"Once I start this, I'm not going to stop.”

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Chanelle lets the aroma from the essential oils fill her senses as she inhales a light breath. Her eyes fall closed as her head leans back against the larger than average roll top bath. Her mind has that moment of pure bliss where it feels at its most clear. Ridden of work, her brother, diamonds, that damn detective. It all drifted away in a moment of serenity until she hears the door handle turn. It causes the moment to end sooner than she would have liked as Chanelle turns to see Remi enter the bathroom, clothed in nothing other than a white towelling robe. Remi pulls tighter at the cord keeping everything together as her bare feet make their way to the bath's edge, where she perches on the ledge. She looks upon the bubbles, covering the nakedness in the water. Her eyes finally meet Chanelle's. 

“So this is how you relax.” Remi utters, feeling the adrenaline kick in once again, but doing her best to not let it show. She had to be as collected as the woman in the water if she wanted Chanelle to drop her guard completely. 

Chanelle sits up. The water shifts, creating a wave and exposing the upper part of her naked breasts for a few seconds and instantly makes Remi's already heightened emotions intensify. “Join me, before the water gets cold.” Chanelle's eyes gesture towards the opposite end of the oversized bath. 

Remi looks at the space she has been invited to fill. She suppresses the urge to swallow as her hands reach for the knot in her belt, with which a moment ago she was tightening, with her now pulling the fastening apart. 

Chanelle watches on. Her head falls back against the bath, finding a new place to rest as she watches Remi's robe open up. Her breasts are smaller than her own but still perfectly formed. Her stomach, flat, waist shapely. Then the garment falls to the floor. Remi is exposed in her entirety.  Chanelle lets a smile spread across her face. Remi was just as she had imagined. She gave off that vibe Chanelle desired the most. That wave of innocence, laced with a sense of seeking danger, daring to explore something only once imagined. Remi was just like Jojo. 

Remi lets one foot dip into the water. Her body holds onto the steady control as much as it can as her insides tremble. Her plan to get close to Chanelle, to know a weakness, to have something to use against her in order to find her brother, were seemingly working, but maybe not how she had planned. In her naive head, Remi thought it would be enough to show an interest, maybe a friendship, but what Chanelle appeared to have in mind was something else entirely. But here Remi was, still playing along. That was what she was at least telling herself, albeit apart from that selfish tiny part of her brain which was curious. Which felt a desire to find out where this would go. 

As she lowers herself into the water, Chanelle's eyes still remain on hers. She feels the glide of a leg by her own, heightening the sensitivity on her own skin, until she is in place enough to mirror the actions of the host, as her head lays back against the bathtub. “So tell me…” Chanelle begins. “Why are you here?” She tilts her head to one side, waiting with interest as to what the response would be. 

Remi looks down at the bubbles in front of her as she emits a small smile. “Like I said, I want to see how you wind down.” 

Chanelle inwardly chuckles to herself at the innocent response. “Sweetheart. Do you think I was born yesterday? You want something from me and even though it pains me to say it, I suspect this isn't it. But I'll give you credit for playing along.”

“I'm not playing.” Remi looks directly at Chanelle. Even surprising herself at the words spoken. Was this still part of her plan? Playing along, or was this her crossing the line? 

Chanelle is momentarily silenced, taking in the expression on Remi's face. The hint of sincerity breaking through, causing her own mind to fill with doubt about the true intentions of the other.  There would be a way to find out, as Chanelle begins to move her legs, leaning forwards just enough that she is able to straddle Remi. The water shifts in the process, bubbles breaking on the surface as the action takes place. Chanelle looks down at Remi. She is still ready and waiting for the woman beneath her to stop the process. To admit she was out of her depth, but the other female just looks back up at the woman leaning over her. Chanelle's hair framed her face as it brushed against Remi's bare skinned shoulders. “Are you sure because once I start this, I'm not going to stop.”

Remi's eyes fall from Chanelle's gaze as they take in the olive skin in front of her. Beads of water sat on the flawless complexion like pearls as for the first time, her nervousness had been pushed to one side, as a moment of clarity hit her. Her gaze returns to Chanelle's face as she utters “I'm sure.” She offers Chanelle a warm smile and as soon as the words are uttered, the gap between them begins to close…