Camillia smirks and drops Tik Tik, letting her splash back in the bath water. “Very well, but I have places to be… and a bite mark to try and mask,” Camillia says this, climbing out of the pool, leaving Tik Tik to float along the water, snickering as she watches the woman go.
Ayda finds herself washed away by the sudden slushing of water, floating without control in the bath until she bumps the back of her head against something soft and firm. She reaches back to push away from it, her hands squeezing on something soft, warm, and perky.
The wolpertinger blinks and spins around, only to get herself a face full of boobage from the adventurer who had been boisterously laughing at something or another just a minute ago.
Now, she looks down at the wolpertinger with a scowling, sharp-toothed growl.
“Hey, ya runt. Yer pretty grabby, ain’t ya?”
Ayda squeaks and pulls back, tippytoeing through the water and holding onto her wrist. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know that was your boobie. I-it’s a v-very nice one, bu-but I didn’t mean to grab it out of n-nowhere like that.”
The adventurer stands up, the water running down her body and traveling down the canals of her muscles as she stares down at the small leporine creature.
A pair of scaled, clawed hands hold Ayda’s shoulder, followed by a long heart-shaped snout peering from her shoulder. “Something wrong, miss?” Tik Tik asks.
“That rabbit girl shouldn’t be startin’ no trouble,” the woman says, cracking her knuckles.
“Of course, no!” Tik Tik says, gasping. She wraps her arms around Ayda, just under her breasts, and pulls the wolpertinger up against her. “Tik Tik take responsibility. It Tik Tik bite made Camillia leave bath. Have problem, it with Tik Tik. But Tik Tik want no problem with sexy lady. So, what can Tik Tik do make feel better?”
The adventurer glances between Ayda and between Tik Tik. She slips back down into the water, and she smirks. “Well, I’m sure we can figure something out,” she says, stroking her chin. “Tik Tik famous wizard, after all, and you strong adventurer type, ye?”
The woman snorts, tilting her head. ‘I’m listening.”
—-
Camillia leaves the comforts of the baths with alacrity, snatching up the towel with an enchanted flourish and wrapping it around herself. Once in the changing room, however, she stands in front of the mirror, taking a deep breath.
With a growing frown, she holds the towel together in one hand and rubs at her shoulder with another, massaging her still too-tight muscles. As she does, her side glows with the warmth of Tik Tik’s playful hickey, a mark that thrums with a possessiveness that spreads through her entire being.
When she turns her gaze back up to her eyes, she freezes, a chill rushing down through her that removes all the warmth the bath has provided. She sees the hooded form watching her through the mirror with those intense yellow eyes.
“M… Mistress!?”
Jun steps forward, her hands behind her back, stern to her expression. “I’ve been waiting for you, Camillia,” she speaks, unmoving, her tails set and spread, increasing her presence in the room.
Camillia’s heart thumps as she spins around to face her mistress now. “I… I’m sorry, M-Mistress. I lost track of time, and I–”
Bare fingers in long gloves brush over Camillia’s cheek as the kitsune steps up to her, tilting her head slightly. “If I had known you would take this long, I would have joi- what?”
Camillia’s breath comes in stuttering and halted breaths, latching on to every word before Jun suddenly stops, squeezing her cheeks. With her lips puckered, she lets out a confused grunt, glancing over towards the bath entrance.
“H… how did you get her t-to agree to that?” The voice, and the figure it belongs to, are Ayda’s. Tik Tik follows her not far behind, shrugging.
“Tik Tik just know how get to people, and get people’s contact,” She says, snickering, rubbing her hands together.
Watching through the mirror, Jun pulls her hand free from her servant and stands with one hand behind her back and another outstretched, palm up. “Excuses will not sate my desire, pet. Come, let us walk back.”
Camillia blinks a moment, glancing at the newcomers and then at her mistress. She frowns and begins, “Ah, but my….”
“You can get dressed in clean clothes,” Jun smirks. “The clothes I have set aside for you at home.”
Camillia bites her lip, gripping that towel and bringing her knees together. “M… may I have some shoes, at least?”
Jun watches the two other travelers from the corner of her eye and then returns her gaze to her dainty-footed servant. “You may.”
Camellia bows her head, sighing out. “Thank you very much, my mistress.” And so, she turns and grabs her footwear, silently slipping them on.
“Nice command,” Tik Tik says, tossing her towel aside. She faces away from the kitsune as she slips her pants on. “Too bad Jun came late. We had fun and made new friends.”
Jun averts her gaze, coughing into her hand. “Yes, I have important things to attend to and clients to do.” She grabs Camillia by the arm, and she tugs the woman away.
Camillia yelps, stumbling in her half-on shoes, but she practically has hearts in her eyes as she’s dragged away.
Tik Tik drapes her shirt over her shoulder, stroking under her chin as she watches them leave.
“Something w-wrong?” Ayda asks, slipping her dirty traveler dress over her head.
“Nah,” Tik Tik says, shrugging. “Tik Tik has new friend who has inn we stay at!”