Painfilled Lessons [nsfw]

A small, surprised noise escaped Muika in response to Iyuki's own shocked noise as she glanced off to the side, her face burning further as he sputtered unintelligible things before turning around and hunching over.

How...How were they going to do this!? Both of them were...

The bathing suit was all she had that could afford getting soaked! Thanks to Iyuki...she didn't really have any...clothes she could afford to mess up. The...The bathing suit was just the only option here! The only one!

With a few unintelligible noises and stuttering of her own, Muika managed a nod at his words and walked over to him, placing a hand on his back. He needed help getting in. Focus on that. Focus on that.

Iyuki jumped slightly as he felt Muika's hand on his back, letting out a soft groan. This was not...going to end well. "I'm getting in..."

His normally more formal way of speaking was a bit stilted and quick, lifting first one leg up and then the other as he turned to lower himself into the shallowly filled bath. When he sat it went slightly above his hips and... covered nothing else.

His whole body felt like it was burning up from how embarrassed he was, but the young man gently splashed some water around. He was not looking at Muika, nothing could make him at this moment as he fought down such feelings. "U-Uh I... How... do we do this? I-I can wash my legs and...such. C-Can you get my back and hair Muika?"

Muika stood by, making sure he got in alright before she squatted down outside of the tub beside him. She gave a nod when Iyuki mentioned getting his hair and back, though...

"Ah...u-uh...for your hair, I could...get a cup or something to get water with...t-to wet your hair." She suggested; turning on the shower for it seemed a bit...much? She wasn't sure, but the cup thing was something she'd done before...just a long time ago.

"That...sounds wonderful. Yes. A cup." Iyuki was still the red of a tomato. He felt weird washing himself with Muika just there, even if she would be helping. Grabbing a washcloth, he dipped it in the water and then... held it out for her to take. "I will need to soap it up. Could you help me with that too?"

Focus, deep breaths and focus on getting clean. You can do this. Iyuki glanced slightly over and turned a bit red again. You can not. You will fail.

With a nod Muika took the washcloth from him and did as asked, soaping it up for him to use to wash what he could. Hand it back to him, she stood. "I-I'll go get the cup. Be right back."

Saying that she left the bathroom again to get the cup she'd mentioned. It would work, it was much easier than...reaching her hands into the water and trying to gather it that way. This method was much quicker!

When she had a cup that could be used for this, she headed back to the bathroom and went back to where she was before at his side. "G-Got it."

"All right. Thank you." As Muika ran off, Iyuki quickly moved to washing the embarrassing parts he didn't want her to see. He was beat red and as she reentered the bathroom, he quickly moved to washing his legs.

He looked up and her and managed a smile though he had to not look anywhere but her face. He had finished with his legs and let the wash cloth float in the water for now. By float, he really just set it over where his manly bits were so they...could have some semblance of privacy. "Thank you Muika. Want me to tilt my head back now?"

Moving his head back a bit, his purple hair that was getting longer fell back as he turned to give her a reassuring grin. They could do this... They could... do this.

"Mhmm." She nodded as Iyuki tilted his head back while she gathered water into the cup, managing to return his grin with a small smile of her own.

Things were going okay, definitely not as bad as things could be going.

She carefully wet his hair, and once it was wet enough she moved on to the shampoo and other things. Muika focused on being careful, and gentle as she handled his hair, only applying the necessary pressure to properly wash it before she moved onto rinsing it out.

As Muika carefully dealt with his hair, Iyuki had to smile and close his eyes. She was so gentle and soft with his hair, he let out soft pleased sounds as he rather enjoyed this. Humming a song under his breath, he was almost sad when she finally rinsed his hair. Reaching up after she had, he tried to squeeze as much water from it as possible so it wouldn't drip on his chest wound. Then he slicked it back a bit and turned to give Muika a warm smile.

"Ah, thank you. My hair feels so much better. It was very annoying having it be like that." His eyes fell to her bathing suit again and he turned red and looked away. He was...glad for the washcloth. It was keeping his reactions as hidden as it could.

"W-Welcome." Muika replied, her face burning further when she caught his eyes taking a glimpse at her before he himself turned red averted his eyes. She was doing...moderately well at to keep her eyes on what they needed to be kept on. His hair was done, now for his back...

She...She couldn't get his entire back from...out here...

"I-Iyuki...I-I don't think I can...reach your entire back...like this..." Considering he was sitting, and she was...outside the tub.

Iyuki was too busy hiding himself as he waited for Muika to start on his back. He waited just a bit before she spoke up about it being hard to reach his back. The young man wasn't that flexible and with his wound... he couldn't stretch too much either...

Gulping, he realized what this entailed and scooted forward a bit. Maybe if he stuck his face in the water it would boil off and he could die? The...washcloth wasn't doing anything to cover him at this point and he just picked it up and held it... The shame he felt... Such awful thoughts in his head...

When Iyuki understood what she was getting at, and scooted up some, she quietly stepped in behind him and sat down; she felt her face could literally burn her right now, this...it was the only way she could properly reach his back though!

While she couldn't see his entire face, Muika could at least tell he was likely as flustered and...embarrassed about this as she was as she accepted the washcloth.

"I...It..." She trailed off, wanting to...reassure him somehow, but her words weren't coming out right as she soaped up the washcloth again. "I-I know this is...a bit...embarrassing, a-and...but...mm..."

They were both about ready to crawl into a hole it seemed, but...really...i-isn't...isn't this something...

"Th-Think of it...like...d-don't....c-couples d-do thinks like...like bathe together...?" A small squeak of embarrassment came out at that as she began washing his back as gently as she could. "I-It's p-perfectly fine...e-even if it's...not usually...under t-these ci-circumstances i-it's still alright..."

What was she even saying!? She wanted to...reassure him, maybe reassure herself some as well, but...but what was even coming out of her mouth!?

Iyuki couldn't breathe as Muika crawled into the tub, though as she took the washcloth in her hands he finally let out a small groan as he began breathing again. Her attempt to soothe him was kind and he moved his arm up to cover his face. His cast was wrapped in things to keep the water out and he had attempted to move it as well but... winced instead.

As he was about to thank her through his hand he jolted still. Her words plus the washing of his back making the poor man let out a rather high squeaking sound. His mind went to places that such baths normally ended in and while he wished for such a will, he did not have it to suppress such a reaction. His voice sounded out much higher than normal as he rambled. "M-Muika they..normally do...and it ends...in things I can not do right now... But my mind is now imagining these things... I am so sorry!"

Muika had...had a feeling he'd at least gained...some thoughts. This...well, entire situation...plus she was attempting to bathe him in...in this damn swimsuit! They were still though...

"I-It's alright, you don't need to a-apologize...you...I'm your...you can imagine t-those things...I-It's p-perfectly fine to."

"B-But... it will only bring me grief..." Iyuki's tone was one of pitiful dismay. He still wasn't used to such things and thoughts being okay and even wanted. It was hard to just let things go after such a long time thinking and hiding.

It was embarrassing and he covered his lap as Muika washed his back. He was glad she couldn't see his red face, though his neck was probably red.

Grief? Like being upset or...

Muika averted her eyes for a moment, trying to ignore the heat in her face. She...She was trying to help or reassure him here yet she could barely get a word out! Her mind briefly flashed to that...advice Aoi had given her awhile back, which if possible, left her face burning even further.

How the hell was she supposed to say these things!? She wasn't...wasn't used to talking about these things but...

"I-I...It f-feels embarrassing I know...mm...j-just know...that...you don't...don't have to worry about...maybe...with time it'll get...a little less embarrassing?" She stuttered.

"M-Maybe... You are probably right Muika." Iyuki was still covering up his shame but he tried for Muika's sake to just allow himself to not feel so embarrassed. It wasn't working much if at all but he truly tried. She didn't want him to worry over it, it was something normal and natural and...

He let out a strangle groan as his thoughts turned dirty again. He needed out of this tub. He needed to be dry and laying in a corner somewhere with his shame hidden. It was just a bath! Nothing dirty!

"I-Is my back done now?"

Muika was quiet, giving a silent nod at his words that he couldn't see as she finished up on his back, a small squeak of surprise escaping her when Iyuki suddenly groaned.

"A-ahm...M-Mhmm." She replied, "J-Just finished."

Saying that, she moved to stand from the water and stepped out; she grabbed a couple of towels before returning the the side of the tub to help him further. She'd dry off after he was out and settled.

Iyuki stood carefully after Muika had vacated the tub. That small squeak of surprise was pushed aside for now, though he felt awful for causing it in the first place. His stupid body and mind was going to be the end of him...

Accepting her help though he carefully gave no attention to the problem he was having at the moment, Iyuki also accepted a towel and started rubbing his hair dry a bit more. Without looking at Muika, he spoke. "C-Could you dry my back and arms? Then I can just wrap the towel around my waist and be done with it for now."

Nodding Muika did as asked and helped him dry his back and arms so he could be done with things. She felt...incredibly stupid, she'd been trying to help but she felt she'd just made things worse. She hadn't even been able to get a coherent sentence out without stuttering, and had left things up for Iyuki to decipher!

Iyuki felt relieved as Muika helped him dry off. It was an embarrassing and awkward situation but hopefully it would get better from here. The young man moved to tie the towel around his waist and move from the bathroom only to realize that was next to impossible to do with one hand...

And his earlier problem was not disappearing despite numerous attempts to remove it! Being dried by Muika hadn't helped but... Turning a bit red again, he looked to the side and coughed. "...Muika would you be so kind as to help... tie it around my hips?"

He felt miserable for that and visibly wilted. It meant she would have to...be near that abomination of a problem right now. If he ignored it enough it would go away, so Iyuki attempted to just pretend there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Mm." Muika, who'd moved to grab her own towel for her to use to dry off, gave a nod, momentarily draping the towel over her head and letting it fall and sit there like a makeshift hood as she moved to help him.

He couldn't hide the red in his face, though it was obvious this would be a situation he'd feel embarrassed about, and her words earlier just seemed to increase his embarrassment...mopey-ness(?)...

She wished he wouldn't feel so embarrassed about it, that it was alright, but she could understand how he felt. If she were the one in this situation she'd likely feel more than a bit humiliated.

Doing as asked, she helped him with this towel, and tied it around his waist like he wanted it, making sure it wouldn't fall off or come loose unless purposely pulled at before she took a step back...and tried to offer him at least a small smile to hopefully reassure him.

Muika was drying herself as he asked, so the young man felt infinitely worse and a dark cloud of moping slowly surrounded him as Muika settled the towel on her like a hood. His hand came up to his mouth, covering it as he turned more red. Once he had the towel on he would make a break for the bedroom and just hide in there until it went away.

As she tied the towel, he looked up and away and tried not to think anything. Calm, like a lake. A pond. A pool... A bathing...suit...

More moping surrounded him as this didn't work, and as Muia stepped back with that small reassuring smile... He gave her a small pouty one and nodded, the dark cloud spreading around him more and more as he moved to the door. "I-I shall go lay down and rest. It shall be good for me to rest. Lots of rest. Yes, thank you for all your help."

He wanted to kiss her but didn't dare with this mind right now. W-Who could help having such thoughts at a time like that!? It wasn't abnormal but he wished he could just stop for now.

He'd returned her smile, but it was obvious it hadn't helped much. He was rarely this...mopey, lately anyway, then again he didn't really have the option of crashing to the ground in a heap like he usually did when his feelings were in the extremes either...

Muika felt bad about the things she'd said, since it just seemed to...make things worse, or so it looked like. She knew...why he was embarrassed, and the reason for his moping...as he'd said so earlier as she'd been talking.

None of her words had come out right then, and by that happening she'd made things worse. Why couldn't she just talk straight about these things!? If...If she could help him, in any way, she would! Why couldn't she just say that!?

When he mentioned going to rest, she frowned a bit. "K-Kay..." That dark cloud of depression just seemed to increase around him, and Muika's hands went up to the towel that was still resting on her head, and pulled the ends to shut it around her...making it even more like a hood as it already had been. "Y-yeah, rest...if..." Just say it! Die later! "If you need my help...in any way...j-j-just tell me, okay!" She added, rather quickly as she felt her face burning again. The desire to pull the towel even more shut around her face strong...very strong. "A-Any way..."

Well...when she found it in her to move, she could go hide near the couch...or in a closet or something. Yes. That's exactly what she'd do. She just needed to un-glue her feet from the floor. Yes.

Muika's frown... he had done something wrong... The depressive cloud grew more and more and he moped his way forward as Muika did cute things he could no longer register and didn't deserve to. "Thank you... I promise to call if I need anything."

He continued his moping walk out of the bathroom and down the hall, opening the door to the bedroom and closing it behind him as the dark cloud seeped out from under the door.

He...hadn't got it?

Muika felt...dumbfounded almost, while at the same time wanting to just crawl into a pit. He hadn't seemed to have gotten it at all! If he had...she didn't doubt he'd end up going from mopey to red faced like her in a few seconds flat!

As he moved out of the room, she just stood there, still...processing things. He hadn't gotten a word!?

"Gh..ghn..." After a few moments, with a huff, and a tight grip on the towel she followed after him and stood outside their room, the only thing blocking her way being the door...but she wasn't sure if she could...say things and actually look at him....so the door helped.

"When I said anything...I-I meant anything!" She called, her feet and legs just begging her to book it to a closet or something. "A-And by th-that I meant your current....current problem!"

A small, embarrassed squeak escaped her, and instead of booking it she just backed up and sat down against the wall in her own little embarrassed ball. "Y-You know...the one you...mentioned...having...in-in the bath!"