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Chapter 15 by PineroseWriting PineroseWriting

What does Yue arrange?

A bath for Soren, and a room for the her and Naz

"Alright, Soren," Yue approached the small elf, "I booked you an hour in the medical bath, it should help make sure everything is in tip-top shape. Afterward, you can meet us in bath 6."

The elf nodded meekly, uncomfortable with the amount of coin being spent for his leisure. "Thanks Yue" he whispered softly. "I guess I'll see you guys later" the poor boy looked almost afraid to leave. He had been by Naz's side for the past 4 days, and had perhaps grown too dependent on her company.

"Hey, look at me" Yue bent down, meeting his eyes. "It is just gonna be for an hour, ok, we won't go anywhere. Trust us alright? Meet us at bath 6 when you are done." She ruffled his hair. "Now go, the medical bath is for your own good, doctor's orders."

Yue was right, he should trust them. Soren felt guilty, as while he knew he was not worth much, he should trust Naz and Yue not to be cruel to him. Despite all his weaknesses and shortcoming they had been nice to him, he admonished himself for doubting them. "Ok, will do" Soren said, trying to add some pep to his voice. He turned and left, being separated from the girls for the first time since meeting them.

The girls watched the elf walk away, admiring the way his hips moved as he strode.

"Elves…" Yue whistled.

"Elves." Naz said, nodding in agreement.

Yue redirected her attention back to Naz as Soren rounded the corner. "Alright, come with me, I rented us a massage room!" She grabbed Naz's hand and began dragging her down the marble halls, their boots clacking against the stone.

"Who did you get to massage us? Someone with strong hands I hope, I've got knots tighter than a monkey's fist." Naz complained, rolling her shoulders. Yue led her into their room. It featured a padded table in the center, a shelf containing various oils and scents, and a small side table with a collection of candles on it.

"I never rented a person, just the room" Yue said as lit a few of the candles. "I'll be taking care of you."

"Why not just get a professional, that way we can both enjoy it?" Naz questioned. She did not mind the idea of Yue massaging her, the cleric was adept with her hands and medical anatomical knowledge, but she did not understand the purpose.

"Nuh-uh," Yue walked up to Naz, pointing a finger at her chest. "You have been so busy playing with that new little toy of yours, that you have been neglecting me." Yue had a pout on her face, one Naz had always found adorable, but now she felt guilt at the accusation.

"I'm sorry Yue, I did not…" Naz began, before being cut off midsentence.

"Yes. Yes, I understand Naz, I'm not mad, I'm just getting my time back, now strip for me" Yue leered at Naz hungrily. "C'mon on now, don't keep mama waiting, strip, get on the table, and let me take care of you."

Naz couldn't help but feel her cheeks flush. Despite being smaller in size, Yue had a presence about her that made sure she got her way. Naz felt Yue's gaze trace over her as she removed her clothes.

"You have a lovely figure Naz, a killer rack, great abs, crushing thighs, uuugggh, girl I mean look at you" Yue exclaimed, she bit her lip as she looked the half-orc up and down. "Table. Now."

Naz laid face down on the table. Being the only one naked in the room, she felt exposed as her vision was corralled by the floofy pillow her head now rested upon. She could make out Yue's feet through the small cutout hole that allowed her to breathe comfortably. She watched as Yue paced up and down her side.

Yue loudly cracked her knuckles, before beginning to work on Naz's back. She dug her fingers into the muscular form laid before her, taking great pleasure in any sound of satisfaction she could wring from Naz. Yue used her weight to the best of her ability, pressing hard into the tense muscles. She worked her way from the shoulders, down the back, rubbing the stress and strain from Naz’s body. Yue could not help but admire Naz’s form. She wished the half-orc wasn't so conscious of her figure. The thought that someone had hurt her dear Naz in the past to give her such feelings both angered and saddened Yue.

She pulled Naz’s legs apart as she worked on each calf, spreading them to the sides of the table, allowing her to gaze upon the lips held between. “What are you doing back there?” Naz asked.

“Admiring the view”, Yue worked her way up the legs, moving from the calf to the thigh, where she slowly rubbed her hands higher and higher, brushing her hand closer and closer to Naz’s intimate area, while being careful not to touch. Yue delighted in hearing the warrior’s breath tense every time she drew near, and release as she drew away. So easy to play with, Yue smirked. She had been jealous of the attention Soren had been getting, but now that Naz was at her fingertips, she was going to take her time. The half-orc needed a little teasing as punishment for neglecting her. Despite how confident and cool Naz acted in front of Soren, Yue knew how to make her blush.

How does she make her blush?

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