A quickie first?

Backstepping into the tiled room, I lead in the no doubt at least slightly horny Lia into her bathroom. Checking over my shoulder, I’m amazed at the decadent sight before me. Surrounded by white tiled walls with my height steps leading up to the edge, a large amount of what I can only imagine to be oils and soaps are cluttered on the edges of a large bath in pots and glass, as if there were a scent for each day and the accompanying oils to soak in.

“We’re on the third floor right?” I ask, wondering how they even managed to get the bathwater up here, especially heated, the steam wafting out of high slitted windows across from us.

“F-fourth…” Lia responded, before answering my next question too, “I w-was l-looking to b-bathe after y-your ch-checkup…” She runs her fingertips over my palms, stopped still and looking directly at me.

Turning around again, I get an idea, pulling the distracted girl straight up the steps to the miniature lake.

“You are gonna do exactly as I say again, got it?” I order, not leaving much room for the elf to respond. Not that she really needed to, nodding and biting her lip.

“Great, now take that bra off, and then go choose a soap. You’re gonna put both hands on it, and they aren’t going to move until I say so. Oh, and no talking, you can save your words until I say so too.” I say, the elf shyly nodding again while unhooking her bra.

Deliciously, her tits spill from the lacework as she lifts it up, revealing the pink nipples capping her half teardrop shaped tits. Compared to Ari’s they weren’t as large, but Lia certainly still had handfuls on her chest, the squish hypnotising me while Lia looked around.

She’d folded the bra neatly and now was unsure where to put it, slightly panicking before deciding to look to me for help. I hold my hand out for her. I may as well inspect the pretty thing, since Lia clearly doesn’t know what to do with it.

It’s got white flowers woven in silk around the edges of the main fabric, and a blooming flower across the front of the cups. It was an artful design, with a very small ‘AA’ on the inside of the strap. Something like this would have been expensive. They really must’ve been rich here. Wait, ‘AA’, as in Ari Aster? She did say she was the best tailor in town… And to think I went and commissioned her only for shirts…

While I was thinking, Lia had headed around the edges of the bath, picking up various pots or bowls to smell them. That just wouldn’t do.

“Do me a favour and pick from inside the bath. We want to be able to use it.” I say, making Lia blush, embarrassed slightly. She quickly makes her way into the water, her ass bouncing up the steps.

Finding a shelf beside me full of towels, I place the bra where it hopefully won’t get wet atop some of them. They’re soft and fluffy, something the Standout Inn definitely didn’t have and probably couldn’t afford.

“I-I-found one I l-l-like!” Lia calls, looking back at me from the rippling water, her ass dry, just in view still.

“Did you now?” I ask, walking toward the bath. “Do you also remember what else I asked of you?” I continued asking, making the elf even more embarrassed. “Well, well, forgetting what I said already, I guess you need some reminders… They’ll cost you, but the second was to put both hands on it!” I say, prompting Lia to do just that, having to bend over slightly for it.

Coming up the steps, I wade into the warm bath, before continuing, “the third was to not move them until I tell you…” I quickly approach Lia with the water lapping at my tits. “And the last was to not speak, until I tell you!” I say, just in range to swat at her ass, making the elf jump in place, an adorable ‘eek’ sound escaping her.

“Oh? did you say something?” I ask, grinning at the elf, my hand coming back to where I slapped her. Sneakily, I reached between her legs as she shook her head at me. Her pussy was dripping wet, her juices clearly flowing in anticipation.

“Yeah I think you did say something…” I say, giving her another spank. This time, she stayed silent, though she definitely still jumped at the action.

Bringing out my tongue, I let her watch me as I disappeared behind her, bending slightly myself to give her a lick from behind. On the tip of my tongue, she tasted as good as before, her slit well and truly ready for whatever I wanted to do with it.

Already having had enough foreplay, I swing around to her front, looking up and back with an open grin at her. She’s about to be helpless from my touch and she knows it, already sensing what’s happening.

I reach out again with my tongue and slide to a half crouch, my shoulders barely sitting above the water as my mouth makes contact with her pussy. Giving it a few teasing licks, I suddenly circle in and suck slightly on her clit, swollen in her need. I rock the poor girl with my ferocity, madly lapping and prodding at her most sensitive area while she whimpers, attempting not to make a sound for me.

She can barely keep standing at the rate I’m going, putting her weight onto my face as her legs shake from the stimulation. I move my hand off her ass to my own snatch beneath the water, finding the strength to finger myself while I push Lia closer and closer to the edge. Using my other hand, I plunge a finger into her snatch too, giving her all the more reason to cum for me.

Moaning like she’s on another world, Lia bucks into me one final time before climaxing, her pussy clenching around my finger while she spasms, still under my tongue’s relentless offense. I keep her going this way until I also cum, unable to focus while my mind goes blank for a moment. The aftershocks rock through my core, while my finger slips from Lia’s pussy, and my tongue retracts allowing me to pant exhaustedly. Softly coming down, I fall into a crouch, leaned against the wall, Lia on top of me, having let go of the soap at some point.

Her tits are dangling in my face, but she’s still experiencing aftershocks, both her arms on the ledge of the bath to support her weight. Running a hand up her back, I giver her a half hug and pantingly say, “You may not be the best girl, but by Fos do you cum a lot. Let’s get washed up, huh?”

Lia shudders, managing to lift herself off me and kneel there, the water lapping at her tits while she recovers from the fogging pleasure.