Leaning back in the tub, you watched Nanami glide the sponge over your arm. He was clinical with the way he washed you. Delicate as well, like you would break if he were too rough.

You never took your eyes away from him as he worked. Yet he never met yours. You breathed deeply, not knowing what kind of plan this was. For some reason, a silly part of your brain was hoping you 'd be able to seduce him. To get him to let loose. You wanted him to stay, in hopes he would do something but now you were at a loss. He hadn't made any move to speak or act and you weren't sure if he would despite the hints of his arousal.

You should have known this would occur. Nanami was your quieter alpha after all.

You had to do something.

"Ah '" you began, the blonde looking toward you with questioning brows. Dipping the sponge in the water he wrung it out waiting for you to speak.

But you hadn't a word yet.

"Did I hurt you?" He questioned with a soft rub of his thumb.