“You’ve had a long day, let me run you a bath,” he says with a warm smile on his face. He doesn’t wait for her answer and jogs to the bathroom, drawing her a bath and setting up a candle, putting a towel on the heater for her later.

Fairy enters the bathroom, he welcomes her with a hug. “Thank you,” she softly tells him.

“Of course.” He squeezes her tight.

He carefully selects a sweet-smelling bubble bath and pours it into the running water. "This one smells nice, doesn't it baby girl? Lavender." He tests the temperature, making sure it's just right. "Perfect for my little fairy."

He turns to her, his arms outstretched. "Come here, baby. Let's get you undressed." His voice is gentle, coaxing. His hands reach out to the hem of her shirt, waiting for her permission. She smiles up at him and nods. Gently, he peels off the shirt and her pants, slowly pulling down her panties and helps her stepping out of them. He helps her into the bathtub, tying up her hair.

“Thank you,” she beams up at him. “It’s the perfect temperature.”

“I’m glad. I almost burned my hand.” He chuckles.

Fairy throws him a look as she leans back and lets her body sink under the bubbles. For a little while they just stay like this, Fairy relaxing in the bathtub with closed eyes as Wizard sits next to the tub and lets his fingers caress her arms.

He reaches into the water, his hands finding the sponge. He dunks it into the water, saturating it. "Let's get you clean, hmm?" He begins to wash her, starting with her shoulders and arms. His touch is gentle, loving. He wants to wash all her worries away.

He leans over the tub, his arms reaching behind her. His hands slowly wash her back, his touch gentle yet firm. He takes his time, making sure every inch of her back is clean. "All done, baby girl." He murmurs, his voice low.

Then he moves to the front, slowly washing Fairy’s chest. He’s careful not to be too firm, he wants her to relax without any second thoughts in mind. Intimate, not full of lust. He knows she needs it.

Fairy hums as his touch caresses her body, her skin prickling in delight. Her mind eases as Wizard gently holds one of her legs out of the water and washes it too, tickling her toes and soles as he reaches her foot. She giggles. Then he gently places a kiss on her ankle before placing her leg back in the tub and repeating the process with the other one.

Fairy sighs. She can’t help but feel attracted to him, the way he takes care of her. She opens her eyes and watches the way his arm muscles flex as he rubs her foot, the way that one strand of hair falls over his eyebrow and how he looks at her as if she was the most beautiful creature in the world.

He carefully helps Fairy sit up in the tub, his arms supporting her. He reaches for a washcloth and gently wipes down her face and neck, making sure to clean any soap residue. "There we go. All clean and fresh." He smiles, his heart racing slightly as he looks at her. She looks so beautiful and vulnerable, so precious the way she trusts him and gives in. He loves the way she eases into her feminine energy when he can provide for her and it makes him the happiest person on earth when he can make her feel this way. Happy and content without a worry on her mind.

His smile widens as she grins back at him. "Feeling better, are we?" He chuckles softly. His eyes flick down to the bubbles, which have shifted, revealing more of Fairy’s body. He can’t help but look. He swallows hard, his hands trembling slightly as he reaches for a towel. "Okay, baby girl, let's get you dried off." He knows, if he gets to look at her for longer, all the self control will slip. But this is about her. Not him.

He grabs the warm towel and holds it up to wrap it around her. As she stands up, he quickly averts his gaze, looking anywhere but at her. However, his peripheral vision picks up movement, and he can't help but sneak a peek. He sees her step out of the tub, the water cascading down her body, before he quickly wraps the towel around her. He can’t help feel the softness of her curves against his arms and body.

He knows he shouldn't be looking at her like this, not today, not now, but he can't help himself. "Baby girl, let me help you dry off," he offers.

Fairy smiles back at him with warmth and desire in her eyes. She was almost disappointed when he wouldn’t wash her whole body. She wants to feel his touch on her, she wants to feel close to him. “Yes, please. Thank you.” She blushes. She doesn’t want to appear needy. But as she sees the quick flash of desire in his eyes, she knows it’s alright.

His touch is gentle, almost reverent. He's drying her off, but it feels more like a caress. His breathing hitches as he looks into her eyes, seeing the trust and affection reflected back at him. "You're so beautiful, my little fairy. Inside and out." He whispers.

Warmth spreads in her body as she leans against his touch, smiling up at him and giving him a soft kiss on his lips. Her hands come up and caress his bears as she places another small kiss on his lips.

He fights the urge to give into his passion. He wants to rip the towel away and take her, get on his knees and ravish her until she can’t stand and then throw her on the bed to claim her. But he knows she needs something else tonight. Something less hard. Something less urgent. Something less hasty.

His fingers hook into the top of the towel, pulling it down. He's shaking with desire and anticipation. He looks down, watching as more of her body is revealed. He takes his time, his touch gently and slow, as he caresses her shoulders and arms, then her chest. He pays special attention to her nipples, rubbing the towel over them in slow, circles. "You're so soft, baby girl. So fucking soft."

She lets out a sigh, lightly squeezing her thighs together. “Thank you, wizard,” she breathes out and watches him with eyes laden with desire and care. She appreciates the way he takes his time and focuses on her.

He watches her face as he continues to rub the towel over her boobs. His voice drops to a husky whisper. "Does that feel good, sweetness?”

She nods, her eyes half closed and her lips parted. “Yes… that feels very good…”

Satisfied with her response, he moves on to dry the rest of her body. His hands roam over her skin, drying every inch of her. When he reaches her legs, he kneels down and lifts one, drying it thoroughly before setting it back down. "So beautiful."

She lightly giggles in response, goosebumps spreading on her skin as he gently places a kiss on her thigh. He lifts the other leg, repeating the process and slowly spreading her legs wider. "Just a little wider, baby girl. Let me dry you all over.”

His voice is low and raspy and she hear the desire. His eyes stare into hers, looking for a sign of resistance or rejection. But all he finds is trust and affection, anticipation. He guides her leg over his shoulder, her foot gently rubbing against his back. He shivers. Then he slowly drags his eyes from her face down her body between her spread legs.

His touch reaches her center, and he gently rubs the towel between her legs, his eyes glued to where his hand works. He's rock hard, aching to replace that towel with himself. As he rubs the towel along, he notices a slick wetness. "Look at you, so wet"

Fairy trembles, suddenly feeling shy. She can feel the heat in her middle and a blush rising in her cheeks as she steadier herself with her hands on his shoulders.

His touch becomes firmer as he rubs the towel between her lips at her clit and against her slick opening. He growls low in his throat, his control slipping. "Answer me, sweetness. Does this make you feel good?”

Fairy makes a faint noise as the vibration in his voice strikes her. She hums. “So… so very good…” She bites lip and looks down at his face, the smile on his lips and the dark desire in his eyes. She breathes out a big breath, he looks so hot.

His touch becomes more insistent, his fingers parting her lips as he rubs her firmly. "Yes…? Tell me what you want." His own control is hanging by a thread. "Please.”

Her breaths turn into shallow pants as the friction stimulates her clit and she can’t help but close her eyes. “M-more”

He lets out a low groan at her whispered plea for more. His fingers, still holding the towel, slip between her folds, pushing into her ever so slightly. He watches her face as he does so.

Her face stretches in surprise, eyebrows going up and together as her lips part in a gasp and her eyes flutter open. She didn’t expect this stimulation. He pushes in a little further, her heat enveloping him.

He works his fingers in and out, wrapped in the towel, and stretches her quivering pussy. Her arousal coats the fabric. He grins, his own passion evident in his flushed face and dilated pupils.

“You're soaking wet, can you feel that?"

Fairy moans in response as he fucks her faster, pushing the towel in and pulling out again, the edge of it brushing against her clit. The odd friction provides a sweet pressure and sensation, sending jolts through her sex.

Wizard pulls the towel out slightly, so the edge rubs against her most sensitive spot as he does so. He watches her face as she feels the result of her body's response to him. "Feel that, baby girl? That's you. You're making a mess of the towel."

She nods. The towel is completely coated in her slick juices and glides smoothly over her pussy, every inch gets covered in her wetness.

He pushes the towel back in, twisting it as he does so, and then pulls it out again, rubbing her clit with the edge. "I need to see it, sweetheart. I need to see how wet you are for me.” His voice husky and his breath hitching he pulls the towel away.

He gently spreads her pussy lips, only a little at first. Then takes his other hand to spread her wider and wider for his gaze. She shudders as the cool air hits her most intimate parts and she bites her lips as she watches him look at her. She can feel her hole clenching under his gaze.

Her hips buck slightly, causing her to open even more. He notices the movement and how the hood covering her clit stretches back for a split second. He gently pulls on it, stretching it back to reveal her sensitive little button. "Oh look at that, your little pearl is trying to hide me. But I see you, all pretty and pink."

She stifles a sound as his fingers start circling around her clit, her face feels hot and her leg trembles. She can feel his joy in this, the way he toys with her. Her hips push forward with every touch and she squirms. He chuckles.

“Please,” she begs. He’s got her now, she’s begging for more. She wants more. No, needs it.

He decides he wants to play more, he wants her desperate and needy. His fingers move away from her clit and his thumbs continue to spread her wide, slowly stroking her outer lips. Fairy closes her eyes and pushes against the touch, wanting more, but he keeps going.

He smiles at the sight of her, needy and whiny for him. Little whispers of “please” and “more” leaving her sweet mouth. He kisses the inside of her thigh.

His thumbs move up and down her lips, careful not to touch her in her special spot. And with each stroke Fairy grows more impatient. “Please… Wizard… please…”

He grins wickedly, his touch becoming more insistent as he slowly massages her little clit. "Is that the spot, baby girl? Is that where you like to be touched?"

Fairy lets out a moan and pushes against his hands. “Yes!” She rolls her hips against his touch, not caring about appearing too needy anymore. Her fingers dig into his shoulders. She moans and hums, her eyes closed and her head back.

“God… you’re so beautiful when you grind on my fingers.” Wizard kisses her thigh again and again, smelling her arousal as he plays with her. His heart is hammering in his chest and his dick straining painfully against his pants. But he enjoys the pleasure of her, so much, it fills him with so much pride to know what she wants and needs and to be able to give it to her.

“More,” Fairy rasps. “I need more.”

Wizard loves the sound of that but he wants to work her up even more. Make her even messier for him. He wants all the wetness she can give. He changes up his hand movements and holds her clit between his thumb and index finger, pinching it firmly as he looks into her face. "Look at you, blushing and shaking, sweetness. You’re so so sensitive, hm?"

Fairy lets out another moan, rocking her hips against his hand. Wizard slowly gets up, his hand pushing back and forth against her slick pussy. He steadies her with an arm around her waist before he kisses her passionately, his tongue moving into her mouth.

His fingers slide through her wetness. Her moans fill the room. He continues to rub her slit fast and pinch her clit, his other hand occasionally squeezing your waist. "You're going to make a mess for me,, aren't you baby? You're going to soak my fingers with your sweet little juices."

Fairy nods against Wizards face, their lips a breath apart. Her flushed cheeks redden some more. His tongue darts out to taste her again and she lets out sweet little moans into his mouth, her body trembling under his relentless touch. She bucks her hips with each movement, riding his hand.

He can feel his close she is. With a final whisper into her ear, she comes on his hand. “I want to feel you throb and pulse for me, cum on my fingers."

Fairy shudders, the orgasm grabbing hold of her and making her squeezer her thighs around his hand to pin him in place for even more pressure as her pussy throbs once, twice, five times in waves. Her whimpers and moans echo against the tiles and Wizard grins and breathes heavily against her neck as he holds her body up.

Her orgasm not even ebbed down, he slips two fingers inside her messy pussy and rocks his hand against her.

“Wait,” she rasps, “no, I can’t-“ Her eyes wide with overstimulation she stares into his face.

“No… you can… and you will…” He grins as he feels her walks fluttering against his fingers. He pushes in and out, kissing her and mimicking the movements with his tongue in her mouth. Fairy’s head starts spinning and she shakes her head, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations. But Wizard growls.

"You will do it for me." He curls his fingers, pressing firmly against her g-spot as he grinds his palm against her pubic bone. Rocking into her over and over he can hear her yelps and moans filling his ears. He breathes heavy with her, holding her up with his hand digging into her hips, determined to make her cum again instantly.

And it only takes half a minute for her to shutter and crash around his fingers, squeezing him as she lets out a series of “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck” whispers, stars exploding behind her eyes.

“Perfect.” He comments, easing her down before catching her in his arms and carrying her over to their bed. He knows that was a lot on her, so close after another. But as he sets her down on the sheets, he can see the glimmer of want in her eyes. Want for more. Want for him, next.