Without letting Teruria say anything further, Axel walked past her and picked up the fallen towel.
Although still wet and warm, he proceeded to dip it into the basin, rinse it, and then squeeze out the excess water.
"Come over here."
He whispered as he crouched down, calling toward Teruria, who was standing still.
"..."
Teruria’s expression couldn’t be explained, but soon, she took a deep breath and ran to his side. "Wipe me clean, every nook and cranny~!" she said excitedly, trying to sound cheerful.
However, no matter how she interpreted Axel’s reply, it was clearly a "rejection" of her invitation.
As a woman, getting rejected hurt more than she thought. She felt as if everything was in vain and felt a bit down. Still, with the poker face she honed since childhood, she kept a cheerful façade before Axel.
"Don’t worry, I will."
Of course, Axel could pick up on the nuances of her tone despite her trying to hide them. "Stand before me and spread your arms wide." He commanded.
Teruria, as a member of nobility, was used to having someone take care of her needs. Of course, she was used to her maids washing her body when taking a bath, too. However, that was done by a female, of course. Being washed by a man... it was a first, even for her.
She stood still, chin up and arms spread wide. The infamous T-Pose, so to speak.
Seeing that she’s following his words, Axel showed a small smile. Then, carefully, he started washing her body. Starting from her arm, he carefully caressed it with the wet towel. Scrubbing along her forearm, reaching her elbow, then to her shoulders.
"Hmm~!"
It was supposedly "just" washing her body...
But for some reason, Axel’s touch felt wonderful.
It was a sensation she hadn’t felt before, a first of its kind.
"Don’t move too much, and hold your voice, alright?" Axel warned, the same smile still on his face.
"A-Alright, I’ll try..." Teruria replied, but her face was flushed from exertion.
As Axel continued past her neck and toward her other arm, the little princess was already at her limit in not letting out a peep.
’W-What is this... why does Sir Hexel’s touch feel so good...?’
Teruria was confused, but at the same time, she was hungry for more. She kept a silent gaze on Axel’s hands, moving steadily toward her fingers, and finished cleaning them.
"Alright, next is..."
"Mmm~!!!"
Without warning, Axel’s cold hands lifted Teruria’s chest from below. It happened so suddenly that she let out a moan, unable to hold her voice back!
"I bet they were sweaty, huh?" Axel spoke, initiating casual talk.
But his hands never stopped. He wiped below Teruria’s boobs, while his other hand caressed the lumps carefully, lovingly.
"...~!"
Teruria’s body was tingling.
Every time Axel’s finger brushes past her nipples, electricity rushes along her spine.
She felt as if she’d crumble to the ground if she lost focus for even a moment, with her knees giving out from pleasure!
"Hmm?" Axel hummed, staring at Teruria’s flushed face. "Are you perhaps sensitive? Then please bear with it; I’ll finish this quickly."
The moment he finished his words, his touch became even more forceful, much faster, and skillful. The stimulus he provided ended up causing Teruria’s legs to finally give out. She fell forward, bumping against Axel’s body.
"W-Wait... time out..." The princess begged, gasping for air.
"Hmm?"
But Axel just resumed his previous smile, as if he couldn’t hear her plea.
He sat directly on the ground before placing Teruria between his legs, turning her body so that her back was resting against his chest.
Of course, doing this meant his clothes would get wet, but he didn’t seem to pay it any heed. Instead, he just continued moving his hand, circling Teruria’s twin peaks, carefully "cleaning" them.
"Mmm~, AH!"
Gasps escaped her lips as the stimulus increased.
The pleasure was rushing all over her body, hitting her brain like a sledgehammer, muddying her thoughts.
"Alright, that should be enough," Axel whispered, stopping his act. "Then, next is this one over here, I guess? It’s so wet; I need to wipe it clean cautiously."
"H-Huh?"
Teruria returned to her senses for a moment, seeing Axel’s hand moving down.
"T-That’s my..."
But before she finished her words, the wet, warm towel wiped her special place. It was a rough action, but done with just the right strength. Over the towel, Axel’s fingers pressed over her lower lips, stimulating them directly.
"Haaah, ahhn~!"
But just with that, Teruria quickly lost control of her voice.
She let out a loud, pleased noise, almost a gasp for air. Her vision flashed white for a moment as her legs trembled greatly.
It was her first time getting touched by a man, and to think she came instantly!
"Oh? I wiped it, but it got even wetter." Axel whispered straight to Teruria’s ears, teasing her. "Looks like I have to wipe it even better."
Axel’s fingers went around the labia, playing with her clit over the towel, and even inserted them directly at times. He was changing the tempo, the strength, and the "depth," causing Teruria’s body to convulse almost continuously, with more and more love juices springing out of her lonely hole.
By the tenth orgasm she had, she was already messed up.
Her eyes were hazy with pleasure and confusion, her body wet with water and sweat, and her breath was turning into steam from her body overheating.
Seeing that she’s barely hanging onto her consciousness, Axel decided that was enough.
"Alright, washing up is over." He said. "I’ll take my leave. Sleep well~!"
"Ah..."
Teruria quickly grabbed Axel’s arm, almost as if silently pleading, not wanting him to go. She was so out of it that she didn’t even realize that, despite his words, Axel didn’t move from where he was, still holding her inside his embrace.
"M-More..."
Teruria whispered in a trembling voice, laced with nothing but the desire for physical connection. Her grip was light but enough to show her will to finish what she started.
"..."
At that moment, seeing how cute Teruria had become, Axel couldn’t hold himself back any longer either. Fearing punishment from WitchyGura? Such worries were thrown out the window the moment he welcomed the little witch into his embrace!
With a casual touch, he placed his coat and inner shirt straight into his inventory, keeping only his pants on for last.
"Then, let’s move to the bed, shall we?"
Hearing his sweet whisper, Teruria’s face turned even redder, almost boiling over. Although she’s embarrassed to death, she still mustered her courage to nod her head microscopically.
Her cuteness was rising off the charts!