Novel & Cerita Pillow For Bathtub

My knees are still somewhere back in that forest, or whatever the hell that was, and my ribs ache like I grew new bones mid-fall. Tinkling, running water drifts through the room. Not a hissing rusted pipe to be heard, the waters probably drawn from a sacred spring and filtered through the skin of virgins. Slowly, I push up on my elbows, watch him move around the bathroom, a practiced rhythm as he's done this a thousand times. The tub is enormous, roll top, claw-footed, gleaming white porcelain with gold fixtures shaped like demons. A colored glass bottle drips a dark liquid into the water, instantly perfuming the air with bruised petals and honey.

This bathroom is the epitome of opulence. I move behind the screen to the tub, smiling. There is a small white shelf beside it. On top is a spicy floral scented candle. Below are all the toiletries I could need. Creamy bubble solution, body wash, shampoo, conditioner and oil bath beads. I turn on the hot water and add the solution, watching as the tub quickly fills with the steaming bubbles. I throw in a few bath beads. I notice the scented salts and pour a generous handful of them in too.

he moved to my side and crossed his arm around my waist again, gently helping me get in the bathtub. I lay down in the foam and placed my head on the edge of the tub, when he lifted my head slightly and placed the pillow underneath it. So that's what it was for. The water was warm, the hotness soothing my body with the fragrance enlightening my nose. It sent a scent through my brain that eased my mind and made it less heavy. How can one person make a bathtub so therapeutic? I shut my eyes and sank into the moment, floating through the delight that swirled through the air in my brain.

I think I have died and gone to heaven! The bathroom was across the room on the other side and was exceptionally large as well. It contrasts with the bedroom, with white tile and marble all over, chrome fixtures, and gold decorations. The bathtub was more like a hot tub! It could seat like 4 or 5 people in it and had jets everywhere! I don’t even want to begin to think about all the parties he probably had in that tub alone! The walk-in shower had multiple rainfall showerheads coming from the ceiling and multiple show heads on both sides of the walls and the shower had an opening on two sides much like his and her sides. It was HUGE and could probably fit several people in it at once! Then t

The white marble countertop had two sinks with beautiful cabinetry below and more cabinets along the side wall. But to the left of the space was the crowning glory -a ridiculously large bathtub, crafted from the same white marble as the countertop. It looked incredibly inviting. But I had no intention of remaining naked any longer than I had to, even for the benign purpose of bathing. So the shower it was.

Everything was adorned in purple and looked expensive. I had to give it to him. He did have good taste. The walls were a deep shade of purple, and the floor was covered in soft carpets. There was a large bathtub that could fit four people, and it had shiny chrome fixtures. In the middle of the bathroom, there was a big shower with multiple shower heads and glass walls. The shower walls had purple flower patterns on dark purple tiles. The bathroom smelled lovely, like lavender, and there was a pile of fluffy purple towels nearby that I wrapped around myself before getting into the tub.

The patterns, reminiscent of ancient artistry, added an element of mystique to the room. Adjacent to the showers, two grand bathtubs stole the spotlight, their formidable presence an invitation to immerse oneself in relaxation. The bathtubs, with their smooth porcelain surfaces, seemed to radiate a silent promise of serenity. Delicate details adorned the tubs, offering a touch of refinement to the indulgent experience they promised. At the far end of the bathroom, two stalls embraced the simplicity of functionality, each housing a porcelain toilet. Even in their utilitarian purpose, these elements maintained an air of sophistication, seamlessly blending into the opulent design of the space.

It even feels expensive. My eyes find the bath and my breath gets knocked out of my lungs. It’s so fancy. How could anyone ever use this bath? It should be on display in some art gallery. It’s a pinkish/ White marble free standing bath with gold legs. My gosh. It’s so cute…

Riven walked to his big, luxurious bathroom. The floor was made of black–tinted tiles veined with caramel-whitish stripes that brightened the darkness beneath his feet. The walls carried the same rich pattern, making the entire room feel sleek, cold, and expensive. A white cylindrical bathtub sat like a throne in the middle of the room, surrounded by soft, pinkish lavender candles unlit, but still screaming luxury.

Alice Lucian had a thing for large bathrooms. Hence, our bathroom was huge with pedestal sinks and fancy looking faucets on one side. A bidet, a toilet and an enclosed shower stood on the other corner. In the centre stood a sizeable luxury whirlpool tub, with white marble floors that gleamed dully in the dim light. The tiled walls were pure white and edged with accents of blue. A low mahogany bench held white fluffy looking towels across the room, while potted plants were placed strategically to further enhance the spa-like atmosphere.