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Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)
The pale girl would adopt a frown when Kringlicsly first replied, though she managed to reclaim a more neutral expression as the other woman continued on and adopted a smile of her own. Tamonten couldn't help but wonder if it wouldn't be her last big day, even though the way Xeon had explained it made her feel like her odds of surviving the ritual had, at least, been better than her odds at surviving her battles against the black oak and Elawdrin. The errant thought made her regret what had happened the previous night all the more, what a terrible thing to have done on what might've been her last day with Kringlicsly.
She mentally shook herself from that thought though. No point in getting all mopey over it, not while she still at least had most of the remainder of the day to enjoy with her lover. She could save her fears and inhibitions until she was actually on the table, or whatever it was that Xeon was going to use. "Really big day.... We should use it as an excuse to be gluttons," she jokingly added, using her old standby of humor to mask her remaining unease. "We'll both need to be at our full strength, after all," she continued with a wry grin.
The pale girl would take her tattered faerie clothing from the bag and use it as a rag to wipe Krig's release off of her chest before preparing to leave, finding herself not as far past the point of caring as she thought she was about the prospect of being seen by her former comrades and the maids she both had and hadn't met with her lover's cum all over her. When she noticed that the foxgirl herself had accumulated some of her own mess, however, she tossed the rag away and stopped her. "Just a second, you've got something on you," she noted before proceeding to bend in toward Krig's chest and making a lewd show of licking it from her body and swallowing it before straightening. "Okay, let's go," she offered to the other woman with a grin as if nothing had happened.
She was glad of her choice to clean herself up after Krig and she had exited into the hallway, as it was more embarrassing for people other than her lover to see the marks that Tamonten had been so proud of than she had expected. Perhaps she was fortunate to be embarrassed though, as if she hadn't been so focused on what the maid could and couldn't see she might have ended up staring at the woman's pretty features or her gigantic chest and trying to figure out how her breasts were so expertly defying the call of gravity.
Instead, she subconsciously shifted to try to hide her backside as the maid passed and offered a small nod when she inquired if they were heading to the baths. "We'd like some breakfast too. I don't want to be too much of a bother but if it's possible could I get two servings? Maybe something salty? I'd like some sweets too, if there's anything available." The pale girl would let Krig add any specifics she might have about her own meal. She decided against mentioning that the sheets needed changing, given how much she felt like she was already asking for.
Assuming the maid didn't make any response that would require Tamonten to change her request, she would then offer the demonic woman a simple thank you before continuing on into the baths. She was initially embarrassed to find Sensensiel already in the baths and more embarrassed for how the angel's eyes focused in on her various marks and Krig's half-erect shaft, the latter of which caused the swordswoman to briefly wonder why the foxgirl still hadn't shifted it away, though her embarrassment would fade when she reminded herself that Sensensiel had seen them, and joined them, in a far more intimate setting. "Good morning," she would reply a bit more cheerfully than Kringlicsly had before taking her own place in the bath.
Tamonten chose to settle in on the side of Krig opposite from the angel, as though she held no dislike for the angel their last conversation still had the pale girl feeling a bit awkward in her presence and that feeling was inflamed by the fact that they were both nude. As far as the pale girl was concerned, the bath would go the most smoothly if she simply kept to herself, enjoyed the warmth of the water against her skin for a while, washed herself, and made her way back to her room. She would set about doing just that, focusing largely on cleaning the dried cum from between her thighs before working her way up and down the rest of her body. Tamonten chose not to offer Krig any assistance in cleaning, not because she didn't want to but rather because she knew she wouldn't have the willpower to avoid paying special attention to her lover's breasts, ass, and crotch, even in front of Sensensiel if given half a chance. Best to focus on keeping things clean, both literally and metaphorically, for the time being by her own reckoning.
That was the plan, anyway, until Kringlicsly began to speak with Sensensiel. The conversation drew a curious look from Tamonten, who for her part initially was only relieved that Krig wasn't upset with the other woman for the conversation that had transpired the day before in her guest room. That lasted right up until her lover turned to her with her sudden demand. "Huh?" The pale girl automatically made her confusion clear. She was pretty sure she had heard right, but there was no way that Krig had just commanded that she bend over for her in front of another person, even if it was somebody they'd been in a foursome with. Even if the spirit wielder had said what Tamonten thought she did, there was simply no way that the possessed woman could ever possibly even consider -- and it was at around that point in her thoughts that Kringlicsly stood up, revealing her naked form and erect manhood in the process -- saying no to the foxgirl.
The pale girl was stunned for a few moments in which she did little more than stare at her lover's nude body in shock. "Y-yes, mistress," she ended up blurting out before her brain had even caught up enough to assess the situation, with an ease that briefly had her wondering if perhaps Krig had used some sort of magic behind her command. Her face was as scarlet as Sensensiel's was, even as she rose to her feet, waded to a clear enough edge of the pool to facilitate positioning herself as the other woman had commanded, and bent as low as she could, propping her arms on the floor around the pool for support, and kept her ass as high as she was able in order to present herself to Kringlicsly like an animal in heat.
Her mind was racing, as it always was whenever she tried something new and racy, the topics at the forefront of her thoughts being her effort to unravel why she found the prospect of Krig dominating her in front of the angel so utterly exciting and what exactly was on her lover's mind to have sparked the situation, along with the obvious question of just why she had gone along with it so easily. The only words she could think to get out as she held herself there for whatever the spirit wielder had in store for her, however, were in the form of a question. "Is this, um, position okay?" The pale girl would try to sneak a peek back to see what the kitsune was doing as she asked.
The pale girl would adopt a frown when Kringlicsly first replied, though she managed to reclaim a more neutral expression as the other woman continued on and adopted a smile of her own. Tamonten couldn't help but wonder if it wouldn't be her last big day, even though the way Xeon had explained it made her feel like her odds of surviving the ritual had, at least, been better than her odds at surviving her battles against the black oak and Elawdrin. The errant thought made her regret what had happened the previous night all the more, what a terrible thing to have done on what might've been her last day with Kringlicsly.
She mentally shook herself from that thought though. No point in getting all mopey over it, not while she still at least had most of the remainder of the day to enjoy with her lover. She could save her fears and inhibitions until she was actually on the table, or whatever it was that Xeon was going to use. "Really big day.... We should use it as an excuse to be gluttons," she jokingly added, using her old standby of humor to mask her remaining unease. "We'll both need to be at our full strength, after all," she continued with a wry grin.
The pale girl would take her tattered faerie clothing from the bag and use it as a rag to wipe Krig's release off of her chest before preparing to leave, finding herself not as far past the point of caring as she thought she was about the prospect of being seen by her former comrades and the maids she both had and hadn't met with her lover's cum all over her. When she noticed that the foxgirl herself had accumulated some of her own mess, however, she tossed the rag away and stopped her. "Just a second, you've got something on you," she noted before proceeding to bend in toward Krig's chest and making a lewd show of licking it from her body and swallowing it before straightening. "Okay, let's go," she offered to the other woman with a grin as if nothing had happened.
She was glad of her choice to clean herself up after Krig and she had exited into the hallway, as it was more embarrassing for people other than her lover to see the marks that Tamonten had been so proud of than she had expected. Perhaps she was fortunate to be embarrassed though, as if she hadn't been so focused on what the maid could and couldn't see she might have ended up staring at the woman's pretty features or her gigantic chest and trying to figure out how her breasts were so expertly defying the call of gravity.
Instead, she subconsciously shifted to try to hide her backside as the maid passed and offered a small nod when she inquired if they were heading to the baths. "We'd like some breakfast too. I don't want to be too much of a bother but if it's possible could I get two servings? Maybe something salty? I'd like some sweets too, if there's anything available." The pale girl would let Krig add any specifics she might have about her own meal. She decided against mentioning that the sheets needed changing, given how much she felt like she was already asking for.
Assuming the maid didn't make any response that would require Tamonten to change her request, she would then offer the demonic woman a simple thank you before continuing on into the baths. She was initially embarrassed to find Sensensiel already in the baths and more embarrassed for how the angel's eyes focused in on her various marks and Krig's half-erect shaft, the latter of which caused the swordswoman to briefly wonder why the foxgirl still hadn't shifted it away, though her embarrassment would fade when she reminded herself that Sensensiel had seen them, and joined them, in a far more intimate setting. "Good morning," she would reply a bit more cheerfully than Kringlicsly had before taking her own place in the bath.
Tamonten chose to settle in on the side of Krig opposite from the angel, as though she held no dislike for the angel their last conversation still had the pale girl feeling a bit awkward in her presence and that feeling was inflamed by the fact that they were both nude. As far as the pale girl was concerned, the bath would go the most smoothly if she simply kept to herself, enjoyed the warmth of the water against her skin for a while, washed herself, and made her way back to her room. She would set about doing just that, focusing largely on cleaning the dried cum from between her thighs before working her way up and down the rest of her body. Tamonten chose not to offer Krig any assistance in cleaning, not because she didn't want to but rather because she knew she wouldn't have the willpower to avoid paying special attention to her lover's breasts, ass, and crotch, even in front of Sensensiel if given half a chance. Best to focus on keeping things clean, both literally and metaphorically, for the time being by her own reckoning.
That was the plan, anyway, until Kringlicsly began to speak with Sensensiel. The conversation drew a curious look from Tamonten, who for her part initially was only relieved that Krig wasn't upset with the other woman for the conversation that had transpired the day before in her guest room. That lasted right up until her lover turned to her with her sudden demand. "Huh?" The pale girl automatically made her confusion clear. She was pretty sure she had heard right, but there was no way that Krig had just commanded that she bend over for her in front of another person, even if it was somebody they'd been in a foursome with. Even if the spirit wielder had said what Tamonten thought she did, there was simply no way that the possessed woman could ever possibly even consider -- and it was at around that point in her thoughts that Kringlicsly stood up, revealing her naked form and erect manhood in the process -- saying no to the foxgirl.
The pale girl was stunned for a few moments in which she did little more than stare at her lover's nude body in shock. "Y-yes, mistress," she ended up blurting out before her brain had even caught up enough to assess the situation, with an ease that briefly had her wondering if perhaps Krig had used some sort of magic behind her command. Her face was as scarlet as Sensensiel's was, even as she rose to her feet, waded to a clear enough edge of the pool to facilitate positioning herself as the other woman had commanded, and bent as low as she could, propping her arms on the floor around the pool for support, and kept her ass as high as she was able in order to present herself to Kringlicsly like an animal in heat.
Her mind was racing, as it always was whenever she tried something new and racy, the topics at the forefront of her thoughts being her effort to unravel why she found the prospect of Krig dominating her in front of the angel so utterly exciting and what exactly was on her lover's mind to have sparked the situation, along with the obvious question of just why she had gone along with it so easily. The only words she could think to get out as she held herself there for whatever the spirit wielder had in store for her, however, were in the form of a question. "Is this, um, position okay?" The pale girl would try to sneak a peek back to see what the kitsune was doing as she asked.
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