After that, we sank into the warm bath, the steam rising around us. Her head rested on my shoulder, her fingers lightly tracing the muscles on my chest, teasing me with each slow stroke.
"You're really built... like one of those adventurers," she said, her voice soft but filled with admiration, her fingers sending sparks of heat along my skin.
"I'm not an adventurer," I murmured, the warmth of the water and her touch making my voice come out lower than usual. "But I plan to be one."
"My dad's an adventurer—A-rank, actually," she said, her fingers now drifting down my arm, the water rippling with every movement. "If you don't know how to get started, he could teach you."
I hadn't realized Erick was an adventurer. But, thinking about his body—his build, his strength—it made sense.
"My mom was an adventurer too," she added, her voice growing softer. "They met on one of their quests... ended up working together."
"Can I ask you something?" I said, feeling her body shift closer, her soft skin pressing up against mine. She let out a quiet, contented sound, snuggling into my chest like she belonged there.
"Go ahead," she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.
"Does your dad ever talk about your mom?" I asked.
"Mmm... yeah," she sighed, "He says she was a good person. Really kind. And he always tells me I look just like her."
Interesting. Pieces were starting to fall into place. Could her mother have been someone of high status? Anna's face had that noble look to it, the kind of beauty that didn't seem to fit in a village like this.
If I thought about it, that was definitely a possibility. Her mom being an adventurer could have been her way of escaping some arranged marriage, not wanting to be someone's bride. She probably ran off to chase freedom and adventure, eventually crossing paths with Erick.
As those thoughts circled in my head, I stood up from the tub, the water cascading down my body in slow, heavy drips.
I slid my hand up her body, stroking her silky, pale skin as our lips stayed locked. Her limbs were soft to the touch, with a pleasant bounce in response to every caress, thanks to the slight extra weight. It was like her flesh melted into my palm. Slowly, I moved my hand from her side to her chest. Even while lying down, her breasts stayed firm, standing tall without sagging.
They were natural, and they were perfect.
I ran my fingers over her breasts, squeezing them gently, feeling their fullness as they pressed together beneath my hand.
"Nnnn?!"
Her eyes flew open, a sharp gasp escaping her. It seemed I found her weak spot. I kept kissing her, deepening it, while my fingers continued their exploration, teasing her breasts even more.
"Nnnn, Nnnnnn, haaa~, Puhaa... Nnnnnnn..."
Her nipples stiffened under my touch as I rubbed and pinched them between my fingertips. She was definitely feeling it, her breathing becoming more ragged with each movement. I didn't stop, continuing to pinch and roll her nipples, enjoying the way her body reacted to my every move.
"Fuuu~... Nnnn, nmu, fuuu~... Nnnn...!"
Her muffled moans slipped out between her lips as her body began to tremble, her breasts bouncing slightly with every breath. As I kissed her deeper, my hand remained on her chest, playing with her, while my other hand slowly slid down to her lower body.
I stroked her thighs, feeling the slick sweat that covered her skin. She was heating up, her body getting more excited by the second. My fingers traced the curve of her thighs until they reached her crotch, and I gently tugged at her pubic hair, teasing her. She jolted in surprise at the sensation.
As I continued to graze her labia with my fingertips, her eyes shot wide open.
"Hmmmm?!"
She let out a muffled cry of surprise, her voice trembling even as our lips remained locked in a deep kiss.