Lewd skill in a filthy world-Chapter 73. Bathroom wars

"Oh my... looks like I’ve got a boner," Shin said casually, a sly smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he watched Sylvia’s face flush a deep, embarrassed red. He stepped a little closer. "Stand up."

Sylvia obeyed without a word, her eyes shifting to the side, trying not to look at what had just smacked her in the face minutes ago. She flinched slightly as his hands slid over her side, brushing up her ribs with deliberate slowness. The soft strokes made her shiver, her breath catching as he moved closer, his cock brushing against her breasts, hard and hot.

He leaned in, wrapping his arms gently around her neck, his chin resting smoothly on her shoulder while his fingers worked at the buttons of her dungarees.

"You helped me out of my clothes," he said in a husky voice. "So it’s only fair I return the favor... right?"

Sylvia swallowed hard and gave a small nod. She knew he was right. With only one arm, she couldn’t undress herself without help, and she wasn’t about to ask Lilian.

Her dungarees slid down with a quiet rustle, pooling at her feet. Shin’s hands explored gently over her tank top, brushing the valley between her perky breasts, then gliding down to the smooth curve of her sensitive navel. She closed her eyes, her body fluttering with heat. Then, with a firm tug, he pulled the top over her head.

Sylvia never wore a bra—she didn’t need one. Her breasts were firm and round, naturally perfect, with small, pink peaks that stood proud. Now she stood almost completely naked before him, the only thing covering her modesty a pair of purple cotton panties, trimmed with lace and tied at the side with a dainty ribbon.

Shin crouched in front of her, admiring the view, his gaze lingering at the subtle V-shape of golden pubes peeking above the fabric. He grasped the panties delicately at the sides and slid them down her legs, his breath heavy as her smooth, perfect honeypot came into full view.

His cock twitched painfully between his thighs as he felt the need to take his lovely servant’s virginity righg here, right now, but he gritted his teeth and held back. The system punished intercourse in the safezones with brutal coin deductions and he wasn’t about to bankrupt himself over lust. Not yet.

He stood, letting out a breath. "Alright... let’s freshen up."

**

Bathroom

Steam filled the room like a dream laced with the clean scent of soap and oil. Lilian was already in the tub, lounging with smug grace, arms spread along the sides, looking like some queen in a foamy hot spring.

When Shin walked in, Sylvia trailing behind him—still flushed and awkward—Lilian raised a brow.

"Oh? Don’t be shy, shawty. It’s not your first time seeing Master’s divine cock, is it?"

Sylvia hissed through clenched teeth, marching stiffly into the room. "I’m not shy," she grumbled as she slid into the tub and sank deep beneath the bubbles, leaving only her face poking out like a sulking child.

Shin stepped in next. His powerful form moved fluidly, his muscles flexing under the glow of the bathroom light as he lowered himself into the warm water with a soft exhale. The tub was cramped tight. Sylvia on one side, Lilian on the other, and him wedged in between like a small boy bathing with his big sisters.

Lilian wasted no time sliding closer, her large breasts pressing deliberately against his back.

"Ahhh~ this is the life," she sighed. "Hot water, my Master, and a perverted little rival who pretends to be pure while secretly craving his dick. But oh well.... I’m the master’s first, so that makes me his favorite."

Sylvia’s eye twitched. "Don’t get too comfy," she said, scooting between Shin’s legs, her bare butt softly brushing against his erection. "He asked me to undress him. That makes me the main girl here."

She ignored the heated pressure of his cock pressing against her and focused on maintaining a cold, superior expression—though her legs trembled beneath the surface.

"In your dreams, sweetheart," Lilian snapped.

The air between them crackled with rivalry, even through the steam.

Shin didn’t even bother opening his eyes.

"You’re both loud," he muttered, letting his head rest back. "And way too close."

He could feel his control slipping. The soft touches, the heat of their bodies—this was torture.

Lilian grinned. "Too close? We haven’t even started washing you yet, Master..."

"The front’s mine," Sylvia cut in, turning around to face him. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Like hell it is—hands off that thigh!" Lilian barked.

"Jealous?"

"No. I just have better technique."

And with that, war began.

Lilian moved first, her soapy hands caressing Shin’s inner thighs slowly, drawing circles with her thumbs. Sylvia followed, dragging a sponge down his chest and over his abs with exaggerated care.

Water sloshed gently around them, the sound of splashes and soft moans of effort filling the air. The bath turned from relaxation to erotic battle—each girl determined to make Shin react first.

Lilian leaned close and whispered, "Feeling relaxed, Master?"

Sylvia, not to be outdone, dipped the sponge again and slid it low. "Say the word... and I’ll clean your divine cock too."

"Over my dead body," Lilian growled. "You can wash his feet."

Shin cracked one eye open, lips curling into a tired smirk. "You two... are ridiculous."

Lilian leaned her cheek to his shoulder. "But admit it... you love it, master."

He didn’t say a word.

But that sly smirk said everything.

The bath lasted longer than it should have. Shin wouldn’t let either of them touch him down there, no matter how tempted he was. He knew the system’s penalties well—and resisting pleasure was, ironically, his strongest discipline.

Eventually, they stepped out. The girls wrapped him in towels, drying him softly, and both applied lotion—fingers brushing dangerously close to forbidden territory teasingly.

Shin swallowed hard, suppressing the groan that threatened to escape.

Is this what is meant by seeing paradise, and not able to enter?

Later...

Fully dressed now, Shin stepped outside with the girls, and joined the crowd that was waiting for the supply drops so they coukd get some food.

**

Meanwhile, on the Tokyo Road...

Gegee looked back over her shoulder at Ado, eyes gleaming.

"You said the killer’s a young man?"

"Yeah," Ado said, still clutching his baby oil like a sacred relic from the back of the truck. "Real young... but deceptive. Dangerous. He hides it under that pretty-boy face, but he’s strong."

"What does he like?" Gegee asked. "Everyone has a weakness. If I know it, I can use it."

Ado grinned. "Mature women. The boy’s got a type. Caught him banging Yuki the other night."

Gegee raised an eyebrow. "Yuki? The neighborhood cop?"

"The one and only."

Gegee chuckled darkly. "So, he’s just a horny little teen after all... Good. That’ll make him easier to bait."

Out here on the open where she wasn’t restricted by Darren’s mansion rules not to use her skills, Gegee felt unshackled. Hungry. Ready to kill.

In the back, Ado adjusted the bottle in his hands with purpose.

His revenge would be slippery, satisfying, and absolutely personal.

TBC

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