A more intimate bath than you were expecting

You had been expecting something impressive when it came to the baths of the royal estate. Anastasia had certainly made it sound impressive. As she opened a wooden door to reveal where you would be bathing you were both let down and still impressed.

Instead of a large room with a central pool, you looked at a smaller room, still almost as large your and Edin's room, with a raised platform taking up a corner reaching half way along each wall creating a diagonal of marble stone. There was a small lip at the front of the platform but aside from that the rest of it was water. The rest of the room was richly decorated. The wall opposite the pool was draped in a landscape mosaic showing rolling fields. The floor was stone with a carefully placed blue rug in the middle. There were chairs, both wooden and cushioned, around the room.

Anastasia walked inside waving her hips side to side as she did. You watched her walk as you stepped into the room closing the door behind you. Anastasia reached the bath and bent at her hips to ran a hand through the water, presenting a very inviting sight to you. "Are you joining me?" She asked looking over her shoulder as she bit her lip. You walked over to her and pulled off the shreds of clothing that stayed on you. "Good boy." She smiled and stepped into the bath sinking down until the back of her head rested on the stone lip.

You walked to her coming to a stop standing over her. She looked up at you, her vision obscured by your erection. "Does her Highness –"

"We're alone Christopher." She corrected you with a smile.

You knelt down so your faces were parted facing opposite direction. "Do you want a massage Anastasia?"

She sighed and thought about it. "No, come into the water Christopher."

You stood and joined her. The water was the perfect temperature, so immaculately turned to your body temperature you could barely feel the transfer form air to water. You sunk down floating your body out as Anastasia had done and resting your head on the stone lip next to her.

You both staying like that for a long time. Not just enjoying the water but each others silence companionship. You closed your eyes and relaxed. You felt the water move and opened your eyes. Anastasia had extended her aura above the two of you and as you watched it radiated colours and whispers of images almost close enough to depictions for you to identify as more than a ghost.

You watched the display a smile forming at your lips. She was putting a lot of work into entertaining you and it was working.

"I enjoy your company Christopher." She said as her aura started to retract. You breath in to speak when she cuts you off. "But not your smell." Her aura waves and you hear water rushing. You lean up in the bath to see water pouring from the corner. Flower petals start to float along the surface and sections of the wall open to pour out several sweet smelling liquids. "I guess I'll have to wash you myself." She suddenly appears at your side and you feel a delicate hand run along your arm. It was a request, a silence question on if you would allow it. It seemed so unlike her you looked into her face.

"I would be honoured." You confirm. She smiles and cups some water in her hands letting it slip out over your shoulder that was resting above the water line. Her aura had warped around you and you could feel her heart beat through it

She begins to gently rub your skin with her finger tips leaning down so her face was very close your own. Her eyes were focused on her task but yours could leave her lips. The soft red impossibly inviting. As she rubbed you without the use of any cloth or sponge you found it hard to resist leaning over to her. She reached your hand and pulled it out of the water. As she ran her fingertips over your palm you felt your heart speed up just as hers did.

You separated your fingers and she slipped her fingers between them. You both closed your hands at the same time. Anastasia looked into you eyes and you looked up from her lips to look into her. "Anastasia." You reach your limit on holding off from her lips and you can feel that she has as well.

You both lean into each other at the same time, you lips meeting as if made for each other. Anastasia sighs into you as a long held tension is eased. She moved your intertwined hands to her chest, resting them against her solar plexus. When you separated she looked worried. "Christopher I can't." She sounded so sad but so happy.

"Then don't, lets just enjoy one another company." You offered. She smiled and leaned down kiss your forehead as you had done to Edin so many times before.

She shifted to float in the water, your fingers staying intertwined. As the flower petals finally began to reach the two of you and float around you you felt her aura pull back a little. As it did you threaded magic into your fingers. Her aura fell into you without you even needing to try to pull it in. A soft inhale from Anastasia and her aura returned to its wrapping.

You felt her attraction to you, both physical and mental. The desire for you body mirrored by a passion for your mind. You felt her ambitions and her questioning of if she should include you in them more than as a tool. And underlining it all a mixture of fear and loneliness. A fear for both you and Edin, a fear of you not being her anymore, a fear of once more being isolated from others. A fear that you would reject her if you had the option.

You're own numbed feeling of isolation and loneliness warming up under the smoulder of Anastasia's, "I rather think we'll be enjoying each other companies for a long time Ana." You say for the both of you.

"Ana?" She asked dreamily. "Only Isabelle calls me that." She say with a soft chuckle as you feel her affection for her sister. The warmth their made you wonder if you had been wrong about the youngest royal, maybe she wasn't as concerning as your thought. She blows out a breath and you feel her sister wan from her aura as you return to the for. "I like how it sounds on your lips." Your lips enter her aura and you feel the warmth as her attraction takes the fore.

"As you wish Ana." You breath out gently squeezing her fingers with your own.

The two of you float in the water intertwined both physically and magically. You aren't sure on the time that passes. You can feel your skin pruning in the water but don't know when you noticed. It could have been as soon as it happened it could have been after an hour.

There was a knock at the door causing the both of your to breach the surface of your companionship. "Yes?" Anastasia asked.

"Dinner has been prepared your Highness." The voice of Anastasia personal attendant or guard comes muffled through the door.

Anastasia doesn't answer and you feel her desire for this moment to not end. "We'll be together, what's a room matter?" You ask instinctively kneading her desire before any fear of isolation could set in.

Anastasia sighed. "We will be out shortly." Anastasia said.

You both sigh as this moment came to an end. You breath out as you push her aura out of yourself. The same push of your magic entering Anastasia and remaining hers. You feel the water shift as she shivers at the exterior magic becoming a part of her. You wonder how similar that feeling is to you absorbing someone aura.

After a minute Anastasia loosens her grip and you do as well. Climbing out of the bath you walk to the towels, as soft and fluffy as your would have expected. You take one for yourself and one for Anastasia. She looks at the towel and at you and smiles extending a leg. You raise an eyebrow but kneel down. Lifting her leg your pat her dry. As you patting goes higher Anastasia spreads her legs giving you another inviting view. You feel your mouth watering slightly and look up at her. She looks down and her hips rotate up slightly. You lower your head but are stopped by her hand on your head. She doesn't say anything but you get the message. You bow your head and back off patting her other leg dry. After that she takes her towel back and drys herself as you do the same. You see two robes by the door and take one for yourself. You hold out the other for her and she hesitates.

"Can you show me your aura again?" She's looking down and you can see a shyness to her you hadn't expected to exist within her.

You take in an uncomfortable breath. You're sure she isn't trying to use the **** contract to **** you and a part of you wants to, she'd never been anything less than positive about it. You push it out of yourself until it reaches where the normal aura extends. She looks at you as her eyes take it in.

She walks over you to and takes the robe and the hand that holding it. She takes another step to be almost pressed against you. Her aura must be touching yours but you can't feeling different. She closes her eyes and leans her head down to rest your foreheads together. "Beautiful." She mumbles out lifting her chin to put a soft peck on your lips. She pulls back and puts on her robe.

You really don't get what she see in your aura and feel like asking at this point might ruin the mood. So instead you smile and open the door for her.