Chapter 137: Preparation (Part 1)
After Hisui went home, I went downstairs and found Yuna waiting for me.
She said the bath was ready and invited me to join her, and I nodded in response.
She didn’t ask what had happened between me and Hisui, and I really appreciated that about her.
Since I’d had my hair washed at the salon, I tied it up with a hairband and wrapped it in a towel to keep it dry. With it being shorter now, that part was a little easier.
"Um… what’s that?"
Yuna had brought a small stick-like item into the bath that I didn’t recognize. It was pink, about the size of a travel-sized deodorant spray, and it looked like it had a switch.
"C-Could that be…"
A... a sex toy!?
Was this one of those things you’re supposed to use first so it doesn’t hurt when you do the real thing?
B-But still… is that really okay?
Having your first time be with a toy—that feels a little…
Or is that actually normal… for girls?
Wait, now that I’m dating Hisui, would doing something like that with Yuna count as cheating?
Since we’re sisters, maybe it’s... barely safe?
"I don’t know what you’re misunderstanding, but that’s an etiquette shaver."
Yuna said it flatly, clearly unimpressed by my panicked reaction.
"Huh?"
"You’re going to be seen by Aoni, right? You’ve got to make sure you take care of your body hair."
"Oh, so that’s what this is about."
That scared me...
Still, there was something I had to ask.
"Yuna, have you always been shaving?"
We’d been together so much, and yet I’d never once seen her doing it.
"Of course I have. It’s just… embarrassing, so I didn’t do it in front of you."
"O-Oh… I see."
Even though we were practically glued together all the time and had been physically close, that part was embarrassing… I feel like I’ve started to think more like a woman lately, but I still don’t really get that kind of thing.
"Alice, your skin’s sensitive and you haven’t really needed to do anything about it before, so I didn’t bring it up. But from now on, you need to start, okay?"
"Um… do I really have to?"
I glanced at my armpits and legs, but they didn’t seem hairy at all. Even the soft little area under my stomach was completely bare—it was almost more embarrassing because of how smooth it was.
"You’re going to be showing your skin in front of a man. It’s the bare minimum of grooming. The etiquette shaver doesn’t hurt your skin, and it doesn’t take that long either, so just get it done."
"O-Okay…"
I took the stick-like tool from Yuna.
When I removed the cap and flipped the switch, it started to hum and vibrate with a motor sound.
It reminded me of the electric razor I used back when I was a guy… I wonder what happened to that thing?
I pressed the rounded tip against my underarm and gently moved it around—it made a soft shuri-shuri sound. I guess I wasn’t totally hairless after all. Maybe the hair was just hard to notice since it was silver in color.
I did my shins, my calves, and just to be sure, even the area under my belly.
...Th-This is seriously embarrassing.
Yuna had kindly turned her gaze away while sitting in the bath, so she wasn’t seeing me in these awkward poses, but the sound of the shaver was still echoing through the room...
Okay, I take back what I said. I totally get how Yuna feels now.
Doing this in front of someone is really embarrassing.
We remained silent, the only sound in the bath was the buzzing of the shaver. It only lasted a few minutes, but to me, it felt much longer.
Once I finally finished shaving everything, I thanked Yuna and handed the shaver back.
Then, as usual—or maybe a little more carefully than usual—I washed my body.
...It’d be awful if I smelled or something.
After I finished, Yuna held up a bottle I didn’t recognize. It was made of amber-colored glass with a pink label that gave off a suspicious sort of vibe.
"Now, I’ll apply some body oil to finish things off."
"Eh...? You don’t have to..."
"Yes, I do. Setting the mood is something we both have to put effort into, okay?"
"O-Okay..."
Yuna took the bottle and poured some of its contents into her palm.
Then she moved behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders.
"Hyai!?"
A weird sound escaped me from the sudden coldness.
Her hands were coated in a slick liquid, and she slowly worked it over my shoulders and around my neck with her fingers.
The cold feeling passed quickly, but the odd ticklishness made my face tense up.
A sharp citrus scent suddenly wafted through the air.
"Huh? This smell…?"
It felt like something I’d smelled somewhere before.
"This is the same one I used the first time we had sex, Alice. Remember?"
"Y-Yeah…"
Now that she mentioned it, it was the same scent I remembered coming from Yuna that day. The memory came back out of nowhere, and something deep in my belly gave a twinge.
Yuna’s now-glossy hands glided back and forth along my arms, spreading the oil. The slick, sensual motion of her fingers across my bare skin sent a slippery sensation all through me.
Curious, I touched it with my fingers. The liquid was so thick it left sticky strands behind.
"Can you even wear clothes with this stuff on?"
And the smell feels kind of... strong, too...
"This kind of body oil is meant to be rinsed off in the shower after it’s rubbed in, so this is fine."
"...You rinse it off?"
"Yep. That way, just a soft trace of the scent is left behind. It’s the perfect strength."
...Oh, so that’s how it works.
"But that’s not the only special thing about this oil."
Yuna grinned playfully, a bit proud of herself.
"When you’re getting turned on during sex, your body heats up and your pores open. The oil that’s soaked into your skin starts to evaporate. Then it releases a sweet scent mixed with pheromones into the air, helping to really set the mood for both people!"
"I-I see…"
I gave a slightly uneasy response as Yuna rattled off her explanation at full speed.
Seriously, where did she even buy oil like that...? And come to think of it, wasn’t Yuna completely inexperienced during our first time too?
Still... she really had used that oil the first time? What did it smell like again?
The memory that came back was hazy—a mix of intense pleasure and excitement—and I think it had a sweet, milky scent...
"Fuhya!?"
Suddenly, her hands slipped in from both sides and touched my belly, cold with fresh oil. Yuna’s fingers, slick with another helping of that body oil, slithered across my belly, underarms, thighs—creeping over me like little creatures of their own.
"Mn… nnn..."
I told myself to hold it in, but each time her fingers brushed one of my sensitive spots, that heat down in my lower belly kept building.
It was slippery and ticklish... and it felt good.
"When you rub it in, it’s better if your pores are open."
Just as I clenched my teeth to stop any sounds from escaping, Yuna whispered that softly into my ear.
"Huh...?"
"So you don’t have to hold back, okay?"
With a mischievous angel’s smile, Yuna murmured sweetly.
"W-Wait, Yuna!? Y-You can’t…"
"It’s fine. I’m just giving you a massage, so there’s absolutely nothing indecent going on here... Feeling good from a massage is totally normal, right?"
There is no way this kind of pleasure comes from a normal massage!
"Wait… Y-Yuna... fuaa!?"
But… having an excuse, even a flimsy one, makes me weak.
The fact that this sort of thing had become part of our everyday life dulled my resistance. And honestly... I kind of felt like Hisui might forgive me. (Probably after punishing me though…)
And so, in the end, I let myself go and leaned back into Yuna’s arms.
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