Chapter 79: Repeat Offender*

The bathhouse was empty.

Sighing with relief, I undressed, separated my clothes into a reasonable, splash-free place, and went into the water.

[Holy fuck, I needed this.] I blinked. [I mean, despite having made zero progress today.]

Right. I hadn’t gotten Dawnlight into my dear heroine’s graceful hands. Which meant the metaphorical completion bar for this field trip was still closer to zero than one hundred.

[Shit. Somehow, I’ll have to convince Lily to come back with me to the mountain. She might actually take a page from Serena’s book and strangle me if I do, though.]

I sank into the water, until I was submerged from the mouth down.

For a while, I stayed there, simmering. Then, those words replayed in my head.

[... She was going to say "love." I lov-. That’s how that word starts.] I blew bubbles in the water. [No! She was going to say something else, surely. "I love how she sings." Or, "I love that about her." Lily says things like that... on occasion. Lily says "I love this soup!" She tripped over a sentence in the middle of yelling at her ex, that’s all, and I’m not going to make a whole thing out of one syllable.]

Besides, Lily’s love life was already booked.

Sure, the plot points... hadn’t gone my way. And sure, this version of Lily apparently liked women enough to suck face with Serena, of all people. But, by god, the show had to go on! If Aldric and Cassian weren’t at least somewhere in the vicinity when the Calamity Queen did her whole end-of-the-world thing, the world would actually end!

And me? I was just an extra. There’s no space on this romance chart for an extra.

[So... That’s settled! It doesn’t matter if Lily’s cute, and adorable, and elegant, and kind, and nice, and has that little gap between her front teeth, and smells like laundry soap, and does the thing where she tucks her hair behind her ear cutely, and has a waist I could get both hands around, and hips I could get both hands on, and-]

I slapped the water.

[SHE’S SPOKEN FOR! BY THE PLOT! Case closed! Court adjourned!]

I sat up and pushed my hair back.

Right then, the door slid open.

Suddenly, Odette was standing in the doorway, wrapped in a towel, with a book under her arm. Her glasses were already fogging up.

"Oh," she said. "You’re here."

"Yeah, I’m hiding." I patted the water next to me. "Get in here, the water’s great. And, hey, where were you last night? I came down at the ninth bell like a good girl, and all I got for it was Serena Frostfall threatening to hold my head underwater."

She hung up the towel and stepped in, holding the book up out of the water.

"Frostfall came in ahead of me. I... I analyzed the situation and decided she probably didn’t want me in the same bath as her. So, then, I went back to my room."

She sat down next to me, so, naturally, I threw an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in. She went stiff for a second, then relaxed.

"So, the schedule’s just a schedule," I said. "Not an invitation."

"That’s correct."

"And yet, here we are."

"... I’m going to read now."

She did not. Well, she tried. She held the book at reading distance and turned a page every so often, but her eyes kept dropping. Page, wall, page, wall, then down and to the left for half a second, then straight back up to the page while her ears went a little pinker.

[Oh, she’s dying! She’s so bad at this!]

I let her get away with it three more times, purely out of the goodness of my heart. By the fourth, her glasses were fogged solid.

"Odette, sweetie. You can touch ’em if you want."

She turned a page.

"I-I have no idea what you’re referring to."

"Sure you don’t~" I sat up straighter and gave my chest a bounce. "Come on. I’m pretty proud of these puppies! Everyone else on this trip has had a look."

"I’m reading."

"Oh, yeah? What’s it about?"

Silence.

Odette looked at the book. Then, very carefully, she closed it, set it on the edge of the bath, and turned to face me.

"Okay," she said. "J-Just a little!"

She put one hand flat on my left tit. That was it. It just sat there.

"Hm," she said.

"Hm?"

"They’re heavier than they look." Her fingers moved. "Denser, too. I assumed there’d be more give, but there’s a good deal of..." She squeezed. "... structure."

"Appreciate the play-by-play."

"Leave me alone, it’s how I think!" Her other hand came up, and now she had one on each, staring at her own hands the entire time. "Warm, too... And..." She squeezed again, and my nipples went hard against her palms. "It... feels nice."

[Oh, she’s gone. She’s completely gone.]

"Keep that up and we’re gonna be here a while, ya know?"

She swallowed. She didn’t move her hands.

"... I wouldn’t complain."

So, I grabbed her.

One hand on the back of her head, and I kissed her. Her glasses hit my cheekbone, so I took them off, dropped them next to the book, and kissed her again with nothing in the way. Her lips were soft. She had no idea where to put her tongue, so I showed her. After a few seconds, she got it, and she pushed back.

Her hands hadn’t left my chest, by the way. If anything, they’d gotten more interested.

I pulled her closer. I ran a hand down her side, over her hip, she shifted until my thigh was between her legs.

"This is..." She pulled back an inch, blinking, eyes unfocused without the glasses. "This is not on the schedule."

"So add it."

"I don’t have a pen."

I laughed, bit her neck, and she gasped and dug her nails into my tits. I was hard under the water. She had to have felt it against her stomach by now, but she didn’t say a word about it, so neither did I. Instead, I leaned back against the wall of the bath and pulled her with me, up and over, until she was straddling my lap.

She looked down between us. I reached down and lined myself up.

[Finally something nice happens today!]

I didn’t push. I just held it there and let her decide, and after a second, she sank down onto it, an inch at a time, with her eyes shut and her mouth open. She was tight, she was hot, and the water made everything slippery in a way that didn’t help her at all, so it took a while. Halfway down, she stopped to breathe.

"It’s a lot," she said.

"I get that a lot~"

She got the rest of the way down. Then, she just sat there on my lap with her forehead against mine and her fingers digging into my shoulders. I could feel her heartbeat through her whole body. Mine wasn’t doing much better.

Then, she moved.

The first few were careful, tiny rolls of her hips, and she watched my face the whole time like she was making sure she was doing it right. Then she found the angle she liked, and the notes stopped. Her hands went to my tits and stayed there. She rose up until I almost slipped out and dropped back down. The water slapped up between us and over the edge of the bath. She did it again, faster.

[Oh, she’s a natural. She’s a natural! Hold on, hold on, hold on-]

I grabbed her hips to slow her down, and she slapped my hand away.

"No," she said. "I’ve got it."

"You’ve got it?"

"I’ve read about it."

She gasped and bounced harder to get it back. Her glasses were gone, her hair was stuck to her face, and she was making noises she’d obviously never made before. One for every drop. I put my mouth on her neck and my thumb on her clit, and the noises went up half an octave.

"D-Don’t! Wait! I’m going to..."

"Then do it."

"I don’t w-want to yet!"

[Two minutes ago she didn’t want to touch them. Look at her now!]

She was close. She’d gone tight and shaky, she wasn’t bouncing anymore so much as grinding, and I was right there with her. The water was going everywhere.

The door slid open.

Serena stood there in a robe with a towel over her arm. She looked at me. She looked at Odette, who was mid-bounce with her tits out of the water and her mouth open.

Then, she turned around and walked right back out. The door slid shut, and her footsteps went off down the hall.

Odette froze on top of me.

I let out a long sigh, head on Odette’s chest.

[Goddammit.]

Odette looked at the door for a moment. Then, she looked down at me.

"Was that... going to be a problem?" she asked.

"Later. Don’t stop."