**Intimate Waters**

As they stood under the warm spray, Ryujin gently guided Yeji to face the wall of the shower, taking control of the situation with a tender yet assertive touch. With one hand on Yeji's hip, Ryujin used her other hand to grab a cloth, her fingers deftly working as she began to wash Yeji's vagina. The warm water and soap suds cascaded down Yeji's body, and she felt a surge of relaxation wash over her. The simple act of washing each other brought them closer, their connection strengthening with each passing moment. Ryujin's fingers moved with care, her touch gentle as she cleaned Yeji's intimate area. As she worked, her own hand wandered, and she slipped a finger between the folds of her own vagina, playing with herself as she washed Yeji. Yeji's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting back as she let out a soft moan. The sound was music to Ryujin's ears, and she continued to wash Yeji with tender precision. Her own hand moved faster now, her finger slipping in and out of her vagina as she worked. The water and soap created a slippery surface, and Ryujin's hand moved with ease, her fingers tracing the contours of Yeji's body. The warmth of the shower and the sensation of Ryujin's touch sent Yeji's body into a state of heightened arousal. She felt Ryujin's fingers slip inside her, and her eyes widened in response. As Ryujin continued to wash Yeji, she accidentally applied a bit more pressure, causing Yeji to shudder. Ryujin noticed Yeji's reaction and felt a surge of desire. She continued to wash Yeji, her hand moving with a gentle rhythm. Yeji's eyes fluttered open, and she met Ryujin's gaze, her expression a mix of pleasure and vulnerability. As they stood there, their bodies swaying slightly to the rhythm of the water, Ryujin's eyes locked onto Yeji's. She could see the intensity of the moment reflected back at her. With a soft smile, Ryujin leaned in closer to Yeji, her own body responding to the intimacy. The warmth and moisture created a slippery surface as Ryujin continued to wash Yeji. In that moment, Ryujin felt Yeji's body tremble. Her own hand continued to move, slipping in and out of her own vagina as she worked. Then, with her free hand, she reached for a towel and wiped Yeji clean. With a smile, Ryujin stepped closer, her own body pressed against Yeji's. As she finished washing Yeji, Ryujin grabbed a towel and gently dried her. Yeji's eyes were closed, and Ryujin could sense her relaxation. Ryujin moved back, her eyes drinking in the sight of Yeji's body. She took a deep breath, and as she did, she felt a rush of desire. Her own hand slipped between her legs, and she began to wash herself. As she did, Ryujin dropped to her knees, her eyes locked on Yeji's form. The water cascaded down, and Ryujin's hands moved with precision, her fingers tracing the curves of Yeji's body. She took her time, washing Yeji's legs, her calves, and her thighs. Ryujin then looked up, her eyes meeting Yeji's. There was a flicker of uncertainty, but Yeji just smiled. Ryujin grinned, feeling a sense of connection. She stood, her eyes never leaving Yeji's, and stepped under the water to rinse off. Ryujin then grabbed a towel and dried herself off, before taking a step closer to Yeji. She could see Yeji's nipples were hard, and she reached out to tease them, her fingers grazing over the sensitive skin. "Ryujin," Yeji whispered, her eyes fluttering closed. Ryujin looked up at Yeji, a smile playing on her lips. She could see the tension in Yeji's body, and she knew that she wanted more. Without a word, Ryujin reached out and pulled Yeji into her arms. As they stood there, the water cascaded down around them. Ryujin could feel Yeji's heart beating rapidly, and she knew that she wanted more. The intimacy was building, and Ryujin could feel it. Without another word, Ryujin led Yeji to the front of the shower. She turned Yeji around and pressed Yeji's back against the cool tile wall. As Yeji's back hit the wall, Ryujin got down on her knees. "Ryujin," Yeji whispered, a sound of warning, but Ryujin just looked up at her. She could see Yeji's body, and her eyes lingered on the soft curves of Yeji's thighs. Ryujin reached out, her fingers tracing the line of Yeji's knee. As she did, she leaned in, her tongue tracing a path up Yeji's leg. The sound that escaped Yeji's lips was a mix of surprise and pleasure. Ryujin felt her own desire spike as she looked up at Yeji, her eyes locking onto Yeji's form. She continued her path, her tongue tracing a line up Yeji's thigh. Ryujin could taste the soap and the sweetness of Yeji's skin. The moment hung in the air, suspended in time, as Ryujin savored the taste of Yeji's body. Yeji's eyes fluttered closed, and Ryujin could see the tension building in her body. She reached out, her hand slipping through Yeji's folds, and found that Yeji was dripping wet. A small drop of moisture had fallen from Yeji's vagina, and Ryujin had seen it. She looked up, her eyes meeting Yeji's. "What's that?" she asked, her voice husky. Yeji's eyes fluttered open, and she looked down at Ryujin, who was still on her knees. The water cascaded down around them, creating a sense of intimacy and urgency. Ryujin smiled, her eyes locked on Yeji's, and she leaned in closer, her tongue tracing a path up Yeji's leg, to the drop of moisture that had fallen from Yeji's vagina. She savored the taste, her eyes never leaving Yeji's.