The Royal Baths

What better way to relax than take a bath? Following the maid's instructions, Eris walks down the hallway lined with paintings and portraits and marble busts of stuffy old men. Turning left, she finds herself face to face with a grand double door.

She pushes it open to reveal a glimpse of paradise. A long hall of white marble stretches out before her. Roman columns run along both sides of a bath almost the size of an olympic swimming pool. Cherubic water fountains dotting the sides of the bath spew warm water into the pool, constantly providing a stream of fresh water. A light steam hangs over the area, a testament to the welcoming warmth of the water. The only thing missing from this heavenly scene would be an angelic choir.

"Woah...." Eris slides into the bath, moaning as the warm water soaks into her bones, washing away the dirt and soreness of the past few days of travel. She's so lost in relaxation that she doesn't hear the splash of another person entering the bath until she feels a hand take a big grope of her chest.

"Wagh!" Eris jumps up in the fright, her titties jiggling like jello. "Celia!"

"Yo!" The succubus mischievously gives her a little wave.

"Give a girl a little warning next time." Eris sighs as she sinks back into the water.

"Don't be such a stick in the mud, loosen up a little!" Celia cozies up next to the redhead and leans against her.

She traces her fingers along Eris’ shoulder. “You have such an amazing body, it even makes a succubus like me jealous. We could have so much fun together if you want.”

“No thanks.” Eris rejects her bluntly. “I’m not interested in being a perverted demon like you. My dream is to get married to a handsome man and have my first time on our wedding night.”

Celia cackles. “Wow, what a little girl’s dream. But you can’t lie to me. I’m a succubus after all. I can smell it off you. Deep down inside you’re as lustful as they come.”

Eris’ heart begins to race as she recalls all the various events that have happened to her over the past few days. “I- I’m not!” She vehemently tries to deny it.

“Whatever you say. Anyway, if you only care about keeping your little hole intact, there’s still plenty of other things you can do.” The demoness waggles her tongue and mimes a blowjob motion.

The redhead looks like she’s about to strangle Celia.

“All right, all right I’ll let you think about it. Why don’t we have a little girl talk then, some heart to heart.”

“Fine…” Eris agrees, **** for the succubus to stop talking about her sex life.

“So got your eye on anyone? Like a childhood sweetheart?”

“That isn’t much better!” Eris exclaims.

Celia frowns. “Didn’t you say you want to get married? I’m sure you must be considering someone.”

“No…” Eris trails off. “They’re all my precious friends…”

‘Well, the look in their eyes tells a different story.’ Celia wants to say but she bites her tongue. “I see. Then, I could introduce you to some of my sex friends in the Capital.”

“There’s one of them, an old perverted noble around 50 years old. He’s fat and disgusting but his cock. That’ll make you squeal. It’s so long and thick and it’ll go all the way up to here.” Celia traces her finger along Eris’ abdomen until it reaches just below her ribcage.

“Or if that’s not your type, I could introduce you to a handsome pickup artist.” She continues. “He might not be the most loyal but he’s really good with his hands and mouth. The last time I slept with him, the foreplay lasted for hours.”

“Enough!” Eris covers her ears. “I don’t want to hear about all your sexcapades!”

Their conversation is interrupted by the tromping of feet and the sounds of chatter.

“I can’t wait to take a bath.”

“Yeah, training today was brutal.”

“Hah, you guys are just a bunch of pansies.”

The voices are clearly masculine.

“What are men doing here?” Eris panics.

Celia, on the other hand, seems wholly unbothered. “What do you mean? The Castle Baths are mixed. Did you not know?”

“No! Can you use your illusion magic to help us get out of here?”

“No. I don’t think so. I think you need to learn to live a little.” Celia smugly declines.

“You…” Eris wants to say more but she’s interrupted by a man whistling in appreciation at the two beauties sharing the bath.

“Woah! Look at that!”

A crowd of ten soldiers splash into the bath, standing in a loose semicircle around the two girls.

“The red-haired girl’s titties are huge!”

“The tan girl is more my type.”

“Hey, both are good.”

They leer at the girls, their cocks visibly hardening under their towels as they feasted on the sight of the two young nubile bodies.

“My, my.” Celia grins. “I didn’t expect company.”