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Vexa stretched her fingers out as she pulled herself back, short sharp claws dragging gently, carefully through thick fur already dampened by the water of the bathhouse. The cheetess lounging out in front of her shuddered with the sensation, her shoulder blades pitching back, the fur along the back of her neck puffing out, her long tail giving a flick and briefly peeking out from the water; and she pulled in a breath, held it, then let it right back out in a slow sigh, back arching and then straightening out as she went.

"Oh," Ki purred, her little pink tongue flashing out across her lips. She looked over her shoulder at the leopard above and behind her. "Oh._Gods. Down a bit? To the left... no, other left... ah... _there."

"Wow. That's tight."

"Yeah. It is." Another rumbling sigh shivered through the sleek feline's body, tight bands of muscle holding taut beneath fur the color of golden wheat and swirling sands. Vexa ran her fingers back and forth along that spot just beneath and behind the line of her hip bone, pressing in just enough that she could feel the resistance of that tight musculature. "You didn't stretch beforehand, did you?"

"I stretched." Ki shot a glare at the other cat, bright eyes still sharp. Vexa pressed in again, then curled her fingers around the cheetess's waist and gave a slight, subtle tug back against her - and Ki gasped, her ears perking upright, and then practically melted into the water, steam curling up around her shoulders. "Just - not... the right... spots..."

All around them stirred the low, constant presence of the mid-evening bathhouse, so many other attendants and patrons coming through to unwind after a long day. Certainly none of these others had had quite the same experience today as the two cats had, after leaping across rooftops, sidling down into slim alleyways, slipping in between mismeasured constructions and in and out of crowds. Vexa had already stashed their spoils, and now here before her spread out a full field of the actual treasure.

So the leopard slid her other paw down along Ki's waist, fingers splaying out to wrap around the cheetess's thighs. She rolled her grip in place there, index to little finger and back, and then - squeezed and tugged again, squishing the other feline's rump into her lap. Then she ran her thumbs back, following the angled indention along Ki's lower backside that pointed right down beneath the base of her tail, flashing and flicking side to side, gently brushing against Vexa's side.

"Come on, huntress," she cooed, now leaning over her. Ki shivered and turned her head to the other side, eyes halfway closed as she looked up at the other. "With you, they're all the right spots. Like this one." She circled her thumb around a charcoal-colored splotch there along Ki's side.

Then one right above the base of her tail. "And this one."

Now with her other thumb she squished in underneath the cheetess's rump, soft fur and plush heft folding over. "And this one..."

Then she pressed in with both paws, lifting Ki up a bit, pressing her up towards the base of her tail... "This one, too."

...and then she ran her thumbs in towards the center spot right there underneath, where smooth fur gave way to soft, sleek, ridged skin, slickened by the touch of the bathhouse's water, lightly essenced through various natural oils and extracts. They put a certain scent and weight into the air, and left the fur feeling warm and smooth and skin rich and supple.

"And especially this one."

Ki rumbled again, both arms folded underneath her chin at the rim of the bath. All around them Vexa could feel the wandering eyes of the other patrons, watching with idle interest or embarrassed reluctance; the attendants went about their business as well, stoically meeting only the eyes of those who waved for them, and never looking where they weren't invited.

So naturally, Vexa enjoyed seeing what she could do to _make_them look. A slim, sleek otter standing by the nearest entrance to the bathhouse glanced down at the two of them and then just as quickly looked up and away again, a few towels hanging down over his arm. The leopard let her eyes run slowly back and forth across him, just as her paws did to Vexa here: up from thighs to belly to chest to shoulders, then out along the arms and back in again to wrap around the front, taking in all the lines, the curves, the little spots where hidden muscle gave way to bone underneath, the sections where fur and skin stretched smooth and taut.

She spread her fingers around one of Ki's breasts and squeezed in, feeling the little point of her nipple push up between her knuckles. The cheetess's breath caught in her throat and she shivered, reflexively arching up and back against her; Vexa continued down the other side of her body with her other paw, once again letting her claws come out to draw thin lines in thick, wet fur. Ki stretched out where she lay, arms reaching out across the stone-tiled floor of the bathhouse, fingers spreading apart and her own claws stretching as well; she shivered, pulled in a shaky breath, and then let it right back out as a low, breathy moan.

The leopard tilted her head and leaned in to press her chest to Ki's back, deliberately moving in to squish her breasts against her shoulders. The cheetess instinctively lifted up and pushed back in turn, back arching and slim belly pulling away to allow easier access to her goal - and Vexa gladly took that opportunity. Down her paw went, pushing through short, thick pelt, spreading along the little puff of slightly coarser fur right there at the cheetess's lower belly, and then she spread her fingers, circled them around, felt the surface of the warm water slide up over her wrist... and then looked up to the attendant again.

His eyes flashed away nearly before she could see them, and he shifted where he stood, coughed gently, and swallowed. Vexa licked her lips; Ki shuddered and moaned gently, breath swirling through the coils of steam.