An After Shower Chat

Krvavy lazily dries her damp hair with a towel. A few beads of water roll down her chest, hugging the curve of her breasts and trailing across her abs. Those droplets nearly reach the base of her softened shaft, but are wiped away before they can travel that far.

“Enjoying the view, my Ushumgal~?” The faintest bit of amusement fills Inanna’s voice as she leans back against one of the shortened counters. A smile plays at her lips as she hefts one of her titanic tits up. Her left hand sinks into the firm yet squishy flesh of that massive mound, while the right wipes a small towel across the grey skin that was hidden beneath its considerable size and weight.

“How could I not~?” The Drakling playfully responds. “You almost look like a different person with your hair all wet like that~.”

“Mm, yes. My hair. That is what has caught your attention. Nothing else~.” The busty shortstack casually drops her big bouncy boob, causing it to slap against her belly and sending jiggling ripples throughout it. She passes the small towel from one hand to the other, before repeating the process with her other tit.

“Yep, it sure is~.” Krvavy innocently replies, baring her teeth in a wide, carnivorous grin. “And speaking of your hair, do you need any help drying off~?”

“Yes, of course. But not from you.” Another slap echoes throughout the bathroom as the Dwarf’s other titanic tit is dropped back down into place. “Adeline has already agreed to lend me a hand. And I dare say that she would be more successful in that endeavour. Even without the trait that your soul has gifted her with.”

“Oh~?” Krvavy raises an eyebrow and glances towards the tiny blonde, who is all but hiding behind the Dwarf. Adeline blushes and averts her gaze, fiddling with the towel wrapped around her damp body. “Are you worried that I’d be a bit too distracted~?”

Inanna smiles slightly as she waves her hand in a sweeping motion, as if to shoo the Drakling away. “Go now, my Ushumgal, get on with your day. Our home will not fortify itself~.”

“Alright, alright.” The barbarian relents with an exaggerated sigh. “I’ll see the two of you later.” Krvavy hangs her wet towel on its hook and waves goodbye to her two shortest girls, smiling as she briefly locks eyes with Adeline.

A bit of a mana thrums throughout Krvavy’s body, evaporating the last few droplets of water clinging to her pale white skin and rolling down her black scales.

The Drakling shivers slightly as she steps out of the steamy bathroom, quickly getting surrounded by the comparatively cool air that fills their bedroom.

A faint squeaked ‘Eeep!’ rings out from the bathroom, piquing Krvavy’s curiosity. But she resists the urge to turn back to see just why the bunny-mouse girl made such an adorable noise. Inanna probably just touched the timid girl’s ears.

Krvavy walks halfway across the room before stopping and glancing back towards the expansive bed with an eyebrow raised. “Were you waiting around for me?”

“No.” Thea plainly answers, not even bothering to look up from her nails as she slowly files them down.

The barbarian shrugs her shoulders a little dismissively. “Have you started reading that book I got you yet?” She idly asks.

“No.” The bratty girl lazily returns, remaining sprawled out on the padded bedding. “I am waiting for the couch to be finished before even starting on that trashy thing.”

“‘Trashy’? Come on, you haven’t even read it yet but you’re already judging it?”

Thea lifts her gaze and stares at Krvavy with a thoroughly unimpressed expression. “It is titled ‘Love Upon the Icy Shores’. Only a certain kind of book has such a poetic yet unsubtle title.”

“Speaking from experience~?” The Drakling grins as her teasing words causes a faint blush to colour her beautiful brat’s cheeks.

“Ugh... The couch will just be... more comfortable for reading...”

Krvavy stares expectantly at her grumbling noble girl. “I guess that it’d be a different experience, but I feel like the couch would be a lot less cozy than a corner of our bed. And less private.”

“Private? Hmph! Our bed is anything but private!” Thea exasperatedly huffs out. “If I were to settle in to read over there, then it would only a matter of time until you disturb my peace by dragging one of your other girls over to have sex right beside me! Whether intentionally or not, as you could easily fail to spot me off in one of the corners!”

“Aaannd... how would the couch be any different?” The barbarian blandly wonders, glancing back over her shoulder towards the newly minted living room. Nothing but the fireplace stands between the couches and the bed, leaving a large empty expanse for sound to freely echo across. “People will be walking past it all the time.” She simply states, turning back towards her beautiful brat. “Plus, its a bit, uh, hopeful to assume that I wouldn’t end up fucking anyone over there.”

“Yes, I am fully aware that your degeneracy knows no bounds or borders.” Thea rolls her soft-blue eyes. “But I assume that you would have the decency to not harass me in such a manner. Which... I now realize is a stupid assumption to make. You like nothing more than to harass me...”

“My, you’re in an extra bristly mood today~.” A smile fills Krvavy’s face as she steps towards her bratty fiancée. “Are you maybe feeling a bit... neglected~? I did spend nearly all of yesterday with Adeline, and I’m sure you can guess why I just showered with her and Inanna as well~. So, do you want to spend some time with me~? Is that it~?”

“N-no! Back...! Ughhhh...” Thea’s hasty protests quickly shift into a weak groan. She knows from first hand experience that there is very little that she can actually do to stop the barbarian from cuddling with her, so she just grumbles and lets it happen.

Krvavy’s grin grows wider and wider as she rubs her face into the bratty girl’s pert breasts. Those two, big handfuls are wonderfully squishy and so soft. They can’t surround the barbarian’s entire face like Inanna’s titanic tits, or maybe even Khalia’s firm pair, but that hardly matters at all.

“Are you do–ohnN!” The silver-blonde noble girl presses her lips together into a pout as she glares down at the Drakling. She twitches slightly as Krvavy’s teeth release her nipple.

“You know, I should be getting back to work...” The barbarian’s idle comment causes a faint flash of hope to appear in her fiancée’s eyes. “But spending time with you is far more important than that~!”

Thea’s eyes narrow even as her cheeks flush red.

Krvavy’s arms wrap around the pouty girl’s waist as she drops onto the bed, rolling onto her back and dragging Thea atop her body.

“You really cannot stand to leave me alone and unbothered, can you...?”

“Don’t act like you don’t enjoy it~.” The Drakling gently plants a kiss on the completely naked noble girl’s collarbone. “You could have lazed around further into the bed, but instead chose to file your nails right here at the edge, where you knew I’d see you right away~.”

“Or maybe I just wanted to sit someone comfortable and convenient, of which my only choice was this spot. Because someone got so excited over making the couches that they removed all of the other seats up here.”

“Mhm, sure, sure~.” Krvavy idly trails a hand up Thea’s back, fingers trailing up along her fiancée’s spine. Her lips brush against the girl’s neck. “You still could have gone just a few more steps that way and I wouldn’t have seen you~.”

Thea shudders as the Drakling’s tongue flicks out, licking its way over the curve of her jaw. “All this just because that Elf is off doing who knows what instead of helping the moss grow into place...” Her mumbled complaints carry just the faintest tinge of annoyance, but even that is fading into nothingness in Krvavy’s embrace.

“Now, now, be fair.” The barbarian’s whispered voice brushes against her bratty girl’s ear. “She can’t just wave her hand and get it over with. The moss needs time to settle in, just like it did for our bed.”

“Hmph...” Thea forces out that pouty huff, shuddering as she struggles to suppress a sighed moan.

The Drakling’s sharp teeth gently nibble at Thea’s soft skin. Human ears are not as fun to play with as Elf ears. Is it because of their shape? Long and pointy ears that reach further away from the head are easier to tease and caress... Or is more a question of sensitivity? It is more fun when the ears can’t help but twitch and the woman they’re attached to shudders at even the faintest contact...

“You know, I’ve been thinking...”

“Uh oh...”

One of Krvavy’s roaming hands grabs onto the bratty girl’s pert ass, giving it a firm squeeze. “Oh, shush.” She smiles and pulls her head back just a bit, bumping noses with her fiancée as their eyes meet. “You know how Adeline was able to send some letters off to her family?”

“Where are you going with this?” Thea’s soft-blue eyes narrow into suspicious slits.

“Do you want to do something similar?” Silence serves as the answer to Krvavy’s question. “I mean, your situation is a lot more complicated than Adeline’s, so just mailing off a letter might not be an option. But...! Your dad, or maybe one of your brothers, will probably be at the council that Rina will be heading off to. So if I go there as her bodyguard, then maybe I’ll see them and maybe I’ll be able to pass on a message?”

Thea’s lips twist down into a frown. An inscrutable expression fills the noble girl’s face as she remains still and soundless. Her brow furrows as uncertain thoughts pass behind the beautiful blue of her eyes.

The Drakling keeps her mouth closed, not saying a single word as she gives her fiancée time to think.

After a few long minutes, Thea closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. A few seconds pass before she slowly sighs out. “No, I... I...” She scowls, the corner of her mouth twitching unhappily. She breathes in, and then out again. “I am... not ready for that.”

Sensing that Thea still has something else to say, the barbarian remains silent.

A tinge of annoyance crosses the noble girl’s face. Thea was hoping that Krvavy would speak up, so that she could just leave it at that. “They... were marrying me off to a man who would never love me.” Her sighed tone is dull and emotionless. “Is my... current absence... any different from that? Do they even miss me?” She ruefully wonders, lifting her gaze up and staring aimlessly away. “My parents no longer have to deal with the disappointment that is their youngest and only daughter. My brothers no longer have to deal with the burden that is their youngest and only sister.”

Krvavy’s hand slowly plays with the loose braid silver-blonde hair lying across her fiancée’s shoulder. “Were they happy to send you off to the Duke?” A small smile plays at the Drakling’s lips as her rhetorical question earns her a scowl. “You’re still their daughter and their sister. And, even at your worst, you aren’t that bad. A bit entitled and spoiled, sure, but you could only get that way if they indulged you.”

“Wow, thanks, what a way to cheer me up...”

“Maybe I wasn’t trying to cheer you up?” Krvavy’s smile widens even as the grumbling brat flicks her forehead. “Seriously though, if they didn’t love you then, trust me, you would know.” She gently brushes a strand of silvery hair away from her fiancée’s face. “They don’t even know if you’re alive or not, Thea.”

“Ugh... fine...!” The bratty noble girl grumbles and buries her head into the barbarian’s breast. “If you really care this much, then... then you can, maybe, tell them that I am not dead. Just... make sure they actually care first, and... do not cause trouble for the Countess. My family cannot afford conflict with Raseyne. And...” Thea’s fist thumps into the Drakling’s shoulder as a bit of life returns to her voice. “And I am not wasting my time writing a letter...!”

“Got it.”

“Hmph...” Thea slowly exhales, her shoulders sagging as her body goes limp. The strong fingers gently massaging her scalp are doing a great job at helping her relax. “Are you even going to go on that trip? There is no point in making promises that you will not be able to keep...”

“Ehhhh...” Krvavy would shrug if she wasn’t lying down with one of her girls resting atop her. “I should, but... I don’t like the idea of being away for so long.” She plainly states, struggling to keep a thoughtful frown from filling her face. “I mean, just look at what I’m doing now. I was only gone for two weeks, and I wasn’t even alone as Beryl was with me the whole time, but I’m still shirking work just to laze about with you. So can you imagine just how clingy I’ll be after being away for five weeks?”

“Is this any different from usual?” Thea wryly wonders, tilting her head so that her soft-blue eyes can gaze back up at the barbarian with a fitting amount of smugness.

“Ha, ha, ha.” The Drakling gently sighs. “Really though... If Adeline will be alright when I’m gone, and if I can get a way to keep in contact with all of you, then... then I won’t really have a reason to skip it. Well, a reason that isn’t just me being selfish and lazy, at least.”

“I...” A faintly red hue colours the bratty girl’s cheeks, her tone growing hesitant and ****. “I will help that mouse in... in your place. Only if she needs help, though!”

“Aww, how sweet of you~.”

“Shut up.” Thea huffs out, narrowing her eyes into an adorably pouty glare. “Have you looked into a way for us to communicate while you are away?”

“Yeah, and I have a lot of options. It’s just that, well, I can’t afford any of them right now.” The barbarian lets her head sink back into the soft moss bedding, staring up at the arched ceiling far above. “One of the more ‘affordable’ options still costs fifty points... Though that one is still a bit of a luxury: it would let me see and hear whoever was on the other end. I guess that if I was being a bit less picky, and if I was fine with just hearing your voices, then there are a few options that only cost ten points.”

“Seriously?” The bratty girl lifts her body up and scoots forwards, pressing her weight into the barbarian’s belly as she leans into Krvavy’s line of sight. “Are you looking for excuses to not go? Just pick a cheap one and be done with it.”

“I still can’t afford the ‘cheap’ options.” The Drakling dryly points out, hardly reacting to the annoyed finger prodding her cheek. “I’m close, sure, but not quite there yet.”

“And just how many points do you currently have?”

“Nine.”

Thea purses her lips and glares down at her Draconic lover with annoyance, even a bit of contempt, plain on her face. “You are making such a fuss over a single point? Ugh...! Just level up once and you will be able to afford it!”

“That is easier said than done.” Krvavy’s words are muffled slightly by the two miffed hands squishing her cheeks.

“Only because you are choosing to laze about rather than work towards that goal!” The silver-blonde noble girl exasperated groans out. “Just go and kill more of those slimes! That will level you up in the span of a single day!”

“Yeah, I’ve already been considering that.” The barbarian shrugs back. Her gaze lowers slightly, locking onto the bratty girl’s bare breasts. Those two sizable and soft handfuls rise and fall with each breath that Thea takes. “But it might not be enough. Especially since I’d spend more time looking for slimes than actually killing them...”

“You have two weeks. Just go a couple times if once is not enough.”

“Alright, alright.” Krvavy relents, grabbing at her beautiful brat’s butt and giving it a good groping squeeze. “But I’m not going to rush off to do that right away. I only just got back from Raseyne, so I’d like to have a few fairly lazy days with my girls before going to that slime infested hole again.”

“Hmph...” The silver-blonde brat leans down towards the Drakling. “Is that why you are tempting fate right now? Are you just going to keep lazily lying here until Inanna comes out of the bathroom and scolds you for slacking off?”

“Maybe~.” A playful grin fills Krvavy’s face as Thea’s nose bumps against her own.

Thea rolls her soft-blue eyes, but still gives the barbarian a brief but loving kiss. “There. Happy now?” Her cheeks flush red as she pulls back, trying to act as casually disinterested as she can.

“Very~. Though I could always be happier~...”

“Ugh... degenerate~.” The noble girl’s gaze narrows into a glare even as she fails to keep an affectionately lewd tone from entering her voice. Her blush grows just a bit brighter as she dismounts the Drakling.

Krvavy stays exactly where she is for a few seconds longer, shamelessly ogling her fiancée’s pert rear as the beautiful girl grabs her dropped nail file. With a heavy sigh, the Drakling sits up. “Alright, guess I’ll see you later, my beautiful princess~.”