Let the water hold me down

“Well, isn’t this a charming little place?” Vivian regarded the spa with an approving look on her face, and nodded as she read over the sign.

Harem Hotel: Resort Spa and Masseuse

“They’ve got a hot spring here you can use for 30 minutes every day, for free,” Kim informed her. “You can also get massages, and even use the steam room. Not a bad bargain if you ask me.”

“Steam room sounds nice, but I think I’ll pass on the massage,” Vivian said, stretching her arms over her head. “I’ve already got the best masseuse around on my payroll, after all!”

Kim bit back her scornful comment. Part of her felt bad about tricking Vivian like this, but every time the heiress opened her mouth, she reminded herself why.

It wasn’t like she was doing anything bad, anyway. Just a naughty little prank. A way for Kim to unwind after a stressful day.

When all was said and done, Vivian might even be cool with it.

So even though a little Mary in the back of her head told her that this wasn’t a nice thing to do, she pushed down those thoughts and pushed ahead instead.

“Octavia might give good massages, but think about it, when will you ever have the chance to get a massage from a real faerie?” Kim pointed out. “You’ve seen their tiny little hands, right? They can probably push in all the best places!”

Vivian considered that for a moment, then smirked. “Why Kim, you naughty little minx! What kind of massage were you planning to get?”

Kim’s jaw dropped open, and for a moment she forgot that this was part of her plan. “I-I didn’t mean it like-!”

“This is Harem Hotel,” Vivian continued, looking back at the spa door with renewed skepticism. “In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if the only massages they offer here are ones with ‘happy endings’ as it were… hmm…”

She looked slyly over at Kim, who was using all of her skills in customer service to not let her true feelings leak out onto her face.

“There’s nothing dirty about the massages!” She put her foot down adamantly. “I like guys, remember? I wouldn’t want one of those from a-! Well-!”

It wasn’t technically a lie. The massages were perfectly above board. The massage oil, on the other hand…

Kim clamped her lips shut firmly, not wanting to give anything away.

“Right, you and Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin are just friends,” Vivian nodded, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she enjoyed the fuck out of goading Kim’s little head off. She wasn’t serious in the slightest, but playing with the other girl was just so much fun!

Kim, meanwhile, sulked her heart out.

Picking up on the bad vibes coming off of Kim, Vivian decided that enough was enough. “Sorry, I’m just teasing,” she honestly apologized. “I’m actually really glad you invited me out today, Kim!”

“Eh?” Kim blinked, taken aback. Vivian’s sincerity threw her for a loop, and she almost felt bad about what she had tried to do.

But before she could reconsider, Vivian was already pulling her inside.

“Come on! I bet it’s going to be a lot of fun!”

“Haah… you were right, Kim, these faerie hands are perfect for getting just where I want them to…” Vivian sighed in appreciation.

The two girls were naked side by side on massage tables, getting heaps of glistening oil slapped onto their naked bodies as faeries worked them over nicely.

Kim felt her skin burn slightly whenever the tiny palm of the faerie working on her pushed against her skin, and she had to fight back a moan once or twice. She risked a glance in Vivian’s direction, and saw the heiress’s face was rather flushed, too.

But that was the only hint of anything wrong.

It would be rather poetic justice if Dakota told the faeries to make sure only my massage oil had the aphrodisiac in it, Kim thought, biting her lip as her masseuse pushed hard against a sensitive spot between her shoulder blades. But no, there’s no way. It’d be way better for ratings if both of us got turned on.

“Octavia is nice, but this is pretty good too… I’m glad you told me about this!” The heiress continued cheerfully, oblivious to the turmoil her neighbor was in.

“Yeah… no problem,” Kim mumbled.

Whatever aphrodisiacs this massage oil was dosed with, it must have been mixed together with a good chunk of regret, because Kim was feeling a massive wave of buyer’s remorse right about now. From practically the moment they took their clothes off and got down on the massage tables, Kim had realized she was doing something wrong.

But her hesitation had kept her from saying anything, and now she had **** but to endure the pleasure in dignified- or undignified- silence.

One thing that helped with her guilt was that Vivian still seemed to be having a good time.

“Ooh!” The heiress let out a pleasured moan and she squirmed on the table. “Yeah, right there… aahh… that’s the spot…”

Kim blushed. It wasn’t just the effects of the aphrodisiac getting to her, she was genuinely embarrassed by the pleasured moans coming from her right. Like with everything else in her life, Vivian wasn’t at all shy about admitting just how good she was feeling right now. And even if she hadn’t connected the dots yet, her moans were making a case for her pleasure all on their own.

And Kim was feeling it too.

She squirmed, feeling a moistness between her legs, and for a moment she began to question whether or not she was getting turned on from Vivian’s moans, only for one of her own to squeak past her lips and remind her that she was getting lathered in aphrodisiacs at the moment.

Vivian or no Vivian, I’d be feeling it… well, at least she’s having a good time?

Was it really such a bad thing she’d done, if the other girl was feeling this much pleasure from it?

That was what Kim tried to tell herself to assuage her guilt. But as good as she felt getting massaged right now, she still felt like she’d betrayed somebody.

And that wasn’t likely to escape her anytime soon.

Trapped on the massage table and **** to be subjected to the same treatment she’d tricked Vivian into, Kim decided that this was her penance for fooling the heiress.

“Ah! Oh, mm, yeah, your hands are magic, oooh!” Vivian moaned, and Kim bit down hard on her lip to keep from doing the same.

She’d withstand this, and then she’d apologize later. But with every touch of the faerie practically setting her skin on fire, Kim would forever remember that playing dirty didn’t pay.

“Oh man… oh… that was great…” Vivian seemed almost in a daze as she stumbled towards the steam room, and her eyes were blurry and unfocused. Kim wasn’t in much better shape. She barely made her way into the shower, where she could, thankfully, wash off the aphrodisiac massage oil she’d been covered in, and hopefully get some time to regain her composure.

It wasn’t easy.

She was covered in the stuff- she felt slimier than she when she had that sweat transformation, and almost as gross!

But as the cooling water of the shower washed her skin clean, her faculties slowly began to return, and she could think clearly again. Finally, she could breathe without sounding like a panting bitch in heat!

…At least, for a little while, anyway.

Vivian seemed smitten with the idea of hitting those steam rooms. And what was Kim supposed to do, say no? So even though she anticipated an even bigger mess to come, she had little choice but to begrudgingly follow the other girl’s lead, and enter the steam room.

Vivian was a little surprised when she arrived and saw a naked Kim sitting on the wood bench.

“You didn’t get a towel?” The heiress asked, sitting down across from her. To Kim’s relief, she didn’t look all that ragged.

Kim blinked. “Why would I?” She’d already dried herself off, after all.

Vivian gave her a strange look. “Well, it’s customary,” she said, gesturing to her own towel. “People wear them to steam rooms to preserve their modesty. Did you… just think they went in naked, like a communal shower or something?”

Kim blushed, and her guilt faded temporarily. “I-I’ve never done one of these before!” She protested. “Besides, isn’t it better for your health? You know, like, it exposes all your pores or something, if you’re naked?!”

Her logic might have made sense if this were a traditional steam room, but Kim knew it wasn’t. Exfoliation wasn’t the main goal here, that would be the distribution of a healthy second helping of aphrodisiacs to get them both up and ready to go.

As Vivian shrugged and the door closed behind them, Kim suddenly realized that she was about to be confined in tight quarters with another woman, and both of them would be stark naked. Per Dani’s report, she and Nick had landed themselves in quite a sticky situation when they were faced with the same conditions.

…

Just another reason for Kim to add to the list of why this was a really bad and stupid idea. She opened her mouth to say something, but before she did, Vivian interrupted her.

“So… thanks again,” she said, leaning back against the bench, fanning herself as steam filled the room. Her complexion had already taken on a nice, rosy gleam.

“Um… huh?” Kim stared numbly at her. She was trying to keep her focus, but it was hard when she felt her legs getting moist. Without a towel, Vivian was staring directly at her naked body, and even though Kim had revealed herself a lot, to many different people, she still felt **** for doing it.

She could barely hear what Vivian said next, she was so flustered.

“I mean it, Kim, thank you. For inviting me here.”

“Inviting you… here?” Kim dumbly repeated. She shook her head to try and clear the haze building in her mind.

Vivian nodded and bit her lip. She squirmed a little on the bench, like she was having difficulty getting comfortable.

“…I didn’t think you liked me,” Vivian said bluntly, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “You know, because of all the stuff you say.”

“Well…” Kim didn’t like her. At all. But apparently she’d given the heiress the wrong impression.

“So inviting me out like this… I appreciate the opportunity to bury the hatchet.” Vivian leaned forward, and her eyes were sparkling. For once, Kim couldn’t see any trace of mischief or deception in her gaze- she seemed totally sincere.

Which just made the tomboy feel awful.

“I… I mean… it’s not like it’s that big of a deal or anything,” Kim mumbled, her guilt forcing her to look away. She shifted in place as well, finding it hard to get comfortable herself. There was a moistness forming between her legs, and it definitely wasn’t sweat.

“It is! It’s a very big deal!” Vivian insisted. She scooted across the bench, until she was practically sitting next to Kim. “I really appreciate it!”

Kim had to scoot away just to maintain her personal space. She looked at Vivian with eyes as wide as saucers and wondered just what the other girl was getting at.

“Um…”

“I mean, I know I can be a little hard to get along with,” Vivian admitted. “I like joking around with my friends. Especially teasing.”

“…We’re not friends though,” Kim bluntly replied.

Vivian nodded, and for a moment she almost looked sad. “…I know. And I’m trying hard to stay on your good side. I don’t want to upset you anymore. I’ve done that a few times…”

Yeah. Maybe once or twice.

Of course, every word past Vivian’s lips just compounded on the guilt Kim was feeling right now.

“So it really means a lot that you’d want to hang out with me and get massages together,” Vivian said, placing her hand over Kim’s.

The sudden skin contact send a spark of pleasure through Kim’s hand, racing up her arm and into her brain, and then shooting down her spine and into her loins.

She shivered in spite of the intense heat.

“Whoa, it’s pretty hot in here, huh?” Vivian laughed, fanning herself. She leaned back, giving Kim a good close look at her flushed complexion.

Kim swallowed.

“Yeah… it… it really is…”

Whatever was in the steam, it was really working now. Kim could feel it. She didn’t even like girls, and yet every thought that passed through her mind seemed to arouse her, and every word out of Vivian’s mouth sounded like an innuendo.

“Why do you care so much?” Kim blurted out. She was so **** to change the subject that she’d just said that without even thinking.

Vivian stared at her with glassy eyes. Tiny pants passed her lips as she tried to make sense of Kim’s sudden outburst. The aphrodisiacs were getting to her, too.

“…H-huh?” She mumbled, shaking her head lazily from side to side.

Kim’s blush deepened. “Why do you care… whether I like you or not?”

First the beach party, and now today. And even before that, too, if Kim looked back. It seemed like Vivian was taking special care to focus on her, in spite of Kim’s displayed animosity towards her, or even because of it.

Vivian blinked.

“Because… it seemed like you didn’t like me,” Vivian replied. Her face morphed into an expression that might have attempted to look sad, but to Kim’s eyes, seemed more frustrated than anything.

Sexually frustrated.

“Well-”

“I can’t stand it when someone doesn’t like me!” Vivian hopped off the bench, abandoning her towel, and started to pace around the steam room. It helped disperse the air, which helped clear Kim’s thoughts, but only just a little.

She still couldn’t fully make sense of what the other girl was saying.

“Everywhere I go, I try to be the best person around,” Vivian continued. “Make jokes, get laughs, be the center of it all! You get that, right?”

“Uh-”

“But you don’t like me, even though I’m trying!” Vivian continued, her frustrated expression deepening. “And I can’t stand it! It’s like there’s this worm, burrowing its way into my brain! I can’t stand the fact that you don’t like me, just thinking about it is going to make me aneuryze!”

“Well-”

“So I’m so, so happy you want to work together on this!”

Suddenly Vivian was right up in Kim’s face, her panting expression twisted into a look of adoration. “This is the most refreshed I’ve ever felt, Kim! Thank you so, so much!”

She threw her arms around Kim and hugged her tightly, pushing her slender frame up against the tomboy’s more athletic body.

And Kim became keenly aware (and not for the first time) that they were both naked alone in the sauna together.

Shivering in pleasure and practically orgasming at the first instance of genuine human contact she’d had in over a day, Kim quickly shoved Vivian off of her, startling the heiress.

“K-Kim?” Vivian recoiled, and looked at her in confusion and- again- a hint of frustration.

“I’m sorry!” Kim blurted out, practically in tears. “I was trying to trick you, I’m so sorry! I-I didn’t… I mean…”

Her brain was a dizzying mess of hormones and she couldn’t keep her thoughts straight. She looked desperately at the frazzled heiress, who was trying just as hard to make sense of what the other girl was saying as she was.

“I didn’t invite you here to bury the hatchet,” Kim admitted. “I tricked you… because… those massages… that oil was dosed with aphrodisiacs! And it’s in the steam, too, and… I knew, and I still brought you here, because I wanted some payback for how you’ve been treating me all week, but even then I knew it was wrong, but I still went through with it anyway!”

“Uh-”

“But then, you apologized, and you seemed so sincere, and you told me that you really wanted me to like you, and I realized that you’re not that bad of a person, you’re just a little overbearing, and I was letting my grudge and preconceptions stop me from actually trying to get to know you as a person, even though you really seemed like you were trying to help!

“Well-”

“Please forgive me!” Kim wailed.

This wasn’t like her. She wasn’t a petty, vindictive person, except for that one time, but that bastard had it coming.

Vivian stared hotly at Kim, and the tomboy wondered how much of her outburst the heiress had even managed to process.

“I-I think we should get out of here,” Vivian finally stammered, her composure crumbling like a window hit by a brick.

Kim couldn’t agree more, and they both fell over themselves trying to get to the door. The floor was slick with condensation, sweat, and other body fluids, but they still managed to get out without any accidents, which was more than Nick and Dani could claim.

Slamming the door to the steam room behind them, Vivian and Kim collapsed naked in the hall, struggling to catch their breath.

They raised their heads and looked at each other, coming to an unspoken understanding as they crawled to opposite walls and waited for the aphrodisiacs to finish leaving their system.

Finally, it was Vivian who spoke first.

“So… you tricked me. To get me turned on. That right?”

“…Uh-huh,” Kim nodded sullenly.

“Because I teased you…”

“I thought… I’m sorry,” Kim mumbled again, shaking her head. “I just wanted to see you lose your composure for once.”

Vivian pursed her lips together tightly and nodded. “Well… you got it.”

Kim looked up at her. Vivian’s flushed face was impossible to read.

“Did you mean what you said before?” She asked quietly. “About wanting us to get along?”

The heiress’s rant had seemed hard to believe, but Kim couldn’t imagine her lying in that condition.

Vivian nodded slowly. “Don’t know why I said that… must have been the steam I guess,” she mumbled, pulling her legs up to her chest in a quick attempt to cover herself.

Kim felt just as ****.

“I’m sorry,” she said again, and Vivian just shook her head.

“Just forget it,” the heiress muttered. “Let’s start all over, okay? Pretend like none of this ever happened…”

Kim felt bad. Vivian felt bad. Neither woman really knew what to say to each other, so they both just sat there in awkward silence and let the air cool them off.