felt more personal though. Perhaps it was just her predisposed disposition when it came to bathing.

She didn't have to prep for long, once she started on her hair, her eyes closed and remained that way as she blindly combed her fingers through her lavender locks. Lather, rise, repeat, she always took good care of her hair. She even had a few natural oils she would comb into it every so often to help give it some shine.

She shifted beneath the shower head, letting the misty spray wash her body down. She cupped handfuls of water to splay and rib a few hard to reach places but things were mostly uneventful from her. She found it easier to do all this with her eyes still closed, not knowing if her lover was still watching. This wasn't an uncommon practice for her. She tended to do poorly with water or soap getting in her eyes so she would spend the tail end of her shower in darkness as a result.

"What'd I do?" She asked sheepishly as she turned in the general direction of Cicilia with her eyes tightly shut. Just hearing Cicilia mention cuddling up with her got her a bit excited, enough to get a small blush. "O-oh..." She fidgeted in place as she awkwardly stood their blindly. Was it rude to ask if Cicilia was almost done? She didn't want to slip out of the shower and leave her alone. That seemed like a jerk thing to do.

Oh yes. Cicilia wouldn't stop watching her girlfriend just because she had to close her eyes to wash herself. Seeing her fidget and blush was one of the things the German would never take for granted in her life... When they first met, she was confident... strong... touchy and girly, sure but she definitely had her strengths. Here, though... She seemed almost nervous and meek, things that only added to her cuteness and for the German to embrace her... If her mission in life was to just hold her lover, kiss her and protect her, Cicilia would've lived a full, happy life.

Enough with the fantasies, though. As her girlfriend got her hair all nice and soaped up, Cicilia would gently take the bottle from her, pouring some into her own hands and began lathering up her long, black hair. T'would take a bit longer, seeing as she had much more to go over and make sure was clean, all the while keeping her warm, sanguine gaze locked on her sweet. She wasn't afraid of soap... The sting it brought to her eyes wasn't much of a risk... not compared to the reward of being able to see her naked partner standing right there not a few feet away...

At the mention of being cuddled and snuggled, Sayumi's excitement extracted a small giggle from the juggernaut, not able to stand her cuteness anymore! Stepping forward so that they were both under the shower-head, Cicilia wrapped her arms around her partner, pulling her into a soft, tender embrace as the water cleansed them of the suds. She softly ran her hands up and down Sayumi's back as she held her, resting her chin on her shoulder as her eyes fluttered shut, letting their bodies share their heat and the shower's... She was careful to come in slowly, careful to not scare her or freak her out beyond the initial contact. She didn't want anything arousing or anything... Just a tender moment for them to share before their date...

"...I'm sorry... I couldn't help it..." She sighed softly into her partner's ear, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek. "You're just too cute..." Reaching behind her partner, she turned the nozzle, cutting off the water-flow once she was certain their hair was free of soap, leaving the two naked girls alone in the now silence of their bathroom.

"That was fun..." Cicilia giggled, pulling away a bit and gesturing towards the shower's exit. "After you..."

She had developed the habit of closing her eyes in the tail end of her showers at a rather young age. A mix of actually getting shampoo in her eyes in her youth as well with the fact she didn't open her eyes underwater period. Those sorts of things just tended to irritate her eyes in general. Even in the past while the two spent time at the beach before they were a couple, she was the same way after rinsing off in the ocean waters. It wasn't a behavior that came up often. As a kid, she was always the one with the big goggles swimming at the bottom of the pool. Back when she actually had a wealth of friends, they always use to tease her for having racoon light rings around her eyes because of it.

As Cicilia wrapped her arms around her, she 'meeped' softly, unable to keep herself from smiling even despite her earlier protests. She could tell her girlfriend was being careful, considerate. As the boxer set her chin on her wet shoulder, she leaned away slightly, turning her head to place a kiss on her cheek... well, she tried anyhow. She managed to get her ear, then her temple on her second try before giving up to just enjoy the hug for what it was. She shuddered lightly as Cicilia's fingers roamed down her back, trying to hold back a giggle.

"Uh huh." She was beaming cheerfully. " I'm not even trying either!" She blushed a bit, having raised her voice to be heard over the running water but it had cut off just as she spoke. Her voice echoed a bit in the bathroom. "Yeah... it was." She couldn't help but wish they had more space to actually play around a bit... She sucked lightly on her lower lip, imagining what they could do in a pool, or a hot tub or something. She had never been in one of those fancy ones with the bubble jets. Oh gosh! Cicilia was waiting on her! Right.

She blindly reached around the shower, finding the door. She was familiar with the layout of the bathroom these days, making the task of blindly fumbling around soaking wet slightly less precarious.  Sliding the door open, she took a long slow step out of the lip of the tub base, dripping palm feeling around the wall until she found a towel hanging. She yanked it down once she had stepped out, rubbing her face off first and foremost to return her vision to her. She turned back towards Cicilia, offering her girlfriend a hand to exit as well. "M'lady."

God, Cicilia loved how aware of her cuteness Sayumi was... made her even cuter! It was like a positive feedback loop of adorableness that never ended! She sighed happily as she received a few kisses on her ear and temple before eventually pulling back, giving her partner the space she needed to finally leave the shower... As the count-down to their actual date began to tick ever closer to it's end, the Juggernaut was actually starting to get nervous... She had the clothes and she knew for a fact that Sayumi was the girl she wanted to be with forever and ever (didn't take much soul searching to decide that, let me tell you), so... she supposed that the only thing left as to have fun...? She had heard stories from both her parents and others back in Germany as to what dates did to relationships... They either made or broke them like twigs and one big enough mess-up might lead to your whole relationship crashing and burning. On the outside, she was smiling, her eyes flicking from Sayumi's towel-covered face to her absolutely gorgeous body (COULDN'T... HELP IT!) but just below that, her stomach was freezing up with cruel anticipation. This was what getting cold feet felt like, right...?

Cicilia must've zoned out in her thoughts as Sayumi's fanciful words snapped her out of her trance, her eyes flicking to the hand she held out to her in surprise. She glanced back up at those soft blue eyes of hers and sighed softly, her smile springing to life once again as she daintily took her offered hand in hers, stepping out of the shower lightly, as if she were some kind of princess stepping out of a carriage.

"Thank you, my love..." Cicilia responded in a similar tone, leaning in and giving Sayumi a soft kiss for just being so perfect. Who knew the words "my lady" could turn you on like that...? If she lead with that every time they went anywhere together...

Wow...

She had to resist the urges, though... For the sake of their date and the reservations she's made, Cicilia must keep herself under control. She was tempted... to just take the towel Sayumi had and wrap it around eachother, keeping the two of them pressed tightly as they dried each other off... Another time maybe... another time... She instead grabbed the other one, drying herself off nice and quickly, her heart beating faster and faster as the water left her skin... Once she was dry enough, she'd turn back to her lover, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Would you please stay here a moment...? I wanna surprise you with something..." Whether or not she agreed, Cicilia would hang up her towel and make her way back to their room.

...Several minutes later... Cicilia would return... wearing something one might NEVER imagine she'd ever wear:

Spoiler:

"So...? What do you think...?" She'd ask, holding her hands down in front of her nervously... "Do you like it...?"

The request to stay in the bathroom was an odd one, but easily agreed to. If Sayumi left her hair like this, it would inevitably knot up. She had a bit of a post shower ritual of further hair care that went into what made it always so bouncy and soft. She saw Cicilia off, face brightened by curiosity as her lover left her behind.

Once she had mostly dried herself off, one of the towels was wrapped around her body, tucked over itself just at her breasts to hang snug against her body as a makeshift dress. She had pat most of the moisture from her hair with a towel before taking to other means to handle the rest. Blow dryer in one hand and brush in the other, she meticulously fixed up her hair on a low heat to keep anything from fraying. The process easily kept her occupied until Cicilia finally returned.

She heard her lover at the doorway so she flicked the blow dryer off and glanced over in complete and utter surprise. Not only was Cicilia in a dress of some sort, something completely foreign to the tough boxer, but she wore it beautifully. She looked uncharacteristicly elegant even if the dress itself was so simple. Sayumi in her towel was almost like a pauper reflection of what her girlfriend was at the moment. The "m'lady" comments from minutes earlier seems far more appropriate now.

She almost dropped her brush, lost just staring. It was so adorable how nervous she was as well. Clearly this was outside of the girl's comfort zone but she had done it anyway... For their date? She bit her lip, setting the brush down and blow dryer down on the counter. She wanted to just whisk her feet and carry her someplace. The bathroom not the ideal place to do that.

"You look... Stunning." She really did. The dress was pretty, Cilicia was a true vision in it. Why didn't she dress like this more often? She was cute as well... Super cute! She wasn't sure if this was just a side effect of seeing her lover dressed more girlie or the way she was shy about it all but she was considering tailoring a dress of two more for her once she had the time.

Sayumi's heavy stare only made the boxer's blush deepen further, her cheeks full pools of red. She stood there, fidgeting with her fingers in the doorway, nervous as to what she thought. The dress itself wasn't uncomfortable... After all, she chose it's simple design because it was easy enough to move in as well as take on-and-off. She wasn't going to wear something that belonged in a ball-room dance or anything... But what was really making her act so... not-normal was what Sayumi thought of her. She hadn't ever worn something so... formal in her presence. Not when she went on that 4-person date with Bubbles and Mariah, something she regretted. Now, though, her lover's praise seemed to make up for all that, her claim that she looked stunning in her new outfit! Saying that wearing something so elegant was out of her comfort zone was an understatement... She never liked people staring at her, not used to compliments of such high caliber, even from the woman she loved... Even standing there in nothing but a towel, dryer and brush in hand, Cicilia still saw Sayumi as the more beautiful of the two. She just... would pull it off better... So hearing how good she looked in this dress...? It meant a lot to her.

"...Thanks..." She barely managed to eek out, glancing up from where her eyes fell, a small smile upon her lips. "...I bought it just for this occasion... I wanted to make up for how... informal I was back when we were invited to a double-date with Bubbles and Mariah... I wanted to make this one our real first date... I want to make this day perfect for you... For us both." The German smiled softly, not willing to enter the bathroom and mess up her new dress, but the smile she flashed towards the lavender beauty said enough.

"I want to show you how much you mean to me today."

Sayumi's big beautiful smile grew and grew as Cicilia continued to explain herself. While she hadn't been very happy with the boxer at the start of their double date, most of that had dissipated over the long evening. By the time everyone had been jamming out to karaoke she hadn't cared at all anymore. What they had that night was different than what she had expected from a date. A fun evening to be sure, but it felt more like friends hanging out, to her anyway, than it did a romantic gathering.

She had been really wanting to do this though. most people dated before becoming involved... Or moving in together... Or anything of the things they did on the regular. They had a pretty backwards relationship, but given her lack of experience in the field it never really registered the way it would with a normal person.

"D'awwww... you are so cute I can't  even deal with it right now!" Even with how simple the dress was, it looked elegant on Cicilia. Like she was some sort of princess. It was hard to remember she punched people's teeth out normally. She liked this new look, this new feeling. While they did things together rather often, it hadn't been the same. Cicilia going out of her way to make her happy with something so silly or small as a date. It reminded her of the sushi and weirdo German food she had whipped up that day before they we're officially together. She thought back on that day fondly, though would often times wish she could take back how she had made the boxer feel by disliking her food choice.

She puffed up a bit, standing tall as she trotted up to the doorway. "Step aside fair maiden, for I... Need to put clothes on!" She balled her up hands on her hips, striking a pose. It didn't last long as the towel loosened, threatening to come apart. She clapped her arms around herself, holding it all in place red faced. "Well scoot! ...please?" She put her lips together, blowing out a few breathes at Cicilia to disturb her long black hair. This was her alternative to laying hands on the girl's new dress with her slightly damp hands. Her cheeks puffed up as she waited to be let by.

Cicilia couldn't hold back a laugh as Sayumi struck a heroic pose, her voice deepening to emulate that of a superhero her fists on her hips and her legs spread apart. "Oh my god, Sayumi..." She giggled, shaking her head. Why, oh why was she acting like this... Someone as cute as she trying to be all heroic-sounding... OH SHE JUST WANTED TO CUDDLE HER SO BAD RIGHT NOW! Before she could do anything of the sort, however, the towel hiding Sayumi's beautiful body started to fall apart, causing her to panic, barely able to keep it up in time! This, of course, invoked more laughter! Oh the blush on her face was just the best... She couldn't even...

Asking to be let by halted her laughter, Cicilia leaning in a bit so that their faces were just an inch apart. She stared into those gorgeous eyes of hers, her heart fluttering lightly in her chest. She took her partner's chin between her forefinger and thumb, placing a smooch on her partner's forehead with the softest of pressure... T'was almost like a kiss from an angel... that had the temper of a demon and beat people up professionally.

"That's for asking nicely..." She murmured softly before moving down and placing another on her cheek. "That's for the performance..." Resisting every erg to do the same with her lips, Cicilia backed off, instead moving towards the living room and giving her partner the space she needed. Sending a playful wink her way, the german would watch her partner disappear back to their room before sighing happily...

"I love that woman..." Cicilia whispered to herself before moving back to the livingroom and plopping herself down on the couch. OH THE ANTICIPATION! It was practically tangible. It knotted in her gut as she awaited the resurgence of her love, imagining her walking out in a tuxedo and rose in her mouth, a step up from the show she was putting on earlier. If she actually did that... She might just DIE! It would just be too much! She was secretly hoping if only a little Sayumi would do something so weird... After all that, such a follow up would be the best thing ever...