“No protests, An, not now. You can patronize me after I’ve saved your life.” Setting out for the bridge initiated the final chapter of their great escape and sealing the heavy steel doors to the bridge made resting within it far easier since it happened to be the only way in and out. Anything they didn’t want to see coming through them would not be allowed to pass and as such their safety had been almost guaranteed.

An found herself sat down near one of the great many consoles even though Ania had no idea as to which was meant to be used for piloting the somewhat aged vessel. Their azure companion could do little else from here and allowed the ones more versed in their own tongue to take over after seeing to it that the injured handmaidens had been ready to get them out of there. It was a blessing to find that in spite of earlier warnings, none of the ship’s portions actually ripped off as they began to increase the load on their engines, slowly but surely detaching themselves from the hulk.

Once more their ship trembled with every inch they gained, surgically maneuvering themselves free of that infernal prison on which they spent a good deal of time in. Protrusions of alien alloys carved into the Trixian vessel as they moved, each of them a result of the former crew who crash landed here, putting an immense pressure on the pilot who replaced the missing crew members, but ultimately there was nothing holding them at bay anymore. Suddenly the ship jolted as the final piece of their hull eased free, permitting them to lift off although the connection between the massive corridor and space had now been reestablished. Some of their former assailants had been sucked out into the vacuum of space with such force that they floated past the ancient Trixian Vessel, ultimately leaving them to their fatal destiny among the void.

But each of the four women managed to make it out alive which was their greatest accomplishment yet. There was still more to be done, but for the first time in hours they had gained some breathing room as they made quite some distance between themselves and the derelict hulk floating in the midst of the sector.

Several smaller creatures they had encountered back in the engine room probably resided aboard their ship even now and someone had to wipe them out in order to ensure a safe voyage to the more civilized worlds. Ania decided not to rest before they had achieved just that and approached Princess Octavia beforehand, humbly holding out one of her tentacles as to retrieve the firearm that was handed to the royal family member earlier. “May I have my weapon back now, Princess? I doubt you’ll be in any danger for the remainder of our trip.”

An kept her mouth shut for now, survival being more important than any dignity that the handmaiden wanted to save. They had soon reach the bridge. Its massive steel doors would provide safety once they were inside and the heavy doors were shut. At least here the four women could feel somewhat safe from the creatures that inhabited the hulk and to some degree had infested the ancient Trixian vessel.

Ania quickly placed the injured brunette at one of the many consoles of the ancient vessel, An grimaced as twinge of pain shot from her leg. As the sharp pain dulled somewhat, the handmaiden began to focus on the panel in front of her. The console was not one that was ideal for piloting the craft or monitoring its major functions, but with some adjustments to the controls, it could be made to operate in such a matter. At the very least she could help out her fellow handmaiden Enru, who Octavia had placed at far better station on the bridge. Soon the pair had managed to get bring the ship to life.

The vessel trembled as Enru began to pilot the ship. It was wedged into the space hulk a result of various failed attempts to the get the Trixian ship. Fortunately, the blonde handmaiden was an expert pilot and no longer had to worry about that system that had kept the Trixian vessel bound to the space hulk. After a while of maneuvering and twisting the ship, the ancient vessel finally was able to jolt itself free of the massive vessel below it. Even as they did so, some of the creatures that were just moments ago hunting the four women were now floating out in space around the vessel. The monsters had been blown out to space by the force of the decompression, where they would never again be able to hurt anyone.

Finally there was a sense of relief on the Princess face, they were now away from the hulk and away from what seemed like endless hordes of monsters and killer plants that seemed to eat whatever it could find. Yet despite all they had accomplished, the four women were not completely out of danger even away from the hulk.

Ania turned to approach the pink haired Princess, a tentacle out stretched towards the Trixian royal. The alien female asked the young Trixian for her weapon back. Of course. The Princess handed the elegant firearm back to outstretched tentacle. She was glad to give it back to someone who could use far better than herself. The woman seemed to want to make sure that no more of these vile creatures were onboard the vessel. And those creatures, Princess Octavia would like to never see again.

“You have my thanks, Princess.” With a subtle bow Ania accepted her firearm back, glad to have gotten enough trust to have it handed over without complaints from An although that might just be the case due to her open wound. Of course with the end of their journey among these hideous creatures, their travels to society had only just begun and while saving them had been on her mind thus far, none would be blind to their particularly alluring bodies. The huntress headed back outside with that in mind, cleansing the remainder of the ship from whatever creatures managed to remain aboard.

However, there was more to it than the Trixian trio could see.

Invisible vapors filled to the brim with aphrodisiac given their respective formula emanated from the huntress herself, flooding the cockpit of their salvaged spaceship as they spoke and rested. She released a few minor doses near Octavia before departing from there as to take care of the remaining hostiles in the research vessel which infused the royal member of their party with a subtle warmth that built steadily within her core. It might have been plain and simple warmth derived from having lived such an adventure, but there was the undeniable hint of arousal somewhere beneath each surge of heat flowing through her veins.

“That should cover everything.” Once Ania returned, however, Octavia effectively resided on a higher state of arousal compared to her two handmaidens whom at this point practically hadn’t endured any of it. Such exposure left her at a greater level of lust and with more vapor entering the air about them, coupled with the lack of vents on the bridge, let the chamber gradually fill up with the drug. “You’re free to explore the ship at your leisure.”

Some portion of the drug, however, was meant to seal up whatever remained of An’s wound. Slight moisture filtered through her makeshift bandage and into the blood that surrounded her injury, gradually stopping the bleeding all on her own before the healing process began. She did not mean for things to become bloody now that other interests had been foremost on her mind.

Acting in utter ignorance of the matter, Ania came to rest on one of the chairs inbetween each Trixian, spreading the effects of her ploy to each of them equally. It’d seep into their skin, be inhaled through their lungs and absorbed. They infused themselves with growing degrees of arousal and they would be none the wiser until the effects already began taking place, leaving their libido to build and build without any break in sight.

With the appropriate with bow, the azure warrior graciously accepted the firearm. An wanted to say something about the pink haired royal about rearming Ania, but once the Princess made up her mind there was nothing that could be done to change her mind. In addition An still had that somewhat bandage wound, which meant she could not stand up and turn to protest the returning of the weapon effectively. By the time she had even attempted to hobble to a standing position, it would have been too late. So she just had to stew as Octavia returned the weapon to the somewhat stranger among the Trixians.

Slowly the bridge began to fill with vapors that were invisible to the Trixians, as Ania walked among them. There was nothing that would alert them but its effects would be almost immediate for the pink haired Princess. She could feel her body becoming somewhat warmer, perhaps from all the running she did getting away from those…things. But as it built inside her, Octavia could see that she had somehow became aroused by it all, the heat and lust flowing through her body from her very core to out through the rest of her body. Octavia quietly gasped as she struggled to keep her handmaidens from knowing how turned on she had become from their last adventure.

Eventually Ania returned explaining that she had made sure everything was clear. Ah…t-that is a relief. Her body could feel the lust building up inside her and it was clear that if the Princess did not take care of it soon, she would be overwhelmed. I think going and checking out the ship would be an excellent idea, I would like to see if any of the baths on board still work.

“You should be careful, your Highness,” An interjected. She attempted to stand and found her that her leg was not as painful as it was before. Still she did not want to put more weight on it. “Though Ania has probably checked to make sure there are more of those creatures on the ship, we cannot be sure how save it is to walk on ancient and damaged vessel.”

An herself felt a bit more concerned that normal, as she could feel her body tingle from the excitement. Maybe it was due to her injury earlier or the escape that nearly had cost them their lives. But An could feel nipples getting hard from the mention of mere danger. She tried to calm herself down as she realized that was a bit out of place here. She hand no idea she was becoming aroused due to Ania’s efforts…

“Oh yes, I believe I’ve seen the crew quarters on my way through the ship. They are fairly untouched by whatever horrible events transpired here and should be easy to find.” Sometimes timing mattered more than anything else and thus far Octavia could not help but be the only one to exude signs of arousal.

Neither huntress nor handmaidens displayed any hint as to their growing desires, but then again the latter weren’t quite meant to give in as soon as the Princess anyway. All three Trixians felt the effects, but to varying degrees due to different levels of exposure, hence playing along and even putting herself into the position of most useful guide around the ship barely made the aquamarine beauty stand out from the crowd.

She cast her eyes upon An once her concerns had been voiced to the others. “Hearing happens to be one of my strong suits. I could hear you whisper through a sealed door. I can confirm that the ship is as devoid of monsters as it could be.” She paused briefly as if debating the matter in her mind. “But then again, if you’re truly worried I’d volunteer to escort the Princess to whatever destination she desires. You two are injured and are far more useful on the bridge than I could hope to be. You can rest and recover while I tend to Princess Octavia’s well-being.”

Ania carefully got off her seat, wary of any protests whilst nearing Octavia a little more with what appeared to be little more than a few idle steps. She released aphrodisiac in the form of vapor even now and the air gradually became saturated with it. Most of it struck Octavia sooner than the handmaidens, but Ania hoped to depart with the Princess soon enough lest they called the shapely amazon out far too soon. Each of them would get their turn in due time, but the true gem of the collection was supposed to be first. “I’d just provide you with the coordinates I spoke of a short while back and then lead Your Highness around the ship. It doesn’t trouble me in the least.”

On second thought, certainly An had a whole lot more spunk than anyone else in the group of four and Ania could not wait to grind all that protest and discipline into blissed out screams. Then there was the more delicate Enru, but that might just be due to her injuries early on. She wondered how that particular Trixian would fare against her irresistible charms. Alas, a royal only chanced upon her every so often and this time Ania was going to be served, one way or another.

Ah good. Octavia waved her hand in front of her face as if to make fan from some sort of the heat. It did little good. I am still worked up from all this running around that back on that hulk. I am sure a nice soothing bath will do me a galaxy worth of good right now.

For now at least the Handmaidens and Ania seemed to not showing any outward signs of the arousal yet. Their exposure to the aphrodisiac was not nearly as strong as what Octavia was already experiencing. For now the two handmaidens could tell they were excited but like their Princess they would assume it was from the fight for survival that made them somewhat aroused and not Ania’s doing.

An starred down at her leg for a moment as she was surprised about how less painful it was. It still could not support her weight for the moment making her unable to be a proper escort for the Trixian royal. With Enru recovering inform her own injury, it meant that An would have to rely on their companion for now. “Fine,” she reluctantly agreed, “But I will hold you personally responsible if something happens to her.” An’s blue eyes were fierce with determination as she looked at the amazon woman.

With An still recovering from her leg injury, any protest the brunette could make merely a verbal one. In reality it was Ania that held all the cards at the moment, quietly releasing more aphrodisiac into the air. Octavia gasped as most of the aphrodisiac had drifted to her, making her more aroused than before. The pink haired could only look on with a bit of annoyed look as Enru spoke up. “If you could provide us with the coordinates,” spoke the blonde handmaiden, “then we can make it fairly quickly. This is ship is decently fast despite its ancient design. We could probably make it there in a couple of days.”

Any more conversation by the handmaiden with the azure skinned woman, was ended with a stern look of the princess. She was ready to leave the room as her body was quite aroused now, and she hoped a cool bath would help alleviate it somehow.

“After all that we’ve been through I thought you’d believe your Highness to be in good company. I suppose I was mistaken.” Sweet and soft spoken, but nonetheless teasing the slightest bit considering how devoted the lovely brunette had been to her position which the huntress successfully claimed as her own given most recent events. Today would be more than enough to have her share of these exquisite young ladies, but the prospect of being underway for several days certainly didn’t abate her desires any although the question of sustenance had yet to be answered which probably meant they would have to endure without much at their disposal later on.

Attentive azure eyes took note of how eager the Princess hoped to leave their current surroundings and thus relayed the coordinates after briefly skimming through the Trixian system with Enru as to ensure they would lead to the same destination before finally tending to the royal in their midst. “Please follow me, your Highness.”

She walked on ahead while Octavia followed. The others may just feel slightly aroused, but the effect would linger for a while and in the meantime their beloved Princess absorbed the brunt of the effect. The two of them walked through the corridors by themselves with the nubile red head close by, in fact closer than before which merely worsened her state of body and mind with every waking moment.

Octavia exerted her strength for a futile endeavor and the strain on her senses had been immense. She followed in her wake which had the Trixian inhale lungful upon lungful of vaporized lust, fueling her desire to unfathomable degrees and every single breath made it worse. The insides of her thighs rubbing together, the subtle flow of air while they moved crawling over and licking her peachy skin, it all bestowed the faintest hints of pleasure unto the Princess and Ania hadn’t thought of turning such marvelous effects down anytime soon.

They then arrived near the various crew quarters found aboard the vessel. Living compartments and bathrooms were separate in each of the more luxurious crew quarters and far from the shared baths commonly found among the less high ranked members of the crew, but still farther from being worthy of a true Princess. They would have to make do for now. After settling on the most appropriate suite, Ania went on to explore the premises, most importantly the bath for any further signs of intrusion. She found none and checked on the water which still worked on the forgotten ship. Given the bathrobe and towels here, surely the former crew didn’t get to use them plenty.

Soon the voluptuous amazon returned with a brief nod before planting herself on the nearby bed, one luscious thigh crossed with the other whilst her smooth tail swished through the air a mere inch above the sheets. She fixated on Octavia with a warm smile and gestured toward the bathroom with one of her great many limbs. “I’ll be out here while you bathe, Princess. You may call on me whenever you require assistance or feel that I might have missed one of the creatures we’ve seen earlier.”

An made it face that suggested that she did not like that comment that their azure companion’s attempt at a tease at the brunette. The handmaiden knew that they would have not have survived their time on the giant hulk without her help. Still the Trixian warrior experience had taught her to not trust others that were not Trixian. She didn’t even really trust the agents of the Alien Defense Directorate. It was her paranoia that made her a good handmaiden, at least one who was in charge of the Princess. She was disappointed in herself that she had managed to let herself get injured and forced to allow Ania to escort the Princess.

Octavia was happy to leave this conversation behind her. She could care less of An distrust over their new ally. Sometimes the brunette’s paranoia was useful and warranted. But just as often, An efforts seemed to only slow down Octavia’s mission of exploration and diplomacy. Besides the pink haired princess needed to take a shower.

Ania took the lead as the pair made their way from the bridge to the crew quarters elsewhere on the ship. As far as the Trixian royal, the trip could not arrive soon enough to its destination. Her body felt tremendously aroused from what she assumed was all the excitement of today, she needed to take a shower to cool off.

Octavia felt weak as she attempted to steel herself against the lust that she felt building inside her. She was having difficulty walking down the hallway as every step she would rubber thighs would rub against each other, sending a wave of sensation through her body. Already the young Trixian could feel the air of the ventilation system moving across her skin. The pink haired beauty let out a soft gasp from the faint hints of the pleasure that was flowing across the Trixian’s nubile royal body.

After what seemed like an eternity walking through the ancient vessel, before they reached crew quarters. Even in the old ship, space was at a premium and its design for the crew quarters reflected it. Most of the rooms while luxurious by modern Trixian standards, were shared rooms whose bathrooms were elsewhere in the ship. It was only at the end of the hallway that they found some of the higher ranked Trixian quarters. Those were not up to royal standards, they at least had their own private bathrooms. Ania picked the biggest one and checked its for any threats before allowing Octavia was allowed to enter.
There she saw her well-endowed amazon sitting on a nearby bed, Octavia let out a soft gasp as she watched the azure warrior cross one of her thighs over the other seductively while her tailed swished. Octavia nodded as Ania gestured to the bathroom. T-thank you Ania, I am sure I will feel better once I have taken a cold shower. The Princess soon entered the bathroom and disrobed to take her shower.

Under the circumstances some might have been content with guarding the Princess, her most gorgeous handmaidens in particular, but for Ania the hunt had only just begun. They were too far from the bridge to have either of the two intervene in whichever events were about to transpire and thanks to how saturated Octavia happened to be with the vicious aphrodisiac of her ally, surely there'd be fewer complaints once they truly got going. She didn't have the patience to wait forever, however, and decided to claim what was hers after the nubile royal entered the bathroom.

She stepped toward the door, finding it slightly ajar, and tapped against the surface with one of her fleshy appendages, turning the knock into more of a series of somewhat wet sounding slaps. In the bath itself, the Trixian beauty would be free to choose between a quick, cold shower and filling the spacious tub on the other side of the room for longer lasting comfort and recreation, but the water had yet to run hence Octavia should hear the sound clear as crystal.

"Your Highness?" The soft voice of her savior rang through the room. She neither peeked nor forced herself onto the Princess just yet, giving away the illusion that Ania cared for her privacy, but in truth even closing the slightest distance between the two, in this instance leaving the bed and leaning up against the wall to the bathroom, allowed for her aphrodisiac to ooze forth into the next room and overwhelm Octavia even further.

"On second thought .. May I join your bath, Princess Octavia?" It was a request unlikely to be granted, but the huntress wasn't here to ask for anything less. She would have each of the three Trixian ladies today and Octavia was just the beginning. Perhaps it'd turn out to be a disappointment later on, after all the best tended to be saved for last, but for the moment solely the very best could hope to please the Lympha's most carnal desires.

"It'd be unwise not to make the most of our resources, especially the water due to how far we are from civilization, wouldn't you agree? You have my word that I'll be most discreet should you allow me to come in." If Octavia denied her entry, Ania stepped into the bathroom regardless. She was going to make her move and by now the Trixian royal must have been begging for any kind of loving affections.

Octavia had begun the somewhat long process of disrobing for bath, her somewhat tattered regal dress was a bit of an ordeal to remove. She first had to remove her top piece that was connected around her neck and covered her upper back and her sleeves. That last left the remains of her dress. She reached back and undid some of the lacing which enabled the young woman to pull the dress down her body. Octavia gasped as she felt the material brush across her smooth, perfect skin before it finally dropped to the floor.

Octavia soon heard the noise of what sound like wet sounding slaps against the door. For a moment she could imagine the noise as if something was thrusting inside her. The pink haired beauty shook her head for a moment as she realized that was actually someone knocking at the door. She spun in place as looked over to see that in her haste to get into the bathroom she had left the door slightly ajar.

Ummm, yes? The voice was that of the amazon albeit in a soft voice. The woman still remained behind the door allowing the young Trixian royal at least some privacy in her mostly naked form. Still Octavia was flush with arousal as her body seemed to be excited with another being this close. They were merely one door apart from each other, a door that was at least somewhat already open.

Ania soon asked if she could take a bath with the Princess. This was completely unheard of a commoner, especially one of alien asking to take a private bath with a Trixian royal. For a moment, the Princess’s sensibilities returned to her as she realized what a social faux pas it would be. I-I am afraid that is not possible. The young Trixian began to explain why. You see among my people…

Before she could speak any further, Ania opened the door and stepped into the bathroom. The azure alien had stepped in to plead her case, leaving the pair face to face. Ania could see what kinda of rough shape the pink princess was in. She had stripped down to just her panties and even those were wet from her arousal. The Princess’s nubile body was now almost at full display for the prowling Lympha.

Somehow the sight had been all the more exciting due to the fact that actually tending to any royal in this manner was far beyond anything most could claim to have done themselves. Ania thought of the opportunity as downright unique and wasted little time exploring Octavia from afar. She made no secret of it either, clearly allowing the Trixian to observe how those beaming azure eyes traced over her treasure of a body, not leaving a single spot untouched. She liked what had been laid out before her.

“Among my people, we don’t have these obstructing social differences.” Sensuous violet hued lips twist into a playful smile whereupon Ania casually closed the door in her wake, leaving the two of them to spend the following moments in private. “None of your handmaidens are here to judge you for taking a leisurely bath with your savior. Besides ..” Blue eyes dipped to the damp spot on her panties before coming back up. “My company might do you some good.”

Stepping further into the room, Ania gradually closed the distance between them only to divert her attention to the bath itself. She bent over from the waist up, putting that lusciously round rump on display for the princess thanks to the nature of her snug outfit, that prehensile tail of hers calmly swishing through the air in an onrush of newfound excitement.

She turned on the hot water, letting the tub fill up with the steamy delights they’d soon slip into. Octavia wasn’t meant to come down from her aphrodisiac induced high hence granting the royal beauty cold water was out of the question, not that it’d do her much good in the first place. The amounts of vaporized lust her body inhaled by then was far too great to be diluted through other sensations anytime soon save for the activities the voluptuous huntress had planned.

“Are you not curious how it may feel to be close with one of my people?” At the same time Ania stretched and showed off the bounty of her own toned body through the skintight nature of her armor, right before finally peeling off her suit in a prolonged display of sensuality. She would be standing before the princess with her true nature on display, the mixed endowments of her hermaphroditic form clearly visible to the naked eye.

As soon as the azure alien entered the room her eyes were on the nearly naked princess. They slowly traced up and down every curve on the pink haired beauty as if savoring the sight of Octavia before doing anything further. The Trixian royal was a little self-conscious of being looked at in such a manner and wanted to cover herself up but at the moment her body was far too sensitive to touch. She knew that if she did brush her hands against her own body she would then begin to massage and explore herself.

Ania explained that there was no one here to judge what the Princess did in her own time. As if to emphasize her privacy, the warrior closed the bathroom door leaving just the two of them alone and separated from the handmaidens way off on the bridge. The huntress did explained that she noticed that Octavia was quite aroused, her eyes looking down at the young Trixian’s wet panties. Octavia almost turned red from embarrassment but she could not look away.

Ania slowly closed the distance between her and the pink haired princess, the pair never taking ther eyes of each other. It was only when Ania came there the bath did she finally look away. She slowly bent over to work on the bath. Octavia could not help but admire the alien’s rear even as a tail swished through out the air from it.

Soon Octavia could hear the splash of water as the alien amazon began to draw a bath. Octavia’s amethyst eyes began to look over at the tub, she could see the steam rising out of the water. This bath was not going to be the cold water that she had hoped would cool off her highly aroused body. If that was even possible at this point, already her mind was already think of scenarios that she and Ania could enjoy in this tub.

Ummm I would be lying if I said I did not, but I… Octavia swallowed a bit as she saw the amazon stretch and show off her own body before she begin to peel off her armor. The Trixian gasped as she saw the thin layer peel off leaving the azure warrior completely exposed to the Princess. Octavia’s eyes drifted down and fixated upon the huge member point up at her, Oh my.

Royal family or not, Octavia had none of the characteristics which might have inclined Ania to stay away from the thought of taking her right then and there. They were in her domain now, together in a steamy bathroom, exposed to the nature given glory of their bare skin and thus far that fixated gaze of hers left little room for imagination.

“Have you forgotten your etiquette, Octavia? You should know staring isn’t all too polite to many, especially coming from someone in your position.” She noted playfully before coming closer, that nine inch pole gradually growing in raw sexual prowess once blood gushed into its powerfully throbbing expanse, tempting her with the thought of feeling it embedded within her precious form. There was no denying the aqua femme fatale desired having her in more ways than just pleasant company, but rather as a partner to partake of in the carnal realm.

She approached, yet rounded the beautiful red head rather than take advantage of her straight away. “You know how my people have an extraordinary sense of hearing by now. However, it is not exclusive to one sense alone ..” Octavia had been explored by the eight tentacles belonging to her savior then, lightly sweeping over her thighs, hips, waist and neck whereas the latter soon felt hot breaths wash over it. Ania leaned in close, drawing in an entire lungful of air which had been filled to the brim with that potent aphrodisiac of hers by now, virtually leaving the Lympha warrior unaffected if not for the sight before her.

“Your desire has saturated the air like a haze, just as much as the hot water does now. It’s no secret to me how turned on you are, Princess. I can sense it with ease.” She brought the Trixian up against her from behind and had those huge pillowy breasts nestle up against her back whereupon the rigid length of her manhood lightly prodded what remained of her damp underwear, teasing her with the abundance of warmth emanating from it. “Why not give to nature what nature demands?”

Soft kisses and sucks rained down on the vein of her neck then, leaving nothing left unanswered as to what Ania intended to do with her while one of her tendrils reached up to cup one of those royal breasts, lightly squeezing it in the process before letting the tip trace over a nipple. Already another sharpened at the smooth end and lowered itself to the hem of her panties, ready to slice it apart once Octavia agreed to indulge in the inarguably sexually inspired presence of an outsider. “Would you give me the honor to share that bath of yours?”

For a moment that all Octavia look down at massive member that was presented to the pink haired beauty. The Trixian royal could only watch in amazement as the large and powerful phallus stood erect at the mere sight of the Trixian princess. It occasionaly twitched and pulse as if in anticipation of what was going to happen.

Ania soon pointed out Octavia’s faux pas. I-I am not. The young Trixian promptly looked up and away as face soon turn red with embarrassment from being caught so lewdly staring at Ania’s member. Though she had turned her face away from the azure amazon, Octavia looked out of the corner of her eye at Ania’s well shaped formed. The Princess could see the warrior slowly but surely moving closer and closer, removing any distance between Octavia and the woman that had saved her party.

Just as Ania approached, she move around Octavia’s mostly naked form. Soon the warrior was behind the pink haired princess. Ania did not move any closer to Trixian’s nubile form, at least most of the Ania’s voluptuous form. Tentacles slowly moved out and began to sweep over Octavia. She let out a soft gasp as tentacles begin to wrap around her thighs, then her hips. Other tentacles can wrapped around the princess’s slender waist and neck. Ania had must have moved in closer as Octavia could feel the warm breath of the amazon on her neck as she prepared to speak in the Trixian’s ear.

Ania explained that Octavia was quite obvious now, regardless of how much Octavia may have wanted to hide it. The tentacles began to tighten as they pulled the princess back. She out a second louder gasp as she felt the large breasts on her back. A warm heated rod pressed against Octavia’s damp panties, even as it rubbed against the young Trixian’s wet panties. Octavia moaned as he felt it rub back and forth against her covered but sensitive folds.

Soon Ania leaned forward and begin to kiss and suckle Octavia’s tender neck. Octavia closed her eyes as she gasped, a tentacle began to move up and wrap around and cup one of Octavia’s breasts. The tip even traced over a nipple. If Octavia noticed one of the tentacles on her hip leave her, she was to aroused to give it much thought. It was clear where this was heading and Octavia’s lust had overwhelmed whatever willpower she had left. Y-yes. We can share the bath.

“Good.” If her moans and gasps weren’t any indication, her words certainly were and Ania most assuredly couldn’t wait much longer. “I’m pleased to hear that.” With but one swift motion, the Princess’ panties were no more. Sliced apart on one side, they fell off her majestic flank without further ado. “You’re such a charming young woman. One of the purest treasures I’ve seen in my time. Fortunately without your handmaidens nearby, I don’t even have to worry about saying that in your presence.” She had been a glorious sight before, but bringing that phallus against her flesh to flesh made the moment all the sweeter. However, before moving on her any further, Ania prepared to move the both of them into that tub.

Octavia had to do nothing to accelerate matters for her valiant companion took care of matters herself. She held her wrists, waist and ankles, carefully lifting the royal beauty into the fairly spacious tub. The water was delightfully hot, doing nothing to take away from all the burning desires within her. She found herself released as soon as her body was almost completely submerged in water, the upper portion of her breasts poking out invitingly.

Soon Ania joined Octavia by stepping into the steaming bath before going down on her, practically masking the Princess with her own warm body. Taking up residence on top of her, the graceful amazon wasn’t going to leave too much of their engagement up to chance and hoped to win over the lovely woman below by showing no signs of uncertainty and hesitation, especially not toward someone as high up on the social ladder as her. “I do hope you’re comfortable, Octavia.” She went down on her, soft breasts mashing together in their midst while those violet hued lips hover directly over the Trixian, tempting her with their lush expanse.

“Mmm ..” They met in a passionate kiss, testing the waters in a calm yet cautious manner before Ania went on to try and invade her object of desire with her own tongue. Azure eyes folded close under the deepening sensations within her. A tentacle reached about her head, holding the royal close while her hips experimentally grind against the beautiful female, letting her flower feel the pulsing rod between her thighs.

This the huntress continued for a short while before breaking the union of their lips. “Was that good?” She looked back into her eyes, weighing her chances of denial before slipping just a little deeper. Tender kisses had been aligned with Octavia’s chest and were brought down against the valley of her cleavage, gradually passing through before hitting the surface of the water. Ania never ceased to progress, however, and continued kissing and sucking against her belly, heading lower still. She could breathe under water and was going to put her talents to good use soon enough.