Novel & Cerita Bathroom Scene The Shining

The bathroom door was opened, a dark rectangle against the opulent chamber, as Lina stood there, framed by the doorway. I watched her, my body relaxed against the cool, smooth porcelain of the bathtub, observing her every subtle movement. She was just there, a small, trembling figure, and I could see her body shivering gently, a faint tremor that ran through her. It wasn't from the cold, it was just fear. Pure fear, radiating from her like a palpable aura. It was a scent I knew well, a taste I craved.

I pushed the covers off to reveal my naked body and I shivered remembering the beautiful moment we had shared before it all went to hell. I stood up from the bed. I was a little shaky and I ached between my legs like I had been doing a million squats only using my vagina. I sighed and walked gingerly towards the bathroom. Surprisingly, my ankle felt much better. As I entered, I was in awe of its size. There was a corner spa bath on the right which was edged in gold paint. Gold tap handles and a crisp white finish. The shower, which was at the far side of the bathroom could have housed a small family! There was even a bench built into the wall and my mind played dirty images of Eric and I hav

Whenever one of the Triquetra put their hands on her body, her mind wiped and she froze, held prisoner by the way she felt, her hormones racing, and her body aching… “You liked watching us,” he breathed into her ear. “Heath could suck off Rhett whilst I f-k you… Or…” She stood up. “I, ah… Need to use the bathroom.” “I’ll take you,” Rhett appeared next to her. He took her hand and led her to the balcony, and into the house. The bathroom was lit with flickering candles, the power not connected, but the water ran off a bore-system that the Edison’s still used and so still worked. The bathroom was ornate in a way that was slightly off-taste and yet could be pretty, she thought as she washed her

His jaw tightened, and he looked miserable, but he eventually just looked away. Adrian didn't say another word. He grabbed the ladder and the bulb and walked into the bathroom. I leaned against the doorframe, watching him work. He snapped the ladder open, climbed up, and got to work. He was steady, unscrewing the old bulb and clicking the new one in with practiced ease. He looked down at me. "Try the switch." I flipped it. Bright white light flooded the bathroom, almost blinding me. "Looks like I haven't lost my touch," he joked from the ladder.

That was what mattered. When Shawn returned, he helped me up, guiding me to the bathroom while Lily stayed on the couch, her bunny tucked under her arm as she flipped through a picture book we kept on the coffee table. The bathroom was warm, the air thick with steam, the tub filled with bubbles that smelled faintly of lavender. Shawn had lit a candle on the counter, its soft glow casting a warm light across the tiles. “Get in,” he said, his hand on my back. “I’ll stay with Lily.”

As soon as I get the baby ready for bed and down in his cradle, Sinclair takes my hand and directs me again, this time towards the bathroom. “So bossy tonight,” I laugh, letting him guide me, and he shoots me a little glaring smile over his shoulder as he brings me into the bathroom. He doesn’t turn the lights on and I’m glad he doesn’t – the bathroom only has horrible florescent light bulbs. Instead, Sinclair just turns on the shower in the dark and begins to strip himself down. And then, once he’s finished, he peels off my clothes piece by piece and nudges me towards the shower. I take his suggestion silently, stepping into the steaming water and taking a deep breath. Sinclair follows, wra

The big bed in the middle of the room is paired with two nightstands on each side and a dress across form it with a big mirror. Rushing to go check the bathroom I say “ I don't think you'll be able to get me back home” I look at Ashton over my shoulder because all I want to do now is get into that bathtub and take a bath while I watch the bird and the witches practicing magic outside the window. “ Can they see us in here?” I heard Ashton ask. “ No, it's a one-way mirror, you can get as naked as you want” she replies. Didn't have to tell me twice because I plan to spend as much time as I could in this bathroom because hell no. “ Did I lose you already?” Asthon wraps his arms around my waist.

She stepped toward it with shaky resolve, relieved to find it led to a luxurious bathroom. The space was a haven of marble and crystal, lit by soft, ethereal light that seemed to emanate from the very walls. A massive shower sat at its center, enclosed by seamless glass and equipped with silver fixtures that gleamed like starlight. Penelope undressed quickly, her movements frantic as she sought refuge in the promise of hot water.

I whispered. “Please.” He shook his head slowly. “You’re adorable when you’re nervous.” Then he gestured toward a door. “Fine,” he said. “Use the bathroom.” His tone became softer. “Take a shower if you want.” “And come and take care of daddy.” He added with a lustful eyes. The bathroom was just as breathtaking as the bedroom. Marble floors. A huge glass shower. Soft golden lighting built into the walls. Everything looked luxurious. Little did I notice that one part was transparent.

I nervously peed into the toilet bowl with only the droplets sounds of my pee and my racing heart heard in the dingy stalls. I try to control my breathing to calm down but the psychotic look in Sasha’s eyes keep flashing into my head. My hands shiver under the running tap in fear of what was waiting for me right outside the bathroom. “You’ve got this....” I murmur. I turn the bathroom door numb and it opens with an annoying squeaking sound which makes me wince as I stare down the dimly lit hallway.