Rose petals float around her in "aneki my sweet elder" as warm water laps at bare skin. One hand cups a breast, the other disappears beneath bubbles. "aneki my sweet elder" catches the exact moment her eyes flutter shut, lips parting on a silent "oh". Fingers move beneath the surface, building speed while her free hand grips the tub’s edge. Water sloshes with every thrust of her hips chasing friction. She whispers "aneki my sweet elder" like a secret, louder and louder until the word becomes a scream. The orgasm ripples through her like the water itself, back arching clear of the surface, crying "aneki my sweet elder" as waves of pleasure make the bath overflow. 244 words.