Chapter 948: Cheating (R-18)

Vergil held Stella’s hand, interlacing his fingers with hers as he walked her to the bathtub. The warm water was already drawn, and the slowly rising steam carried the soft scent of the bath products she had chosen. Before Stella stepped in, he gently pulled her by the waist and kissed her forehead.

“Turn around a little,” Vergil asked, placing his hands on her shoulders as soon as she complied. He began to massage them with slow movements, pressing into the muscles that remained tense even after their conversation. Stella let out a contented sigh and let her head tilt slightly forward, allowing him to reach the back of her neck.

“You’ve got a knack for this,” Stella remarked, closing her eyes as she felt his thumbs work the area between her shoulders and neck. She had spent so long ignoring her own fatigue that she hadn’t even realized how tense she was.

“You needed to relax a bit,” Vergil replied, moving her hair aside to better massage the nape of her neck. He continued for a few minutes, adjusting the pressure as he felt the muscles loosen beneath his fingers, until Stella began to lean against him without realizing it.

When he finished, Vergil slid his hands down her back to her waist and helped her into the tub. Stella rested one hand on the rim, stepped one foot into the water and then the other, slowly settling in until she was submerged almost up to her shoulders.

“Ahh… that feels amazing,” Stella murmured, resting her head against the edge of the tub as the hot water enveloped her body. Her eyes closed immediately, and a satisfied smile spread across her face.

Vergil knelt beside her and picked up a soft sponge, applying some of the liquid soap he had found near the tub. He recognized the scent of almonds and white flowers—the same one Stella used to wear at home. He started with the arm she had resting on the tub’s edge, spreading the lather from her shoulder down to her hand, unhurriedly.

Stella opened one eye and watched what he was doing.

“You can get in with me, darling,” Stella remarked, reaching out to touch his face. “There’s plenty of room for both of us.”

Vergil smiled, set the sponge on the rim, and stood up to remove his trousers. He stepped carefully into the tub, settling in behind her. The water level rose slightly, and Stella immediately shifted to fit between his legs, leaning her back against his chest.

“This is much better,” Stella murmured, taking one of his arms and pulling it around her waist. Vergil held her close for a moment, letting her find a comfortable position before picking up the sponge again.

He began washing her shoulders and arms, gliding the sponge gently over her skin. Stella remained quiet, occasionally following his movements with half-closed eyes. When Vergil reached her back, she leaned forward slightly, allowing him to lather her up before settling back against his chest.

“You don’t have to do all this, you know,” Stella remarked after a while, watching the foam slowly dissolve into the water.

“I know,” Vergil replied as he rinsed her arm with one hand. “But I want to.”

Stella smiled faintly and didn’t press the issue. There was something pleasant about receiving such care without having to ask for it—especially after spending so long trying to convince herself she didn’t need anyone. She simply relaxed, letting Vergil continue. He washed her body carefully, without turning his touch into something provocative or trying to rush the moment. When he reached her legs, Stella lifted them one by one to help him, resting her heel on the edge of the tub as he ran the sponge over her knees, calves, and feet. At one point, she let out a soft laugh when his fingers brushed against a particularly sensitive spot.

“That tickles,” Stella complained, reflexively pulling her foot away while Vergil held her gently by the ankle.

“Then stop moving,” Vergil replied with a smile, finishing the rinse before letting go of her leg.

“Easy for you to say,” Stella grumbled, though she soon settled back against him.

After setting the sponge aside, Vergil picked up a small container and began wetting her hair. Stella tilted her head back, letting him run the water through her dark locks before applying the shampoo. His fingers began to slowly massage her scalp, working the product in from the roots.

Stella let out a long sigh.

“Oh… keep going,” she whispered, closing her eyes as he massaged the area near her temples. The sensation was so pleasant that she completely relaxed against him, letting her arms rest in the water.

Vergil continued for a few minutes, alternating gentle movements with slightly firmer pressure. When he noticed Stella was drifting off to sleep, he chuckled softly and picked up the container again to rinse her hair.

“Lift your head up a little,” Vergil asked, placing one hand on her forehead to keep the water from running into her face. Stella obeyed without opening her eyes, letting him carefully wash away all the lather.

When he finished, Vergil brushed the wet hair from her shoulders and planted a kiss on her cheek.

“All done. You can rest now,” Vergil murmured as he wrapped his arms around her waist again, gently pulling her against his chest.

Stella opened her eyes for a moment and glanced back at him over her shoulder.

“Are you going to stay like this with me?” Stella asked, placing her hands over his and interlacing their fingers.

“I am,” Vergil replied, settling more comfortably against the edge of the tub. “For as long as you want.”

Stella smiled and closed her eyes again. They remained silent for a while, enjoying the warmth of the water and the tranquility of the bathroom. Vergil absentmindedly stroked her arms, while Stella kept her head resting on his shoulder, listening to his breathing.

“Vergil…” Stella said after a few minutes, without changing her position.

“Hm?” Vergil replied, lowering his head slightly to hear her better.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” Stella said softly, squeezing his fingers. “I know I haven’t been very pleasant company lately.”

“You don’t have to be okay all the time to be good company,” Vergil answered, kissing her temple. “And I like being like this with you.” Stella remained quiet for a few seconds, letting the words sink in.

“I like it too,” Stella finally replied, turning her face slightly to kiss him. When she pulled back, she settled against him again and let out a contented sigh. “I don’t think I’ve felt this at peace in a long time.”

Vergil simply held her a little tighter, feeling no need to add anything.

The water began to lose its heat gradually, but Stella seemed too comfortable to want to leave. Vergil noticed the temperature change and used a minimal amount of magic to warm it up again, without disturbing her rest.

Stella opened one eye when she noticed.

“That’s cheating,” Stella remarked, immediately recognizing the faint flow of energy that had warmed the water.

“Would you prefer I let it get cold?” Vergil asked, looking at her with a subtle smile.

“No,” Stella answered immediately, closing her eyes again. “Keep cheating.”

Vergil chuckled softly and began to kiss her neck.

Vergil continued kissing Stella’s neck, his lips slowly moving up to her ear, where he whispered, “You asked me to keep cheating… so I’m going to really cheat now.”

“Ahhnn…” Stella moaned softly as his teeth gently grazed her earlobe.

His hands slid from her waist to her breasts, finding her nipples already hardened in the warm water. He squeezed them between his fingers, making Stella gasp and press her back more firmly against his chest.

“Vergil…” she breathed, her body beginning to move against him.

He slid one hand down over her stomach, moving lower until he found the heat between her legs. His fingers found her swollen clitoris and began massaging it in slow circles.

“Ahhh! Yes… just like that…” Stella moaned louder, her hands gripping his arms tightly. “Don’t stop… please…”

Vergil picked up the pace, his fingers sliding through her wet slit while his other hand continued to squeeze and pinch her breasts. The bathwater sloshed with their movements, creating small waves that lapped against the sides of the tub.

“Shhhllp… shllp…” the sound of the water accompanied every movement of his fingers inside her.

He slowly turned her around in the tub, bringing them face-to-face. Stella wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep, wet kiss as she spread her legs wider, wrapping them around his waist.

“Splash!” The sound of water overflowing as Vergil finally penetrated her, sinking fully into her heat.

“AAAHHHN! God… so full…” Stella cried out, her fingernails digging into his back.

Vergil began to move, establishing a steady rhythm that made the water splash around them.

“Slap! Slap! Slap!” His thighs struck hers with every thrust, while water splattered onto the bathroom floor.

“More… faster…” Stella pleaded, her hips meeting his with every movement.

Vergil picked up the pace, gripping her thighs as he thrust deeper. The sound of splashing water grew more intense.

“Splash! Splash! Splash!”

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Yes! There! Right there!” Stella cried out with every thrust, her body trembling against his.

He could feel her tightening around him, her muscles contracting as she neared her climax.

“I’m… I’m going to cum…” she moaned, her face buried in his shoulder.

“Come for me, Stella… come…” Vergil growled, his own hips accelerating to a frenzied pace.

“Crash!” Water sloshed over the sides of the tub as Stella’s body arched violently, her orgasm hitting her like a wave.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!” Her scream echoed through the bathroom as she shook uncontrollably.

Vergil held her tight, continuing to move inside her until he felt his own climax approaching.

“Unnngghh! Stella!” He roared, burying himself deep within her as he spilled hot inside her womb.

“Glub… glub…” small bubbles rose to the surface of the water where their bodies remained joined, trembling from the final aftershocks.

For several minutes, they stayed like that, panting, the warm water still enveloping their sweaty bodies. Stella went completely limp against him, her breathing still ragged.

“Plop.” One last drop of water fell from the rim of the tub onto the wet floor.

Vergil kissed her shoulder, savoring the taste of sweat and their mingled scents. “I think… we heated the water up again…” he chuckled, breathless. Stella could barely answer; she merely nodded weakly against his chest, her fingers tracing absentminded patterns on his wet skin.