"Haaaa...this is an excellent bath..." sighed Carla, swaying her butt from side to side with her arms crossed on the smooth, towel-covered lip of a porcelain slipper bath. It was designed so that the water came up to an average-sized person's chest while sitting on a lip 40cm from the rubber-lined base, so she was able to stand with her legs fully extended and the majority of her butt and tail above the water line.
"Should I install one in your and Wendy's room...?" asked Vahn, his gaze fixed on Carla's backside, slightly swollen vulva, and the tuft of white hair peeking out from between her thigh gap. The last time he had seen her human form naked, she was completely bare. Now, ostensibly to reinforce her status as a mature woman, she had thick, well-groomed, downy-soft pubes that matched the coloration of her hair.
"Only if you're prepared to install one for everyone..." answered Carla, flipping over to stare at Vahn with her arms along the tub's rounded lip as she adopted a narrow-eyed smile and added, "If you begin giving gifts to those you're intimate with, others could view it as an incentive to be more proactive. Being able to be here with you is more than sufficient as far as special treatment is concerned..."
"You've always had a pragmatic way of looking at things," remarked Vahn, nodding approvingly as he allowed his eyes to scan Carla's body. She had a very petite build, but at 148cm tall, she was eight centimeters taller than Tatsumaki, with a physique reminiscent of a figure skater. Her breasts and butt weren't the biggest, but she had refined curves and toned abdominal muscles that formed a tantalizing line down the center of her body.
"Like what you see~?" asked Carla, deliberately tightening her abs to give herself the faint outline of a six-pack. Her human form was ultimately the result of Magic, but she had spent her time in the training room following an exercise routine provided by Erza. Thus, she felt qualified to take pride in her physique.
"You've worked hard, and it shows..." affirmed Vahn, his calm smile but intense stare causing the fluttery feeling in the pit of Carla's stomach to rise until it swarmed around her heart. She had never doubted that Vahn would accept her, but now that he had, she found herself suppressing the urge to squeal, bounce around, and stamp her feet excitedly. Instead, she did her best to appear calm and composed as she poked the tip of her tail out of the water and teased, "As Dragon God, you shouldn't be so quick to compliment others. It undermines the weight of your words..."
"Perhaps..." conceded Vahn, shifting forward and sliding his hands along the tub's rim until they were wrapped around Carla's body with his head just above her breasts. Then, as she watched him with practically glowing cheeks and a heart that threatened to burst from her chest, he proceeded to pepper her body with kisses, starting from her clavicle and working his way down.
"My words weren't intended to be a provocation, but if you can't contain yourself..." muttered Carla, her words trailing and her lower jaw quivering as Vahn's kisses sent shivers through her body, causing her to develop a layer of goosebumps and her nipples to harden as she instinctively leaned her head back. She had thought that Vahn had pushed himself to release his energy-rich semen directly into her womb no less than four times, but she was quickly learning that the rumors concerning his bottomless libido weren't an exaggeration—they were intended to be cautionary...
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Ding!
'Mmn...I was wondering when she would message me...' thought Vahn, in the midst of preparing a cup of smoky black tea with cream and cubes of sugar when Bonney sent him a priority message. Carla hadn't returned to Utopia before nightfall. Instead, she lay sprawled atop his bed behind him with her legs splayed, her knees bent, her tail periodically curling, and her eyes unfocused as she absentmindedly traced her abdomen with the tips of her fingers.
[Is Carla with you?] read Bonney's message, uncharacteristically curt in a way that made it clear she wasn't happy.
[She is] confirmed Vahn, leading to a lengthy silence that allowed him to ferry the tea to the bed. There, he faintly called out Carla's name, causing her to briefly look around in a daze before meeting his gaze and adopting a lazy, enraptured smile.
Interrupting Vahn as he was helping Carla sit up and drink the revitalizing tea, Bonney surprised him quite a bit by remarking [Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later] before following up by unabashedly asking [What was it like? She didn't turn into a cat halfway through, did she? That would be pretty traumatic for both of you.]
Shaking his head, Vahn answered [I'm sure she'll provide whatever details she's comfortable with later. For now, you should rest. I'm just about to do the same.]
[Message could not be sent.]
[Oi, what the hell? Why can't I send you a photo?] asked Bonney, causing Vahn to close his eyes and exhale faintly in exasperation. As a precaution, he had Sis implement an indecency filter that applied to everyone utilizing the Chat Function. Bonney could send him photos. But if Sis or the proxy she assigned to monitor underage users of the network determined that an image or message was inappropriate, it would fail to send. In the case it was solicited, the solicitor would be flagged, investigated, and possibly have their status as an Ascendee revoked.
Following the warning message that had appeared on her screen, Bonney complained [Give me a break. It's not like I was naked, flashing my tits, or spreading myself. It was just a photo of me in my pajamas. This System is a prude.]
[Good night, Bonney] responded Vahn, exhaling a faint sigh as he cupped Carla's right cheek and gave her a tender, lingering kiss. Bonney defiantly tried sending several additional photos, but only one got through—a selfie of her looking annoyed with a pillow shoved under her oversized white t-shirt. The System had likely flagged the previous pictures due to her not wearing a bra or pants, but that was impossible to make out with the final selfie.
[This is beyond ridiculous] said Bonney, catching Vahn's attention as she added [Don't be surprised when I show up tomorrow wearing a crop top or bikini. You can't censor reality.]
Though he was tempted to argue that he could, Vahn responded with a curt [I'll see you tomorrow, Bonney] before closing the interface. Carla had followed their kiss by hunching over his lap and proceeding to give him a blowjob, so while he was originally planning to call it a night, Vahn slipped his right hand past her swaying tail, caressed her butt, and began fingering her in preparation for round seventeen of twenty-three...
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"Time to wake up, sleepy head..." purred Carla, punctuating her words by giving Vahn a deep, tongue-entangling kiss. The latter was a little caught off guard, but as it was far from his first time being awoken in such a way, he readily reciprocated and turned onto his side to caress her bottom and draw her closer.
"I'm already yours. No need to be so eager..." sighed Carla, nestling her face into Vahn's neck and hooking her foot around his leg to reduce the distance between them even further. In response, Vahn turned onto his back, guiding her to straddle him and allowing him to fondle her butt with both hands as he teased, "Kuroka was right...my affinity for cats seems to be growing rather than waning..."
"Unfortunately, I really should be going..." contended Carla, raising her butt and positioning Vahn's cock to be under her before sitting down and grinding against it as she added, "Daily training is important, and if I skip even one session for personal reasons, it provides leeway for others to do the same..."
Though it wasn't necessary, Vahn looked to his right, where an ornate wall clock had been hung. The time displayed was 4:37 AM, and since she was clean with her hair styled and a crimson-bottomed gym uniform adorning her body, Carla couldn't have rested more than three hours before waking and completing her morning routine.
"But I suppose it would be cruel of me to leave immediately after waking you..." hummed Carla, pulling aside her elastic buruma and panties before guiding Vahn's cock to her pussy. The thought of him agonizing over them not having more time amused and gratified her in equal measure, so while it probably wasn't the wisest idea to show up to her morning workout with his semen warming her belly, she couldn't resist.
"Haaaa...I thought I had lost my senses and dreamed last night, but your penis feels just as pleasurable now as it did then..." sighed Carla, meeting Vahn's gaze with narrowed, shimmering eyes and an appreciative, cat-like smile.
"And your boldness is matched only by your intelligence and beauty..." remarked Vahn, bending his knees to support Carla's bottom as she bit her bottom lip and leaned back, treating his thighs like an incline as she slid up and down his cock. She couldn't accommodate all of him at first, but as her arousal increased, they drew closer and closer to being flush.
"Is it alright if I drop by this evening?" asked Carla, her face flushing and her breathing becoming labored, but her voice calm as she contended, "I know I can't be too demanding, but now that I have a better idea of what to expect, I believe I can better meet your expectations..."
"Do you mind if we have company...?" asked Vahn, positioning his hands under Carla's knees and pushing her legs up, prompting her to embrace them as she sensually responded, "I would be lying if I said I didn't have reservations, but I've understood from the beginning that I couldn't have you to myself..."
"Then, for your comfort, how about we invite Millianna or someone from your Guild to join us...?" proposed Vahn, controlling the rising and falling of Carla's body by pushing against her soft but resilient bottom.
"Mmn...it will admittedly be awkward to engage in such lasciviousness with people I know, but I will do what I can to get along with whomever you choose..." responded Carla, parting her legs and drawing her knees nearly to her shoulders to get a better look at where she and Vahn were connected. It seemed to defy reason that she was able to accommodate something so thick and unyielding, but instead of feeling like her insides were being gouged, the scraping of his glans against her spasming inner walls made her body tremble with pleasure.
"When does your group typically start their morning exercises...?" asked Vahn, freeing Carla from her pleasure-induced trance.
"Five thirty, when the sky begins to illuminate on the horizon..." answered Carla, raising her gaze to meet Vahn's playful smile. What happened next caused her heart to race and her insides to clamp like a vice as he stated, "That gives us three hours to get further acquainted and an hour to ready you for your departure..."
Though it was subtle, Carla immediately perceived a shift in the room's atmosphere as Vahn telepathically turned the dial in his room to compress the flow of time six-fold. He was supposed to use it only when performing his morning routine or when he and his partners for the evening required a few extra hours of rest, but since it was the continuation of his and Carla's first time, he decided to make an exception.
Noticing the clock on the wall and the one in her heads-up display ticking markedly slower, Carla couldn't help leaning her head back and exhaling a throaty, intermittent laugh. She had heard of Vahn slowing time to ensure his partners left satisfied, but being on the receiving end—any doubts she had about choosing him evaporated into thin air. He might never love only her, but during the moments they shared, she had no doubt he would love her thoroughly...
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