There are certain situations in life where you can’t help but wonder how you managed to get there. For the demon, Majin, this was one of those times. Not only was he occupying the same bathtub as the sexy captain of the guards, Miss Abumi, but his face was firmly pressed in-between her naked breasts. Probably best not to question it.
A few hours earlier.
This morning’s patrol had been wet as hell. The dirt tracks that ran through and around the village had turned to mud, which had splattered up Abumi’s legs and even managed to get a decent covering over her arms and face. Urgh. She was proud to protect Pandemonium, but days like this made the struggle to get out of bed even more real. Oh well. At least this was a good excuse for a relaxing bath.
Abumi’s fingers hovered over an assortment of different bottles in the bathroom until they found her favourite bubble bath. Relaxation could always be doubled by adding bubbles to a situation. Ah, the only thing that would make this better would be Majin’s company. She couldn’t help but smile as she imagined how the little demon would react to being thrown into the water. Well, the bath was going to take a while to fill-up. Might as well go find the little demon and have some fun. She flicked her fluffy white hair into a high-ponytail and headed back out of the house.
Majin was normally at the potion shop this time of day, so finding him wasn’t going to be a problem. Getting his cute butt into the bath was where the challenge would come.
As Abumi saw the shop in the distance, she saw someone walk out of it. Despite them carrying enough boxes to obscure their height and frame, she was certain of it being her small friend. Before she could go over to check, he slipped on the end of his robes. Arms flailing, and packages flying everywhere, he landed in a nearby patch of mud with a comedic squelch.
Abumi doubled over. One hand firmly pressed over her mouth in an attempt to smother her laughter. To make matters worse, from the pile of boxes came a quiet,
Laughter spilled from her lips, and Majin looked up at the sound only to quickly pull the hood of his robes firmly over his head in embarrassment,
Discovered, she skipped over and leant down so that her head was in-line with his, her hair swinging over her shoulder as she did so. She gave him a toothy grin,
“’Sup? Need a hand?”
Majin fumbled in the mud, attempting to get up and reorganise his boxes, but Abumi was too quick for him. Majin, boxes, and all, were scooped up into her arms,
“Come on dirty boy, let’s get you cleaned up.” She said while affectionately wiping dirt off his nose.
“But but Miss Abumi you’re gonna get dirty.”
“It’s a little late for that. I needed a wash anyway. And now I’ve got an excuse to take you with me.”
With that, she carried the wriggling demon all the way back to her house.
After carefully putting his packages in the hallway, Abumi proceeded into the bathroom.
Majin was plopped, clothes and all, into the warm bubble bath. He resurfaced spluttering with surprise, a small mound of bubbles wobbling on the top of his hood. He reached up and managed to peel the sopping material away from his eyes to blink up at Abumi.
“Miss Abumi.” He said thoughtfully
She lent down, with a grin, “Hmm? What is it Majin?”
“Catch!” He splashed with his arms sending water and bubbles flying in her direction.
Now it was Abumi’s time to blink in surprise, “Right.” She jumped into the bath with as big a splash as she could make.
Majin laughed, covering his eyes with an arm, in an attempt to protect them from the bubbles. When he put his arm down again, he was surprised not to see Abumi anywhere in site. Of course, that was when her hand suddenly shot out from behind him and planted a big pile of bubbles in his face.
And thus it was that the bubble war raged on. There was much giggling, dodging, and wild flailing to be had, with such violence that the amount of water escaping out the tub was quickly increasing. Yet as Abumi only got more excitable, Majin started to tire. His robes were heavy from waterlogging, and it was getting increasingly difficult to keep his head above the surface.
“Miss Abumi, please…” He waved his arms in an attempt to get her attention, but Abumi didn’t notice, instead crashing into him with a shout of triumph, “Burb rlburb urp” his head got pushed under the water once more. Determined to get her attention he used summoned up the strength to grab hold of Abumi’s waist and lift her into the air.
Despite the height difference, Majin could be surprisingly strong when he wanted to be. Abumi would never admit it, but it made her really happy when he picked her up, as she got to feel a little bit like a princess. Her face flushed a deeper red as she put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. The water meant that she could feel the shape of his shoulders. He may be small, but he was still a man. She realised that Majin was speaking and snapped back to reality.
“Can we stop for a bit?” he panted.
“Oh! Sorry Majin.” she gave an embarrassed smile, “Sure. Let’s sit down.”
“Okay!” he grinned and shifted Abumi in his arms so he could carry her properly.
“Hey you can put me down now. I can walk myself, you know.”
He simply looked up at her smugly, and continued to wade over to the edge of the bath, and gently place Abumi on the step that ran around the inside of the tub.
“Now we can sit together.” He sat down next to her, and quickly lifted her arm in-order to snuggle underneath it. He wriggled his head happily against her wet clothes.
“Hehe, we got all wet.”
Abumi looked down at the little demon. He was too adorable. Just how did he manage to melt her heart every time he was with her? She wrapped both arms around him and plonked her head on top of his.
“You know, Majin, we were supposed to wash ourselves, not just our clothes.”
“It’s ok, it was fun. I’ll just wash everything properly at home.”
“That’s not really what I meant.”
Abumi let go of Majin, and he tipped his head back just in time to see her finish taking her top off, and her large breasts plop onto his face.
“Waaah!” in his shock, he slid off his perch and into the water.
Abumi shook with laugher as she stared at the bubbles surfacing from under the water. Majin clearly didn’t know what to do with himself. So she took the opportunity to slip out of her remaining clothes before joining him in the water.
There was no escape for him, as Abumi wrapped her arms around his waist, and pushed his body against hers. She tugged his head above the water, and he found himself spluttering into her chest.
“Come on Majin, how else are we going to get all that mud off you?”
His eyes darted around the room, trying to find somewhere safe to look, “But I’m already clean, so I’ll just…”
“Oh be quiet already.”
Before he could protest anymore, she pushed one of her breasts into his mouth and wrapped one arm around the back of his head so that he was both forced to take as much of her soft flesh into his mouth as possible, but also pinned there with no escape.
“Stop struggling and enjoy yourself already. It’s more fun that way.”
“Uthay.” he mumbled through the breast in his mouth. Since he was stuck there he might as well do as he was told, and began to roll his tongue over her skin.”
Abumi nodded, satisfied in finally getting her way, and turned her attention to getting Majin out of his clothes. It was a little tricky with only one hand, and with Majin using his own to actively squish her other breast against his face. Yet after a little bit of fiddling, it was done, and she could fling them out of the bath.
Now the need to touch his bare skin was hard to resist, and she found her hands moving over his shoulders and down his sides, pulling him against her so she could feel their skin brush against each other. Combined with the bath water, it was so warm and comfortable.
“You know, Majin…”
“I think I left my sponge over there.”
Majin freed himself from Abumi’s grasp, “I’ll go get it for you.”
“No need.” She grabbed him so that he fell back into her breasts, “Your face will do the job, nicely.” And she pressed her boobs against his face, rubbing them firmly against him. She couldn’t help but giggle at how his cheeks rolled around and squished into funny faces as her boobs threatened to smother him.
“Come on, I need you to help me get clean.” She took hold of his face with her hands, squeezing his cheeks until his mouth naturally opened. Then she gently reached into his mouth, took hold of his tongue and carefully pulled it forwards.
“Mrrs Awrlbumi! Ut urg oo ooung?” his arms flailed in the water, splashing them both.
“Since I don’t have my sponge, you’re going to scrub me clean with this.” She said smugly, before guiding his face down her body.
Majin allowed his face and tongue to be rubbed against Abumi. To him, she had the perfect figure. He could feel the strength of her muscles as his tongue moved over her chest, yet she was still wonderfully soft, and feminine, allowing him to push his face into the curve of her hips. He could feel Abumi’s fingers in his hair, and they gripped tighter as she directed his head lower.
“Better take a deep breath.” He could hear the smile in her voice. If this was making her happy, he would comply without any complaint.
Majin took a deep breath as his whole body was pushed under the surface of the warm water. His face was immediately pushed firmly between Abumi’s thighs, and he gripped her butt with his fingers in order to steady himself. Since she’d asked him to make her clean, he should probably get back to using his tongue, before his air supply ran out.
Abumi bit her lip and felt her knees buckle as Majin’s face and tongue move against her thighs.
“Ah, I knew there was a reason why demons could hold their breath for so long. Mmmm”
She shivered as Majin’s horns started to rub against her, and her eyes rolled back a little. All of a sudden though, Majin’s movement stopped. Abumi’s eyes went wide and she reached down to pull him above the surface.
“Majin! Are you okay?”
She relaxed as he grinned up at her with his usual bright-eyed expression, then he lent forwards and gave her a quick kiss.
Abumi nearly dropped him from surprise.
“Well, haha, let’s go get you dry shall we?”
She carried him out of the bath and immediately wrapped him up in fluffy towels, rubbing him down. She gave him a little cuddle from behind.
“I’ll just find something for you to wear.”
She hurried to leave, but paused before going through the door to look back.
Majin had pulled the towel over his head to form a make-shift hood, and buried himself in the soft material. Quietly he said to himself, “I love Miss Abumi. I really do.”
Abumi starred wide-eyed at the bundle for a second. Then she quickly slipped out of the room in order to flail her arms and squeal happily to herself. He really was too cute.