A perfectly normal morning...sort of

You wake up feeling somewhat hazy, part of that because you'd had quite an eventful day yesterday and part of it because you had spent the night sleeping in a pile of books instead of in your bed. You weren't very clear about why you were sleeping in the books until you felt a slight shifting beside you and heard something like a small, cute yawn. That was when you were made more aware of the soft, slightly slick feeling of your slime-girl still lying next to you and beginning to stir as you did. It was that sensation that brought back everything that had happened the previous evening to your mind and put a red-hot blush on your face.

Lime, in the meantime, stirs to wakefulness and looks up at you, her wide eyes fluttering open and focusing on you after sleepiness falls away. She sees you and, in an instant, she is beaming as she moves to wrap her arms around you and hug you tight. She makes an affectionate cooing noise as she rubs up against you and you can feel the warmth of her affection for you in the form of that odd empathetic bond that you seem to share. She cuddles close and buries her face in the crook of your neck, making you blush harder.

"H-hey! C'mon, Lime. We don't have time for this! I have to get ready for claaaaa-a-a-asss.", you protest, your words giving way to a cry of surprise as you feel her slender, agile tongue begin to lap at your skin to gather up any trace of perspiration there, "N-no, Lime! Not right now, all right? I-I'll f-feed you later...okay?"

You say that with a deep blush on your cheeks as you know very well what feeding Lime means, but the slime girl understands your words and your intentions and, with some hesitation, she pulls away from you. You sigh in relief at that, though you won't deny feeling a little disappointed to have her release you and to be without the feeling of her tongue against your skin. It was a very pleasurable sensation, after all, and one that you, with your sexually deprived existence before this, ache for. But responsibilities came first. Whether you were of age to have a familiar or not, you were still a student and had to attend class so that's what you had to focus on right now.

To that end, you **** yourself up to your feet and out of the pile of books, stretching and working kinks out of your muscles as you head over to a good sized wooden wash basin towards one side of your room. You come up to it and focus some of your will and a moderate amount of magical power over it. You speak an elementary spell that most people know and water is produced from the moisture in the air, filling the basin with cool water. Elemental magic of this sort is common knowledge for people, even those who were not full-fledged sorcerers, and even you could manage it without any trouble. Not like when you try more complex spells.

It is another common spell that you use to summon a spark of flame to heat the water (though this one you had to practice quite a bit to make sure you wouldn't set your bed on fire...again), the water becoming warm with that spark of flame. You nod at that and then you strip off your clothing, unbuttoning and shrugging off your shirt and pulling off your breeches to leave you in your smallclothes, just a brief cloth undergarment. That too was pulled off and then kicked away as you retrieved a cloth from nearby and soaked it in the basin before starting to wipe away the sweat and the residue from your slime-girl's attention last night.

As you did this, you had all but forgotten that you weren't alone in the room...at least until you feel the soft pressure of bountiful breasts pressing against your back and slender fingers pressing into your abdomen as Lime comes up behind you and embraces you. It seems she's taken your stripping as an invitation as she coos coquettishly and lets her fingers stroke at your stomach and chest teasingly. Despite yourself, you feel your member begin to twitch to wakefulness in response to her being so close, but you try your best to keep yourself under control.

"L-Lime! No, that's not...I'm not naked because of that!", you try to explain to her, lifting up the wet cloth and gesturing to yourself with it as you try to get your point across, "I'm cleaning myself! You see? Washing myself for the day? You understand, Lime?"

She looks at you with wide, inquisitive eyes, glancing between you and the damp cloth and then back again before giving you a bright smile. You think this means she understands you and are about to feel relieved until she grabs for the cloth, taking it from you and holding it gently in her hand. She puts her hand and the cloth in the water, thoroughly soaking both and then she brings the wet cloth to your chest, beginning to wipe at your skin with it as you had been before. You realize then that she wants to be the one to clean your body and you sigh as you think that doing so would probably waste more time than save it.

Still...it is very hard to resist the idea of the sexy slime girl scrubbing you clean...