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  1. #191
    Surprise, surprise. Jason thought Nerys had good ideas within her head. She didn't think her own ideas were bad, but to have a man like Jason agree to such a statement made her happy. No longer the strangely slavish seeking of approval which came with Kolin's oath, she took solace in the fact that she managed to provide entertainment that suited both of their desires in such moments. The gentle tap of her forehead when he spoke made the ashen haired woman feel warm inside... how interesting. She figured such feelings would have disappeared but... she did enjoy praise a bit in general. And apparently there was more to come as Jason stated that such things got him excited and as such he didn't have much else worth thinking about. "Oh? Well, I guess I am gonna have to make sure I don't disappoint then~ I guess directness was one of the things missing in my life," she said with contemplation.

    Soon after, she stated her ideas in the open-ended way she intended to tease the man, they were on their way. Nerys began walking first seemingly pleased that her idea had been accepted, even so she couldn't help the little pep in her step as she imagined the end of her idea here and all that would come with it. Besides that who could actually say no to the proper relaxation of a warm bath? Not, Nerys. Being a girl had given her a taste for leisurely tub soaks and certain other activities which could be taken care of in bathtubs. "Aye, Captain♥!~ You won't regret it!~" The mage mused. Once within the bed chamber she headed over to the bath and began filling the tub. It was quite large and filled with warm water. Not hot enough to boil, but just warm enough to ease the muscles. Though admittedly as a girl, Nerys could withstand temperatures much hotter than that... she knew for a fact that men didn't enjoy the boiling temperatures that women seemed to favor. While the water filled up she pulled from her robes several bottles of oil. They smelled of sugar, plums and gentle spices and when added to the water seemed to move across the top aimlessly. Ah this would be fun. A small hook on the wall would soon house the hat the mage wore on her head, and the eye upon it would close without it being on her head. She lined up a few of the bottles across the edge of the tub, in case she needed more later. And took a few nice views in from around the large black granite bath... it contrasted well with her skin and lead her to strange imaginings as she watched the water flow. If she caught the eye of Jason while she sat here, she'd begin to slowly strip out of her clothing, piece by piece removing articles of clothing that would get in the way of their shared bath.

  2. #192
    The claim that she would avoid disappointing, was entirely unnecessary. With all he'd seen of this one, an underwhelming idea or two wouldn't even be much of an issue. Perhaps she would eventually present something he found familiar, or even lackluster... but he imagined that day would be in the distant future. Following closely behind, the Argonaut found himself by the bathtub interestingly placed in his cabin. He had noticed it before, but never gave it proper consideration as yet another sexual tool by design. What was that strange liquid she was pouring into it? Some sort of soap, perhaps? It smelled like a soap. Whatever; it was pointless for Jason to question the additions Nerys made to an ordinary bath, which obviously wasn't going to be ordinary at all by the time they entered. Besides not needing to concern himself with such things, his mental capacity was reached as his eyes traversed the disrobing sorceress' body. She was quite slow about it yet again, but she obviously knew he was watching.

    Since they were to be entering the bath this time, Jason took the opportunity to actually discard his own clothing fully. He'd yet to do so thus far, tending to settle for simple exposure of his groin. As if to tease, he let his musculature be accentuated by his every movement while pulling down segments of armor, as well his gloves, belt, and that strange leotard-like garb he wore. Piece by piece he did this, never sparing a flex here and a stretch there. All the while, he made sure he never obstructed his own view of Nerys. "Teasing again? You're a sadist," he said, seeming to have lost the irony of his own clause.

  3. #193
    The bath was indeed far from ordinary. The added oils would not only smell nice, but also give the water a certain amount of softness against the skin. Added to that its additional properties and the entire thing would be slicker than normal water could be. This would led in turn to two bodies sliding against each other, with less friction and the resistance of normal skin replaced by slicker quicker movements. Ah, she really couldn't wait, baby oil wrestling was one of her favored things to watch before. This bath would be a bit like that, only more sensual less outright violent and likely with a lot less indirect touching than normal. Speaking of touching...

    While Nerys undressed, she found herself watching the disrobing of Jason. She'd not seen him naked properly before this point and to be honest he was quite the specimen. Well muscled and all. Nerys had never really considered what kind of physical form she would have found attractive on a man, but Jason was definitely setting the bar rather high with the flexes of those muscles. Oh... that made her wonder what kind of strength he had... could he lift her? Would he enjoy that sort of thing? Would she enjoy that sort of thing? Her face flushed in the moment, she absolutely knew she was staring. What was more that absent teasing of hers, had become teasing movements of her hands. Squeezing an exposed breast for a second longer than necessary. Her other hand seeming to slip for a moment between those creamy thighs of hers, all of her in perfect view. She did mention she enjoyed watching and being watched, but Jason was talking to her... calling her a sadist for teasing. "Me!? A sadist? Only if you say so, Captain. Poor little me is too busy being distracted by those muscles you keep flexing to enjoy teasing you~" she mused. Upon reaching the proper amount of nudity she slipped in her legs into the tub turning the water off and did a little stretch showing off the entirety of her back and the promising curve of her backside as she reached into the water as if testing the rest of the temperature, a devious little smirk on her face. "Please Captain... join me? I want to get to know what that glorious looking body feels like against mine!~" she begged his attention ever so sweetly. Not in a manner which demeaned herself, but instead in a way which stroked his ego instead.

  4. #194
    Jason was privy to the additional movements being made by Nerys while they both disrobed. With his eyes so intently scanning her body, there was much trailing between all the squeezing and slipping that occurred. He had come to the cabin flaccid, fresh after ejaculating into the mouth of Kolin. Did this make much difference? No; it was almost as if none of that happened as his member pulsed its way to a rather firm erection. This became more accurately described as intense throbbing as Nerys moved to cease the tub's waterflow; she succeeded in teasing him so effectively that one could believe that had been her sole duty. The arch to Nerys' back and plumpness of her rear, in combination, would give him nothing short of a strong desire.

    It was quite interesting as well, that she would comment on his physique as if she found it appealing. Only a few days ago, she accepted bedding due to the pull of Kolin's oath─ she was even quite clear that there would be no interest otherwise. Now, however, there was an entirely different story being weaved. There was also the matter of the way she begged his approach. The wording was just slightly different compared to the norm, somehow making it seem like an invitation to something deeply desired by the host. "Oh, you'll know," he said cheekily while stepping into the tub as well. En route to seating himself within, Jason was already indulging by means of his hand reaching out to squeeze the mage's rump. It was a brief yet firm effort, brought to an end with a quick slap against that thing which aroused him mere moments ago.

  5. #195
    Nerys' eyes wandered about Jason's body. Perhaps, she'd always been a bit too hasty about discounting the male form. Well, when she was one, she wasn't really interested in them, but right just now... Jason had a body full of muscles which flexed and moved fairly gracefully. Hm, perhaps she liked watching a bit more than she thought, or maybe it didn't matter so much what she was watching as liking the view? Whatever the case, her begging resulted in his movements, though not without a distraction in the meantime. The distraction she spoke of, the man grabbing her rear after being bent over the tub turning off the water. Well, he did say he liked both tits and asses. This was accompanied by a firm slap of her rear, "Woo, tehetehetehe!♥~" Oh, she giggled in response to that lightly stinging sensation. Well, it wasn't really pain... "Oh? Promise?!♥~" Nerys seemed a bit excited, yeah, being a woman had given her a strange amount of interest in current events. No matter, this interest seemed more helpful than harmful.

    Whenever he settled into the tub properly, she'd slip in front of him, the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest as her well oiled fingers slipped over his muscles. She teased him this way as she familiarized herself with all of his person. Specifically though, no motion she took was outright sexual, instead she simply explored the entirety of his body enjoying the contrast of his hardness against her softness. Any knots or tensions found would be worked out through those fingers. Her whole body became a tool for this purpose as her fingertips would slide casually along a body which became more oiled with more contact. The lack of friction would do its job to further relax the situation. True pleasure today would be the joy taken from moments that weren't directly sexual, though the build up would be quite enticing. "Hm? So Captain, how about being a bit spoiled today? This sort of treatment was my favorite before... I always had a girl barber for exactly this reason~" she asked the man her idea evolving a bit in the moment. One of those bottles at the tub side was developed like a dry shampoo, but it was full of essential oils and would provide cleansing and a nice feeling rub down. She imagined during his time on this boat he'd not really gotten the amount of personal care someone should. As a spoiled kid, she'd gotten all of this, and there was nothing she'd enjoyed more in her formative sexual years than a woman with large breasts rubbing all over her. Especially the relaxation of a scalp massage during hair washing.

  6. #196
    How strange. Jason hadn't been around those who took such free interest in sexual endeavors for at least a few centuries. A giggle in response to a firm slap on the ass was, therefore, quite a different experience for the Argonaut. He'd come to expect a yelp or a cheer, but this implication of enjoyment was somehow more satisfying to hear. What's more, she verbalized looking forward to what he'd so recently claimed. "Maybe," he replied in that same light-hearted manner. It was rather interesting that he could be so relaxed in conversation, considering how he always was when Kolin involved herself.

    Soon after he entered the tub, he had a very interesting thing to behold. Eyes that were closed in a moment of relaxation, unlidded themselves to the immediate sight of... well, several pounds of supple flesh pressed against his torso. Oh? Was she simply going to ride him again? Such a thing happening underwater would be new, but there was hardly a massive thrill. The water felt a bit closer to the consistency of milk or something, but that alone wasn't too odd either. Ah, but those fingers were moving along his body as if she were a blind woman seeking a mental image of what she felt. What she spoke of in the meantime, was some manner of spoiling. Was this massage to be counted as such? Or perhaps, it was actually the subtle rubbing of her soft and fleshy form upon his more rigid body? Either way, Jason was as enticed as ever. There was hardly a thing this woman could present as an idea, that he didn't want to experience for himself. "Go ahead. It's already spoiling when you keep bringing me these new ideas."

  7. #197
    A maybe offered in response to an ask of a promise was to be considered high praise from Jason. At least this was how Nerys saw it. She was indeed, quite freely interested in her sexual endeavors, but her joy in moments like these was quite new to her as well. She spent all of her spare time seducing women until Kolin had gotten rid of most of them within the kingdom. Imagine how bored, someone like Nerys had been for the duration of Kolin's reign. Oh well, they were past that part now, and Jason was always so interested in the things she did. She could hardly be inclined to stop herself from showing him all the wonders he missed. And given his very specific lodgings he missed out on the... luxury and romance of hedonism. But that was no problem, Nerys could offer both of those things so, she'd introduce him to that sort of fun.

    "Oh? If you consider just that spoiling... life is about to get truly interesting♥~" mentioned the ashen haired mage. She'd been given her permission which she always sought in moments like these, and having it granted she shifted slightly. Strange though it might have been, it wasn't anything particularly sexual she was about to do. She began moving once more after rubbing his shoulders for a few moments longer. She'd then lean his head back and begin pouring one of the bottles onto his scalp. She'd take her time after this massaging his scalp leaning over his head, treating that sand blasted hair to some major upkeep. All the while her massive rack would be pressing against his face resting. Something about this was oddly satisfying, it was still a tease though, the softness of her body was still rubbing against his and she seemed to be getting herself going. It was completely lost upon her that she was exactly the sort of wife she claimed to be looking for, and she was content to offer some new comfort to Jason while teasing herself up to asking for that one treatment she wanted.


  8. #198
    Just as he expected, there was more to come. Clearly this would always be the case; Nerys would impress again and again without fail. This would be no simple massage, but the sort of experience one would expect royalty to receive. Actually... as she rubbed all of his built-up stress away bit by bit, he remembered expectations of being king from much earlier in life. Such luxury was a thing he very much looked forward to, but it all collapsed along with his dreams of ruling a nation. All of that happened because of one grave error that he'd since sworn to never make again. Little did Jason know, he was already in the process of doing just that. Perhaps this one would work out differently, or perhaps he'd realize what was happening before it was too late to turn back.

    Well, there was one thing he couldn't turn back from no matter how much he tried. His head was leaned back, and he did nothing to fight it. What was she doing? Was she... washing his hair? Ah yes, so it was soap! No... no, this liquid was a bit different from what he felt in the water. Whatever the case, it was a divine feeling indeed, thwarted only by the soft mounds pressed into his face. One could think a newborn babe nestling in its mothers bosom was living the best life it would ever have, if it happened to never experience this sensation again. Could this have been why breasts were considered an appealing thing? Jason had never considered why before now. The answer of his very manhood would be 'yes' as it throbbed beneath the water, and in fact beneath Nerys herself. Which thing was he to focus on? He couldn't tell, but he would enjoy every sensation with a contented sigh. He supposed, after all, he could simply be this open desert's equivalent to a king. That would do while he was without his utopia, and the attentions of Nerys would seemingly grant him the sensation of being such.

  9. #199
    Nerys knew the love of breasts like no other, in fact her own body had been created with the exact idea in mind. So, she had no surprise at all when Jason sighed contentment into the mass of her bosom. How nice to see such satisfaction obviously playing across his face. She found herself looking a bit more directly as she worked on the man's scalp, eventually her body straddled his own as she aimed to make sure she touched the entirety of his head. Having gotten through all of his hair she was content and since this shampoo was dry it required no rising when it was done. It was left shiny light and clean, unworn by the desert sun and sands. "Should I take this silence to mean you're pleased?" she asked as she aimed to settle just a bit but not in a way that would stop what they were doing.

    She leaned back from his face in the moment and found herself studying him. He was actually quite attractive... she'd not really thought about what it would be like to think as such. It was kind of embarrassing actually, to think about, that blush on her face would never properly settle now would it? No. Probably not. Actually, she now found herself studying his face in a strange way. She settled in front of him a finger tracing his jaw, her eyes locked on his lips. He had a nice looking mouth... and she'd talked him through foreplay in a previous bout. But in her days since joining the Argo she'd not seen this man's mouth engaged in an action that wasn't spitting or speech. She wondered gently what it'd be like to kiss him. He was quite aggressive as a person, she imagined he would always be that. Oh, she was quite curious... was this something to question? Actually the more she thought about it, the more she decided it would be fun... soft and romance were missing from this man. A make-out in slippery water was bound to be fruitful, another small amendment to the plan at hand if she happened to get her way in this. "Captain, do you give kisses? I'd really want one... looking at your face like this makes me really need one. Can I?" she begged, so honestly one might have thought she was under some sort of enchantment. Her face was really close to his now, she looked like she was rather close to taking one regardless of what he said, but she wouldn't... no Nerys was quite patient.

  10. #200
    The rubbing sensation against his scalp was so strange. It had been ages since his hair had been cleaned with anything except water, and even that was usually rainwater. His entire head felt lighter, and the air seeping through his locks felt cool to contrast the warm water in the tub. Should Nerys take his silence as pleasure? In short, yes. The long answer, however, was perhaps an unnecessary tale... but he would tell a few details regardless. "Yeah. I remember my old dreams... like this," he said in a manner that was surprisingly more soft than any other speech he'd offered in days. In truth, this treatment was just as satisfying as a nostalgia trip, as it was in the form of physical sensations. Things attached to his train of thought were not so pleasant at all, but for now... he could focus on the good parts.

    Nerys took the time to study Jason's face just as she seemed to be studying his body earlier. What did she want? This all seemed like some sort of appraisal, as if he were a newly-sculpted statue. Well... he was a statue once, but that pitiful thing was something he'd rather avoid thinking of when possible. He certainly didn't mind that finger trailing along his jawline; it felt oddly comforting within the present venue. Beyond all this, she asked if he did something like... kissing? She wanted that, of all things? How strange. Jason took a moment of contemplation, sighing before his answer was formulated. He could actually recall─ it had been over two millennia since he even bothered thinking of kissing someone. Romance hadn't been a concept for him since that time, but if Nerys wished for this after all the satisfaction she'd given him, he supposed it wasn't worth much of a second thought. "... Do it, then. I've got no problem with anything you've wanted so far, so go ahead."

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