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Ornate armor plating and thick, heavy leathers were left upon the floor of a bathing hall, and just past them, a pair of nude bodies rested in the soothingly hot waters of a natural spring.

Cuts and bruises were quick to be forgotten as the healing properties of the spring washed over a pair of nude bodies. Just outside of the bath, chips in metal armor and deep rivets in leather hides told a tale of misfortune, but at the very head of the bath, a small, golden statue sat and watched over a pair of females, who knew that all of their struggles were worth something, even if it was just the time that they were allowed to spend together.

"You're sure that you're not hiding any wounds from me?" asked Sabrith, using the opportunity to shamelessly scan her wife for deep cuts and sore bruises. Getting to roam her eyes over the smooth, naked flesh of her lover was always a treat, but while this was indeed an ulterior motive, there was nothing to hide the concern that radiated from Sabrith's mismatched eyes of teal curiosity and amber mischief.

Shy as she ever was, Tayelle kept her arms crossed over her breasts until her body was fully underneath the water. She only allowed herself to relax when the wobbling, glassy ripples of the pool obscured her flesh from proper vision, but not wanting to hide anything from Sabrith, she nodded her head. "I promise I'm okay, Sabrith. I'm just thankful that we escaped with nothing more than a few scratches..."

"Heh...and all of that for a small, golden statuette that might not even pay for all the repairs we have to make to my battle garb," Sabrith muttered, letting out a quiet, and slightly bitter chuckle as she spoke. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I suppose."

"Better than ending up trapped by orcs in some maze under a hidden temple," Tayelle suggested. "Or getting nearly eaten alive by wolf-men, or stripped naked and tortured by some tentacle beast, or-

Splish! Sabrith sent a small wave across the spring at her lover, letting out a much more genuine laugh at her monologue. "I get it, I get it! I'm always getting us into some kind of trouble..."

Tayelle squealed in fear and winced her eyes shut just in time to be doused with a fresh wave of water, but she couldn't help giggling as well, glad to be in such a safe and relaxed situation with her wife, for once. "H-hehe...hey! Jeez! I'm not complaining, Sabrith!"

"Sure sounded like you were!"

Tayelle flicked a few small drops of water back at Sabrith, still smiling brightly at the red haired catgirl. "Just recounting some of our less fortunate adventures, Sab. You know there's no one else I'd rather find myself getting into trouble with."

Sabrith felt the tiniest hints of a pink flush filling in her cheeks, and she tried to block the water from her eyes as she rolled them, always trying, at least, at first, to keep her deeper emotions from showing through too much. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were just trying to butter me up for something, Tay."

"I only speak the truth, Sabrith. The fact that it happens to be smooth and milky to you is a happy coincidence," Tayelle told her, giving a very quick wink of the eye.

Though Sabrith was used to being in more dangerous situations with Tayelle, and simply acting on her natural instincts whenever they struck, Tayelle almost always preferred a little privacy for sexual encounters. With a door that locked from the inside, and a private bathhouse that they almost certainly wouldn't be able to afford their time in, Tayelle found her own sexual goddess springing back to life, slowly but surely, and the sight of Sabrith's nude form was one that she couldn't keep her eyes off of.

"And just how long did it take you to come up with that line?" Sabrith asked, giggling quietly behind her hand and trying to keep it there to hide the soft glow of red that was spreading over her face.

"Just came to me," Tayelle whispered, as she allowed her body to slip off of the stone walls of the spring. As lazily as she could, she drifted through the water and came that much closer to Sabrith, unable to keep from admiring every curve of her lover's body. Supple, full breasts blended seamlessly into a toned, firm tummy that hinted at just how powerful Sabrith really was. Wide, curvy hips sat just beneath, wrapping around to the gentle, fair-skinned rear end of the red haired catgirl, all the way to the very base of her long, lavish tail of the same color.

She was like a masterpiece to Tayelle, painted by the gods themselves and delivered to her.

"Just like the way you're always coming to me?" Sabrith teased, allowing one of her own eyes to fall in a quick, playful wink.

As slowly as ever, Tayelle continued to drift forward, feeling a warmth spreading through her own cheeks, but even more than that, there was a heat playing upon her skin like a song of lustful fire, one so great that the natural heat of the springs could nearly be ignored for the moment, even if it gave Tayelle a confidence she didn't normally possess. "Not like I can help it when you know exactly where to touch me, how to touch me...and damn near every single thing that I like to do..."

Sticking out furthest from their bodies, a pair of breasts, floating along the surface of the water, were the first things to touch as Tayelle came to settle against her beloved. Relaxing with her legs spread, refusing to move from her bench seat, Sabrith looked up and couldn't keep from giggling at the ticklish sensation of their nipples brushing carelessly against each other. She did her best, however, to keep her eyes open and gaze up at Tayelle as she straddled her, watching the pink haired catgirl spread her thighs on either side of her hips. The water didn't make for the best medium to have full-on sex in, but it was absolutely perfect for foreplay, and perhaps Tayelle's favorite atmosphere to fool around in.

"Nnnf... hehe! What's got you so damned playful, Tay?" Sabrith asked, as she allowed her arms to settle around Tayelle's lower back. Sharp, skillful claws began to rake slowly, back and forth over the small of Tayelle's back, trying to urge her to take things that much further, and perhaps, out of the water entirely.

A series of low, rumbling purrs escaped Tayelle's lips, but she didn't allow Sabrith to escape the water just yet. "Locked doors, no windows, and no danger of a third party coming in to mess things up? How could I possibly pass up that kind of opportunity?" Tayelle pointed out, wearing a cheeky grin throughout her explanation, one that came into rather sudden contact with the playful smile upon Sabrith's lips. Rather than a long, drawn out kiss, however, Tayelle pressed a flurry of quick, darting kisses upon Sabrith's tender flesh, pushing her luck and seeing just how much the red haired catgirl could stand before she simply had to act on her instincts.

Despite the sensuality of the moment, and the mingled scents of spring water, fresh sweat, and womanly aromas that filled the air with a miasma of desires, Sabrith was doing a wonderful job of allowing Tayelle to control the pace and stay in command, something that she wasn't wont to do very often...it was a rare treat for her to be able to sit back and see what Tayelle was really capable of when she had the reins, and she was more than happy to drown in the arousing scents that flooded her nostrils as Tayelle set her skin ablaze with a series of different kisses.

"And just what is the p-pretty kitty gonna do w-with her prey?" Sabrith managed to ask, though, as she felt Tayelle's lips teasing down her cheek and across the smooth, delicate, and most of all, sensitive flesh of her neck, she couldn't help tripping over her words just a little bit. It was becoming a struggle to keep her hands on Tayelle's back, when it would be so entirely easy to slide them down into the water and start fingering herself.

Somehow, she was able to resist the taboo act, even as Tayelle drew that much closer to sinking her fangs into one of Sabrith's soft, full breasts. "Savor her..." Tayelle groaned breathlessly, as she began to rock her hips against Sabrith's body, knowing that their twin slits weren't quite touching just yet, but the very thought of that first contact, and the way their hips came closer and closer together with each low, sweeping pass had Tayelle's womanhood drooling with desire, even if the waters of the spring masked it entirely. "...Down to the very last morsel..."

The subtle resistance that Sabrith was only barely clinging to was slipping further and further out of her grasp, but she did her best to hold onto it, even as Tayelle's womanhood brushed against her pubic mound, but just barely missed contact with her pouting treasure. "Please...don't be such an evil tease, Tay...if you're gonna savor me, j-just do it already!"

"But what would be the f-fun in that?" Tayelle taunted her trapped lover, able to feel the spot where she could grind the exposed, erect nub of her clit against Sabrith's mound without actually touching anything that would pleasure her in the process. She leaned her body in closer and slumped her knees just enough for her lips to settle upon one of Sabrith's breasts, capturing the nipple right between her lips and suckling at it rather delicately to start, making sure to never give Sabrith enough sensation to reach satisfaction.

Just knowing that Tayelle's buzzing nub was grinding against her smooth, taut flesh was a turn on that Sabrith hardly needed, but her sexual frustration was reaching a boiling point as Tayelle suckled upon her breast, just as she loved her to do...but never actually gave it the kind of attention she needed to feel a spike of pleasure. There was only a slowly growing, building sensation of delight in the pits of her tummy, one that was lovely for a moment or two, but overall, not enough to please her...and Tayelle knew it. She knew exactly what she was doing, and for Sabrith, that was reason enough to deal out a serious punishment...

...Except that they were still in a locked room, with no toys in sight, no ropes to use, and only their damaged battle garb to even consider using for a sexual purpose.

Guess I'll just have to go easy on her, Sabrith thought to herself, as after what seemed to her like hours of slow, rhythmic grinding, she finally felt the pulsing flesh of Tayelle's clit press down against her own in a moment of unified pleasure that pushed her well past her breaking point.

A violent shudder splashed water up onto the smooth, trimmed tiles of stone that surrounded the springs, and at first, Tayelle could only grin with sadistic glee as she watched Sabrith struggling to keep down a moan. "G-go on, love...tell me just how a-amazing that felt for you..."

"Tell you? Nu uh," Sabrith was quick to reply, as she narrowed her eyes at Tayelle and flashed her fangs in a grin that, even in the heat of the moment, was almost scary for Tayelle. "I'm gonna show you h-how it made me feel...and show you just what your little tease did to me!"

Arms wrapped tight around Tayelle's lower back and clamped down like a vice grip around her softer, slimmer body. "Nyeeee! S-Sabrith!" Tayelle cried out, grateful that the door to their private bath was locked, with even an inkling of an idea of what was to come next. She felt a rush of cool air as Sabrith pulled her up and out of the water, pushing her out and across the smooth, stone tiles with no risk of cutting or scratching her fair skin. "S-s-so cold out h-here! Put me b-b-back in!"

Sabrith immediately pinned her lover down to the stone tiles and shook her head, feeling a bit of a chill herself, but she knew that wouldn't be a problem much longer. "I'm afraid I'm not putting you back in until I've had my way with you, my darling kitten," she explained, "But...don't worry. I've got an even better way for both of us to stay warm..."

The tables had turned so quickly that there was still an air of dominance and defiance about Tayelle, but it was fading fast, and dripping away from her body just like the stubborn sheets and droplets of water that still clung to her flesh. She looked up at Sabrith, watching with eyes that grew wider by the moment as the red haired catgirl crawled over the nude figure of her body, leaving one hand to settle on the side of her rear, while the other took a delicate, yet surprisingly firm grip of her chin, making sure that she she could look away if she wanted to, and yet, just by touch, conferring that she'd better not.

"Th-this...wasn't exactly in the plans, Sabrith..."

Giggling and biting her lower lip as more and more of their sensitive flesh came into direct contact, Sabrith mounted over her dripping wet lover and admired just how lovely she could look, even fresh out of the bath. "Does anything ever go exactly as we plan it to, Tay?"

Reaching up with a shy, shaking hand, Tayelle rested her fingertips upon Sabrith's shoulder and squeezed, as her left leg curled up to settle around Sabrith's lower back. Truly more submissive by nature, it was only the last vestiges of her faux dominance that made her move, but she was frozen after that; her body would go no further without Sabrith molding it to her whims. "I g-guess not, Sabrith...please...go easy on me?"

"Easy, hm?" Sabrith replied with a nearly sing-song tone in her voice. Tayelle knew instantly that Sabrith wasn't even remotely considering giving her an easy time, and yet, she managed to hold out hope, as she watched how slowly Sabrith lowered her hips down to come into contact with her own. A pair of pubic mounds rested against each other, and free from the water, Tayelle could see the slow, oozing trickle of her own excitement starting to spill over and mingle with Sabrith's, as a pair of labia brushed against each other as delicately as they ever could.

It was immediately followed by a harsh, sharp and sudden thrust of the hips, as Sabrith slammed her clit down against Tayelle's, grinding it fiercely against the pleasure nub of her wife and forcing her to cry out in such a great delight, it was nearly painful. "Y-you wish, Tay!"

" F-fuck! Damn it, S-Sab!" Tayelle cried out with such deep pleasure that she worried someone might actually try to break into the room and get a closer look at the show. It was no surprise that people would use the private baths of a resort for some sort of sexual activity, but it was rare that two lovers as passionate as Sabrith and Tayelle had a chance to use them...and it meant the cleaning crew would have their hands full the next day. "That's t-too much! Go easy, please!"

Sabrith could only shake her head and grin like the devil as she reared her rump back again and drove her hips forward once more, able to see streaks of excess arousal spraying from Tayelle's cunt as she did. "Not...a...fucking...chance!" she yelled back, her throat filled with low, devious rumbles as she showed the pride she took in her work, refusing to back away from her trusted technique.

She had a feeling that Tayelle would beg her to slow down, or at least go easier on her.

The thin webs of slick, natural lubrication that were already staining the stones beneath them told her that Tayelle's body wanted it even harder.

Whimpering and pouting in her helplessness, Tayelle wanted to protest at the hard, ramming technique of her lover, but while the whimpering wasn't going to pass anytime soon, her mind was quick to catch up with her body, and what was almost uncomfortable to start was quickly turning into the kind of pleasure that she so desperately wanted in the first place. "B-but...Sabrith, it's s-still...fuck me that's good... it's still so sensitive!"

"You do have quite the noisy l-little clit, don't you?" Sabrith pointed out in an obvious tease, unable to wipe the grin from her face. Her fangs sunk into her own lips to dull the myriad of sensations that ran through her own sex, trying to delay the inevitable orgasm that much longer, but Sabrith knew it was only a matter of time before she cracked if she kept up this pace. It was a double-edged sword: she could blow Tayelle's mind and send her hurtling into an orgasm that she couldn't stop, but ultimately, it would result in her own, far sooner than she would have liked.

Just as Tayelle gritted her teeth together and winced her eyes shut, able to feel the muscles within her womanhood clenching uncontrollably, she felt one more thing that she never would have expected.

It was a slow, ticklish brush along her labia, one that was the complete opposite of the fierce and dramatic pace that Sabrith started with...one that was just gentle enough to bring Tayelle right to the edge, but not quite push her over it.

"S-Sabrith...I don't...I don't get it..." she groaned quietly, feeling just a little frustration herself, as her body began to calm down once again. The pleasure never quite left her system, and her hips, desperate to find that road back to her climax, began to push up against Sabrith's body, sending the sensations back to the red haired catgirl, as if they were passing control of the moment.

In truth, Sabrith was still in total control, and with each pass of Tayelle's hips, she slowly smoothed her own against them, allowing the soaking, pouting folds of her slit to explore Tayelle's own, something that they didn't do nearly often enough for her tastes. "I don't think you learned your lesson about teasing me, Tay," Sabrith mentioned, as she felt her panting breaths come to a normal pace. At such a slow, teasing gait, she was able to speak almost entirely normally, even through a sexual encounter. "So I decided that you weren't allowed to cum just yet."

Tayelle flattened her sharp, pink ears back to her head and widened her eyes, trying to look as sad as possible at the thought. "Y-you aren't gonna let me cum, Sabrith? That's so cruel!"

"Of course I'm gonna," Sabrith admitted, "But...not until I get to tease you for every moment that you teased me."

With a gulp, Tayelle tried to push her hips back up with authority, wanting to brush her clit against Sabrith's even just one more time, but Sabrith moved her body away, only allowing the very thinnest flesh of their labia to tease and tickle against each other. "D-damn it, Sabrith...you got me so c-close! I need to cum now!"

Sabrith winked down at her trapped lover, releasing her chin and using both of her hands to keep Tayelle's lower half pinned to the stone floors. "I'll just bet that you do, love..."

"You're beyond evil, Sabrith..."

"I won't let you cum all night if you keep up that kinda talk."

Letting out an even louder whimper than before, Tayelle tried thrashing her hips up against Sabrith's powerful grip, but it was to no avail. She couldn't quite find her center of gravity against the slick, stone tiles, and while she was plenty warm again from the aggressive sex that lead up to the moment, she was shivering with the anticipation of need that came from being so close to the edge, only to be pulled back at the last moment.

It was torture for the poor, pink haired catgirl, and no matter how hard she tried to wiggle herself against her lover, Sabrith controlled the moment entirely. She brushed her sex gently against Tayelle's every few seconds, filling the echoing room with the quiet, messy sounds of their lovemaking, occasionally able to hear a slish or shlick with her own perky, sensitive ears. She knew that each touch was still bringing Tayelle that much closer to an orgasm, but as long as she spaced them out properly, the submissive one of the pair would never quite make it to cloud nine.

The building sensation of pleasure within Tayelle was perhaps the greatest she'd felt in her entire life, and yet, it wasn't quite the right one that she needed. "Sabrith, I'm begging you! F-fucking...rub my clit, please...don't make me wait anymore!"

"That's not begging, my darling," Sabrith shot back at her, licking her lips for a moment at the thought of just how wet and messy things would be when she finally allowed Tayelle to have her climax. "You can do so much better than that."

Shoving her hips up once again, in the hopes that Sabrith would have loosened her grip, Tayelle bit down on her lower lip and shuddered, coming so close to the enticing flesh of Sabrith's clit that she could almost feel the electricity between them. "I'm burning up, Sabrith...every inch of my body feels like it's on fire! It's like I'm trapped...and only you can release me!"

Sabrith leaned in a little bit closer, allowing their twin folds to brush against each other one more time. Even from that tiny and brief touch, she could see the way that Tayelle shivered; it was almost violent. "That's the point, Tay. I didn't want to make this easy on you, after all. I just wanted you to remember who was really in charge here...and I thought the best way to remind you was to let you feel that wet, slick flesh of my pussy gliiiiiiding along yours...but never quite touching your poor, sensitive little clit."

Tayelle knew that flattening her ears wouldn't do any good, but she did it anyway, as Sabrith decided to tease her, not just in the slow and calculated touches upon her sex, but with describing her every action, as if she could have forgotten it. Tayelle was often too shy to manage any kind of dirty talk herself, but when Sabrith did it to her...her snatch was liable to spill over, and already, she'd leaked so much natural, liquid desire that it was hard to tell if the puddle between her legs was from her body, or water that had spilled from the pool.

"I've...I've l-learned my lesson, Sabrith."

"Are you sure...?"

"Yes!" Tayelle cried out, as Sabrith dropped her folds harshly upon Tayelle's womanhood, allowing them to meld together in a mess of sexual heat and thin, sweet juices. "Fuck me, Sabrith...please, fuck me and f-finish my punishment!"

In truth, Sabrith could have carried the moment on for hours, if she really wanted to. She could have even kept Tayelle on edge until the morning sun came up, and perhaps, she would do that another time, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized just how badly she wanted to see the kind of mess her lover would make, and that, in fairness, this was one of the rare moments where Tayelle could get exactly what she wanted out of an evening, if she was simply allowed to climax.

Sabrith could be evil, certainly, but she wasn't that cruel.

"Just remember that you literally asked for it," Sabrith told her lover in a deep, throaty growl, preparing for what she knew would be a pair of powerful orgasms. She dug her claws deep into the sides of her lover and gripped her tight before thrashing her hips down again, leaving all restraint to the wind in the process. A wet, messy sliiiish filled the room as labia shared a kiss more intimate than any pair of higher lips ever could, and at the very peak of the kiss, finally, Tayelle received the blessed touch of Sabrith's clitoral hood upon her own, until each of the small, erect nubs stood proud against each other.

That alone might have been enough to push Tayelle to her limit, but always trying to outdo herself, Sabrith couldn't possibly stop there. She could feel her own release building up inside of her womanhood, as her inner walls fluttered around their own juices, but even as her body began to tremble, the more dominant catgirl drove her hips in and began to swirl the nub of her clit against Tayelle's, able to feel just how soaking wet her lover had become in anticipation of the moment. "T-Tay...don't you dare keep that cum from me...or I'll make you go t-twice as long next time!" Sabrith cried out at her lover, as her own body finally opened the flood gates. Slick, juicy cum poured from her cunt and mingled into the already growing river of fluids between the pair, as Sabrith threw her head back in delight and slammed her hips forward, pounding into Tayelle as if she actually had a cock to spear her lover upon. "Yeeees... I'm f-fucking cumming, Tay! I'm c-cumming!"

It might have been the rapid, harsh circles that Sabrith's clit moved around her own in, causing the most delightful of frictions between their bodies.

It might have been the rush of fresh, heated fluids that came after, a clear sign that her lover had blessed her with her own cum.

It might have been the cry of ecstasy that announced all of it, that Tayelle was so very fond of.

Whatever it was, perhaps all three, it was too much for Tayelle, who clung helplessly to Sabrith's back, digging her claws in as deeply as she could and wrapping her legs around Sabrith's hips as her whole body shuddered harshly. "B-by the gods! Sabrith! Sabrith!" Tayelle screamed her lover's name and nearly went limp with pleasure as she felt the soaking rush of cum flooding over her womanhood, and in kind, her body returned the favor, as a more violent, bursting spray erupted from her sex. Juicy, squirting cum sprayed all over the inside of Sabrith's thighs and the valley of her sex as Tayelle finally reached the climax she'd been denied for so long, leaving the pair a sticky mess, and leaving their bodies soaking all over again, now that they'd finally dried off from the pool. "I'm s-squirting, Sabrith! I c-can't...can't fucking help it! Yes! YES!"

Desperate, eager panting and a chorus of moans filled the otherwise empty room with a song of pleasure and desire, echoing with such a powerful sound that the adjacent baths, despite their thick, stone walls, were given a full earshot of the kind of passion that Sabrith and Tayelle felt for each other. The very last sticky, lewd sounds of their bodies coming together were drowned out by a final, squealing moan from Tayelle, who, despite her best efforts, couldn't hold onto Sabrith any longer. Claw marks ran down the back of the red haired catgirl, almost mimicking the bright, exotic stripes of amethyst that decorated her hips, and shamelessly, Tayelle fell back against the stone tiles into a puddle of her own spilled mess, panting and heaving so rapidly that her breasts bounced against her form as she rested.

"Le-lesson...lesson learned, Tayelle?" Sabrith asked, able to feel just how deeply the claws of her lover dug into her flesh, and yet, there wasn't a pain, but an exhilarating thrill that ran through her body at the thought of being marked in such a way.

Tayelle could faintly speak, in the aftermath. She nodded weakly, looking up at Sabrith through squinted eyes that didn't want to open whatsoever.

"Good girl...in t-that case...get back in the bath."

"W-what...? You can't be...be serious, Sabrith!"

It was with more than a hint of regret that Sabrith finally pulled her body up and away from Tayelle's. She was dripping sweat in slow, running beads, and the webs of womanly desire between their legs were completely mingled, to the point that even as she backed away from her wife, Sabrith was still connected to her, even if only by thin strands of natural juices. "I'm entirely serious, Tay. After all...you weren't done enjoying your morsel, were you?"

"Morsel?" Tayelle asked, finally starting to catch her breath, though her mind wasn't quite caught up with what had been going on before. "You...you still want to do that?"

"Of course I do!" Sabrith exclaimed, as she offered a hand to Tayelle. "You were just taking a little bit too long to get the appetizer started, so I skipped straight ahead to dinner...I hope you don't mind going right on to dessert?"

Sleeping as such a sticky mess didn't entirely appeal to Tayelle, and now that she wasn't pressed up close to Sabrith, she was cooling off rather quickly. At the mention of anything sweet, especially dessert, however, she perked right up and took Sabrith's hand...only to run right into the spring, tugging her wife with her. "T-Tayelle! Waitaminutewaitamin-

SPLASH! Waves of water cascaded all over the stone floors of the private bath, making quite a fine mess of the place. Sabrith narrowed her eyes at her lover all over again as Tayelle grinned slyly back at her, and before Sabrith could try and start another punishment, Tayelle was upon her once again, straddling her into the underwater bench seat.

"Oh, no you don't!" Tayelle kept Sabrith pinned the moment that she saw her beloved trying to wiggle out of the seat. She lowered her hips down and grinned, exposing her fangs and looking up Sabrith as if she really were nothing more than a morsel to be savored. "You got to be on top at dinner...you're my little kitten for dessert."

A long, slick tongue brushed along Sabrith's cheek, and just at the thought of Tayelle truly taking the reins, she could feel a familiar, creamy warmth stirring between her legs once more. "Do I get to be the cherry on top of your sundae, instead...?"

Tayelle pondered the thought for only the quickest of moments, as she licked her lips from the sound of the tasty treat.

"Only if you don't mind me eating you up..."