"Oh, it was no trouble," Kyera said regarding Scorch's boots. "The bench did most of the work, I just shined them a bit." She guided the human woman to the edge of the water. Several shallow steps led down into the steaming water of what was more of a pool than a tub.

"Once you get in the water, it will automatically adjust to the correct tepurature to fit your needs. Naia's good with that sort of thing." Kyera explained. "She lives in the spring that feeds this bath; she's sort of connected to the water."

"I'd love to join you," the catgirl repled to Scorch's question. "But I have to get back to the storefront. Master Greo doesn't want any visitors today, but I still need to greet people who come in." She leaned in conspiratorily before continuing.

"Still, if you're looking for some company, Naia might help you out. She's a little shy, but if you get in the water and heat yourself up a little," She brushed her fingers against Scorch's pussly lightly to illustrate. "I'm sure she'll come to you."

Kyera kissed Scorch lightly on the cheek before pulling away. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find Naia good company. I do," she giggled before turning to leave. "Feel free to take your time; I'll be back to check on you later." Whith that the catgirl turned with a swish of the tail and gracefully exited the room.

Scorch took in her surroundings glancing toward the tub and seeing it for what it was. The stone steps leading down into a pool that had been larger than she initially thought. “Who's Naia?” She asked only receiving an answer.

She tried to wrap her head around it. If Naia knew without being told did she have some sort of physic ability too? An alien connected to water? In all of her arena bouts she couldn't recall any thing with the ability over water, not that water often came up save for those special arena matches where it was flooded. Often times it involved navel combat or bouts between two aquatic alien types. Some had particular fetishes where attractive aquatic aliens were pitted up against whatever sea monstrosity that could be found for the benefit of the spectators.

She shivered at the feel of those fingers gliding against her. A flood of memories from the night before returning to her. She nodded as Kyera dismissed herself then watched her depart. Looking back to the pool she entered it. Stopping when waist deep she dipped down beneath the pool for a moment. Popping back up rivets of water streamed off her.

Brushing water away from her eyes. Glancing deeper into the pool she looked for Naia. Curios, she saw nothing out of the ordinary. Kyera did set her off on her way though. A finger sank beneath the pool rolling over her clit. She felt the shiver of contact against her, the awakening of her own arousal. Nipples swelled as she continued.

Thumb and forefinger captured her stiff clit tugging on it lightly. “UNH!” She gasped, eyes closing as memories of the night before slipped into her consciousness.

As soon as Scorch entered the water, it began to heat to her optimal temperature. Already warm to begin with, it didn't take much time to reach the proper heat. Further, the water seemed to actively draw away the remnant's of Greo's semen and other detritus from her body. Her hair was nearly clean by the time she had finished dunking herself.

With her eyes closed, the young woman couldn't see the ripples that appeared in the water of the pool. Responding to the juices Scorch let loose into the water, Naia came to investigate. She saw the woman arousing herself and moved closer, an unseen presence in the water. She watched quietly from a distance, taking in the tightening of her nipples; seeing how Scorch pinched and tugged her clit lightly. Intimately connected to the water, Naia felt the girl's pleasure flowing through it. She felt echoes of the sensations arise within herself.

After a few minutes, Naia advancing cautiously. A mass of water from the pool swelled up and formed into the torso of a voluptuous maiden. A small waterfall flowed continually down from the crown of her head.

"Hello . . ." the watery girl gurlgled timidly at Scorch from just beyond arm's reach.

The water was warmer then expected. It heated up even more, Scorch unaware of the additional presence at first. With one hand busy with her clit the other fondled a breast rubbing against it as one would rub against a swollen belly. The palm of her hand made keenly aware of her own arousal given the nipple that pierced against her palm as she rolled it over the hardness.

Her nipple flattened beneath her touch. “Mmm … ahh ...” She moaned out. Awareness hit her that she was being watched. Her eyes opened slowly when a voice broke the silence. Clearly feminine even if gurgled. What she saw had been amazing, another thing she struggled to comprehend.

Naia she assumed. Whatever alien species she was Scorch was unfamiliar with hers. In fact she had been aware of few that had no solid form. A few oozes and slimes that she had seen at the arena and clubs but nothing like this.

She stilled gazing at the watery form before her. Water consistently flowing downward. She surmised it was being drawn upward too within the body itself like she was an organic fountain constantly bleeding away that excess.

“Hello. Naia?” The sight before her had been so stunning and unexpected that she had been at a loss of further words at the moment.

"Yes," Naia softly bubbled ascent. "I hope I'm not bothering you . . . " The watery girl's cheeks flushed a slighly brighter blue. "But you seemed to be . . . lonely."

Naia drifted slightly closer on the surface of the pool, closing slowly. She raised a watery hand toward Scorch's cheek, caressing it with her palm. Made from the water of the heated pool, her hand was quite warm. However, it did not leave any more residual moisture than a normal flesh hand would have. Naia let her fingers linger on Scorch's chin for a few moments.

"The water carried the essence of your desire to me. You seem so aroused - maybe I can help you . . ." Naia slid around behind Scorch, pressing her voluptuous bust against the woman's back. Again, the contact was almost, but not quite like flesh and heated to just the right temperature. Watery arms encircled Scorch from behind, one hand moving to cup the breast she hadn't been fondling. The other drifted down to join in exploring the woman's sex. Naia's hot liquid fingers stroked along Scorch's slit, complementing the human's clitoral play.

“No, you're not bothering me at all.” She answered.

That touch was as warm as the water was, which wasn't too surprising. But there was resistance from that touch as if Naia was solid and yet liquid at the same time. There was only a slight yielding of those features in much the same way as skin against skin contact had been.

She didn't even pretend to know how any of that worked. Sharks could sense electricity and smell blood for quite a distance so why couldn't Naia's species pick up on arousal in the water? Scorch didn't think on it much feeling those melons press into her back.

She didn't answer, though the answer had been written upon her face if the alien could read it. Her breast cupped by warm watery fingers while a finger grazed her slit. Even if it wasn't coated in water her own natural lubricants would have been there.

“Oh! So warm!” She closed her eyes and leaned back into that chest. It was just as if there had been a solid object there. Actually it felt like jello instead of water. Though clearly there had been more resistance than jello provided keeping Naia intact.

“Yes. Yes I am,” she answered as she turned her head to peer over a shoulder.

Naia shifted to the side slightly and pressed forward. Raising her hand from Scorch's breast, she guided the woman's lips to her own, kissing her over her shoulder. Her warm solid-water tongue flowed into the woman's mouth, exploring and delivering the taste of pure spring water.

The other hand pressed into Scorch's slit, using two fingers to scissor her lips open and closed several times. Naia teased the human's labia with stokes, building anticipation to a proper level before pushing in. Her finger flowed easily into Scorch's tunnel, pumping in and out slowly several times. Then she added a second finger and began to wiggle them back and forth, stretching the girl's insides.

After a few moments, Naia broke the kiss and brought her fingers to Scorch's lips. The woman's nectar coated the more coherent water underneath. The water girl pressed her juice soaked fingers into the woman's mouth. Already able to taste Scorch's essence through the water, Naia wished to share it with the woman who was the source of such sweetness.

“Uhhh!” She gasped finding herself in shear delight. Warm fingers pressed inside her scissoring open and closed as they pressed deeper inside her. It wasn't often that she felt similar sensations. Usually there was only thrusting without that sensation that felt like a pulsing at the same time.

Her walls closed and expanded with those movements that had continued to stir her up. Juices soaking those fingers as she had been steadily moved closer to the brink of release. Then warm wet lips pressed to her own cutting off the little gasps that escaped her.

It tasted pure like spring water rolling over her tongue. A tongue that wasted little time in entwining with that watery one. Scorch trembled when those fingers ceased. So close, her heart was pounding in her chest. She let out a frustrated moan of pleasure that had been quickly consumed as she took those fingers into her mouth.

Lips pressed down hard sucking and getting the mixture of tastes on her tongue. That of her own juices and spring water. Then only the water once those digits had been cleaned. Her tongue passed over them once more before she allowed those digits to slip out of her mouth.

An idea struck her, as frustrated as she had been there was a playfulness there. Part of her conditioning had been made to pleasure and endure for the entertainment of others. It was easy for her to slip into that role and so she turned to face Naia.

Hands feel to the hips of the water spirit as she made eye contact with her. “Do you want to see how long I can hold my breath for?” She glanced down at the water ready to take a dip down to her knees. If she was going to be on edge she might as well repay the favor.

"If that's what you want," Naia gurgled lightly, smiling. "But you won't need to hold your breath. Just breathe normally while you're under the water; I'll make sure you get the air you need."

Placing one hand on Scorch's shoulder and the other on the back of her head, the liquid girl gently guided her down so that she could easily find the feminine treasure she sought. The water flowed as easily as air into the human woman's lungs, bringing the oxygen she needed.

Naia's sex was as smooth and solid as the rest of her and as warm - even warmer than the surrounding water. Her scent was remeniscent of warm spring rain and the taste of her essence was even sweeter than that of her 'flesh'.

"Mmmm . . ." Naia moaned as she pressed Scorch's face against her mound. Her liquid body rippled slightly with obvious pleasure, even before Scorch really got started. Still, she had a surprise in store for the other woman: Ripples in the water mimicked Scorch's actions, showing the same attention to her as she did to Naia.

On her own Scorch could have held her breath for a minute, perhaps a minute and a half. Her idea was to tease, just enough to get started. Her idea backfired of course, confusion settled in on her features as a warm touch pressed to her shoulder and back of her head.

“How would that be -”

She started prior to being dunked under that warm water. Instead of explaining Scorch found out first hand. At first she didn't note anything different. Reflexively she held her breath as she worked, the taste against her tongue was both warm and sweet.

Surprised, the water between her thighs rippled mimicking the same action. Bubbles surfaced on the water as she found herself moaning. Her hands falling on Naia's legs to steady herself, her tongue teasing about that smooth labia. Scorch soon found herself struggling, she needed to breath but hands kept her in place.

She went as long as she could, perhaps on instinct. As her vision began to darken she opened her mouth to breath. Logic told her that she would only get her lungs full of water. It was purely on instinct that she reacted, yet she discovered that she was able to breath. That discovery relaxed her, vision returned to her though she was unable to see much.

Deep breaths followed. When she calmed that teasing returned, her own body heating up in the process. She knew what she liked and found it difficult to resist hitting those spots as her tongue explored in efforts to discover what set Naia off. If she didn't discover anything out of the ordinary she moved to those techniques that she liked.

Before she had even got started there had been signs of pleasure from Naia so she had focused more on those initial actions and scaling them up. Only finding that the more she did the more that had been done to her in return. Her own pleasure escalating quickly as her tongue plunged into those depths swishing against those walls in a circular motion.

The surrounding water doing little to muffle the effects that ravaged her body as more bubbles surfaced with the onset of moans that had been closer together. Her body trembling as she felt those pressures increasing until she stopped just on the cusp of her own release in order to hold back a little. Then she began anew with more fury this time getting captured in her own pleasure taking herself over that brink as she moaned once more trembling beneath the water as her own body rippled in bliss.