Chapter 676 Bathtime Talk with Helena
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I let my body slip under the water.
The legendary springs of Raetia melt every last knot out of my aching muscles.
I let out a long, quiet sigh, close my eyes──steam drifts past──just the faintest taste of relief in the air.
…Man. There’s nothing like this calm, right after we’ve gone at it like animals.
And Helena’s right here, pressed close at my side.
Her soft skin molds up against my arm, every little movement under the water raw and weirdly real.
Her breath──barely a whisper──shivers through the haze of steam.
For this one moment, it almost feels like the world’s vanished.
It’s just the two of us.
* * *
After hearing her story, we devoured each other like starving beasts. Lost in each other’s heat, we entwined, forgetting time. It was a ferocity that melted her past wounds and my desires into one.
In doggy style, I gripped her hips, her moans echoing through the room as I thrust deep. In spooning position, I hovered over her trembling back, inhaling the scent of her sweat and tears, and thrust again. In facing seated position, I gazed into her eyes, her melancholy stirring me further, and thrust once more.
Finally, in cowgirl—she writhed above me, hair wild, calling my name as she climaxed. I watched her, thrusting to my limit.
…But then, Helena collapsed, spent.
”Finally… I’ve been held by Mr. Hiroya…”
Her voice was hoarse, breath ragged.
”At least… let me bear your mark… in the end…”
What kind of line is that? Her body trembled from over-orgasming, tears glistening in her eyes, yet she spoke with such heartbreaking vulnerability. My chest ached.
Usually, she’s soft-spoken yet dignified—the woman captain. But now, her expression, her glistening eyes and quivering lips, looked like fragile glass… I couldn’t leave her like this.
”What do you mean, ‘in the end’?”
I reached out, took her chin in my hand, tilted her face up so she’d have to hear me.
”Whenever I feel like holding you, I will. You don’t get to say no to that.”
And just like that, Helena’s eyes overflowed with tears──huge ones, streaming down her face.
She bawled like a little kid, loud enough for the world to hear.
Found out later, she really believed this was going to be a one-time ‘promise’──that’s what she’d told herself.
What an idiot.
Like I’d let that happen.
”You’re… really not lying?”
Her voice was all ragged from sobbing as she looked up, like she couldn’t believe any of this was real.
”Damn right I’m not.”
I traced my fingers along her tear-streaked cheek, my voice hard as stone.
”But you better not even think of going to another man. No way in hell am I letting anyone else touch you.”
Even I know how selfish that sounds.
Can’t help it, though.
Once I’ve taken a woman to my bed, she’s mine.
That’s never changed.
Helena’s soft skin, her ragged breaths, those tear-soaked eyes──every single bit of her belongs to me.
I’m not giving her up to anyone.
(Well, except Gorge’s wife, Asuka. That’s… a whole other story.)
* * *
Right now, she’s trembling──just a little──beside me.
Through the faint steam, her eyes are locked on mine.
She’s shining with all that raw joy and hunger tangled together.
I wrap an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer, holding her tight in the hot water.
Helena’s golden hair floats on the bath’s surface, rippling like petals drifting on a pond.
Droplets slide down her pale skin, catching the glow of the magic lantern and sparkling like jewels in the dark bathhouse.
Under the water, her foot grazes my knee, sending little ripples swirling between us.
”So now… I really am yours, Mr. Hiroya. All yours♡”
Her voice drips with sweetness, ringing through the steamy room.
Those eyes──those cheeks warm from the heat──she never breaks her gaze away from me.
”Yeah… Told you, didn’t I? There’s no way I’m letting another guy lay a finger on you. Not ever.”
I groaned softly, then gently pulled her shoulder closer in the warm water.
*Splash.* The water shifted, and Helena’s body pressed even closer to mine.
Her wet hair brushed my shoulder, and the cold touch mixed with the warmth of the bath was strangely comforting.
”Of course. My──Helena Buettner’s body is yours and yours alone.”
She whispered, a soft smile gracing her lips.
Her fingertips danced across the water’s surface, then gently grasped my hand.
That small gesture sent a different kind of heat──deeper than the bath──stirring within my chest.
”And my heart, too──♡”
She murmured softly, her cheeks flushed pink as she lowered her gaze.
Water droplets sparkled on her long lashes, and in the steam, she looked like a water spirit.
Helena’s fingers traced the back of my hand, and small ripples spread across the water’s surface.
”W-Well… maybe someday we can have Laura and Frieda join us… all 3 of us.”
Her innocent sensuality flustered me, and I blurted out that joke to hide my embarrassment.
”That would be lovely♡ Then, perhaps, Advisor Simona as well…”
Helena giggled, swaying gently in the water and pressing her body against mine.
Her wet hair slid across the surface, and droplets fell from her shoulders, dissolving into the water with a *plip*.
Her mischievous eyes made me gulp.
”No way, count me out!”
I waved my hands in a panic, and the water *splashed*.
Simona, former captain of ‘Rose Hip’.
Her alluring smile flashed in my mind.
For her, Frieda and Helena’s bodies are like well-worn toys.
If I thought about her expert techniques to drive those 2 wild, my pride as a man wouldn’t be able to stand it.
”Oh? You don’t like the idea?”
Helena tilted her head, pressing a wet fingertip to her lips, and feigned thoughtfulness.
Her skin, glowing in the steam, and the mixture of innocence and devilish charm in her expression made me catch my breath.
”Facing all 4 of ‘Rose Hip’s’ top players at once is a bit much…”
Any normal man would probably have his essence drained and shrivel up.
I forced a wry smile, brushed back my wet hair, and gazed at her, smiling beside me.
”Heh heh♡ Well, well──Mr. Hiroya, the very same man who has all the strong women of ‘Famière’ wrapped around his finger, talking like that…♡”
Helena let out a laugh that sparkled like silver bells, snuggling her cheek against my chest.
The sweet scent of elf shampoo drifted from her damp hair, and every inch of her warm skin pressing on mine just drove my desire wilder.
(If I go any further, I’m honestly scared I’ll break Helena…)
I gave my head a quick shake, forcing down the heat that was welling up inside.
Steam curled gently around us, soft and close, wrapping our lazy little world in warmth as we talked.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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