9 - Exhausted and in need of a bath

After everything that had happened since pulling out Levantine, Merle sat slumped on her throne, her eyebrows slant together in a V-shape. As a formerly delicate girl and a social recluse as well, she just wasn’t used to this much exertion.

“Are you tired, Your Majesty?” Succubus asked.

“Yes,” Merle replied. “I feel like I’ve been working straight for a year. This is the first time I’ve exerted myself in a long while so I don’t want to move anymore today.”

“Understood,” Succubus said. “In that case, you should probably turn in for the day and resume our conquest tomorrow.”

“I can do that?” Merle asked.

She examined her hair, now stiff, hard, and covered in dust, probably from all the flying. She tried to comb it with her hand, her palm got dirty immediately. She sighed, this was the first time her hair had ever been this severely damaged.

“Hey, Succubus, is there a bath here?” Merle asked.

“Do you want a hot spring bath?!” Succubus asked, her eyes shining. “Leave it to me, we have such a facility taking advantage of the crater’s vents. I’ll have it ready soon!”

Succubus runs off, her large breasts bouncing vigorously. Merle looks down and puts a hand on her chest: a mostly flat expanse with a slight bulge if you felt around, that wouldn’t move as Succubus’ did.

“Your Majesty!” Succubus cried as she returned. “Your bath is ready! I’ll wash your back!”

“That was fast!” Merle said as she got up. “Al-right, it’s bath time!”

They headed down into the basement where it was located, Merle quickly stripped naked and jumped into a bath that far more than one person needed. “Aaah, I’m already feeling healed,” she sighed as she sank up to her shoulders then inhaled the slight, sulfuric scent. “It’s a hot spring, too. And it smells different.”

“Your Majesty! I’m coming in as well!” Succubus cried as she ran in, naked. Without her clothes, her chest bounces with wild abandon. She doesn’t seem to notice Merle’s pointed gaze on them as she sinks into the water beside her, then sighs happily.

“It’s so nice to have a big bath like this as the Demon King,” Merle said as she gazed out at the water, enough space for two people to swim. “Is there anything more luxurious than this?” she thought as she leaned back and chuckled.

“This is nothing!” Succubus said as she stood up and clenched her fists. “In time, all the baths in the world will belong to Her Majesty!” she said, spreading her arms as wide as her ambitions.

Once more, Merle’s eyes were focused on Succubus’ bouncing, watermelon-sized breasts. “She’s got such large boobs. And I’ve only got a cutting board, I’m jealous…” she thought as she sank her face half into the water, began to blow bubbles as she stared.

“Your Majesty… where are you looking?” Succubus asks as she finally notices Merle’s gaze. She blushes and covers her breasts with her hands, but most of them inevitably spill out.

“It’s alright since we’re both women,” Merle said. “Show me a little more.”

“… Well, if that’s what Her Majesty wants,” Succubus said as she took her hands away, revealing large, perfectly-shaped breasts with pink nipples. She quickly turned her head to the side, face growing ever redder.

“They’re so large and beautiful, I’m so jealous,” Merle said as she reached out and touched them. They spilled out of her hands, felt so warm and soft as she started rubbing them with her fingers.

“Mmm… Your Majesty… no, don’t…” Succubus moaned.

“They’re so pillowy despite being so firmly-shaped,” Merle said. “What wonderful breasts.”

Succubus chokes as Merle feels up her breasts, her face so hot it’s almost boiling. She moans and squeals, squirming and twisting but not pulling away from Merle’s hands. Merle just thought her noises made this more and more fun.

“How do you have such an excellent body, Succubus?” Merle asked. “Is it because of what you eat? Or is it because you’re a sex demon?”

“Because I’m… mmnn… a sex demon,” Succubus replied. “That’s why… ooh.. my body is designed to… haa… seduce others.”

Merle finally noticed how red her face was and let go; both women or not, anymore and it seemed she would cross a line.

Succubus stares at Merle, holding her forefinger with her free hand.

“I’m all warmed up, so let’s get out of the bath!” Merle said as she stood up.

“Eh?!” Succubus asked. “Do we have to?! You may touch me some more, you know!?”

“I think I’m close to overheating,” Merle said. “I’m going to turn in for the night.”

Succubus watched Merle climb out with a troubled expression. She bit her fingers as she felt a painful fire burning inside her.