1.85 – Stealth

Lewd, mutually secret group touching. (This fiction is not a guide to professionally handling arousal in a team setting)

The water finally stopped, and the room became quiet enough to think again. The circular pool they sat in was just large enough in diameter to not touch feet even if people on both sides stretched out.

Emma cannonballed in excitedly and swam through the water like a squishy blue tadpole before settling down. The others sank into the hot water less boisterously, each fairly separated from the other.

All of them were horny, Maple knew, and herself probably most of all. Well, Thera had gotten off so maybe she was fine. Dort had still been rocking a stiff pole the last time her eyes had accidentally wandered, but she couldn't confirm the others' states as easily.

They were professional about it.

Sylla sat fairly close to Maple's right, perhaps just reachable if she stretched her arm out fully. Directly across from Maple, was Emma. To Emma's right was Thera, at a slightly closer distance than Sylla was to Maple.

Far to Maple's left was Alas and Dort, also at around arm's reach from each other. It was a tactical positioning; together they all had eyes on their surroundings. With Remi gone, they had time to strategize, and Maple had to ask.

"Is adventuring usually like this?"

"No, you and your goddess are just perverts. And—I don't know if I like this, Thera."

Alas had a slight frown, but seemed to be enjoying the soak nonetheless. Thera replied with a forced smile.

"What do you mean? The water's great. Best adventuring I've ever done."

"Aye, but did you see how fast she moved? If it came to a fight..."

Dort shook his head. His hairy chest poked out of the water a little. His arm rested along the edge of the pool, hand wrapped around the shaft of his hammer.

"I know. Let's just hope it doesn't. She doesn't seem hostile, yet."

"What is an erogel though, anyway?"

Maple hadn't asked the ghost directly because that could be somewhat rude, partly in a you've ever even heard of my people? way. It could also be revealing for Maple, if it was a species she'd ought to know. But erogel sounded like...something you'd slather onto an airplane. Thera shrugged and sank into the water down to her neck.

"Beats me. You guys ever heard of 'em?"

None of them had. Sylla put a hand just below her mouth. She probably wished she had her staff to coil around, but had left it outside of the water.

"Do you think it's like an...erotic angel? Given the kind of place this is, I mean..."

She blushed and had to justify the thought, but it sounded reasonable. Her embarrassment was adorable. Before anyone could provide alternate theories, something clicked on and the water filled with bubbles. A jet of force hit Maple in her side. She scooted toward it, toward Sylla, and let it massage her back.

"Ooh, it's like something from my—from somewhere fancy. This is nice."

Thera gave Maple a look. That'd been a little close, but everyone murmured their agreement. On top of feeling nice, it obscured everything beneath the water. They weren't so exposed anymore.

Emma really enjoyed the jets. She positioned herself in front of one, and let it jiggle her entire body. A goofy grin covered her face. Maple laughed while repositioning herself.

"Having fun, silly? Oops, sorry Syll—"

Her thigh had brushed the lamia's snake-half. Sylla shook her head, mumbling that it was fine. Maple cut off because she realized it was Sylla sliding her tail over that had led to the touch. And Sylla hadn't pulled back.

Smooth scales rested against her thigh. Maple gently spread her leg toward Sylla, urging her to continue, but playing it cool with the rest of the group and focusing on Emma's grinning response.

She half-focused on the conversation while Sylla made slow progress over her thigh. She rested a hand on her, and gently stroked. She watched for any sign Sylla wouldn't like that, and found none.

"Well, hopefully there's more than that gift shop for us. Did you all see it?"

They all laughed about that, and Sylla wrapped once around Maple's leg. Maple gradually slid herself forward and lifted her hips. She was careful to look like she was just sinking lower into the hot mineral water, and guided Sylla where she wanted her to go; between her legs, against her.

It was only a suggestion. A nudge and—an open opportunity. She wasn't sure how far Sylla was willing to go with this. To her great pleasure, she went there. The tip of her tail slid between her legs, up her crack, and then further up and around her.

Scales slid smoothly against her lower lips, her clit. The texture was amazing. Smooth, slick from the water, but textured. She hated to think this was what a snake would feel like against her, but Sylla was a lamia. She had to suppose it was okay.

"Maybe you can seduce her again, and get her to show us to the treasury. Perverts, all of you."

Refuting Alas was especially difficult, that time. Sylla's tail wrapped once around Maple's waist, and then down around her other thigh. She felt every inch of the scaly body that rubbed against her skin as Sylla slowly gave her more of herself.

Sylla pulled her legs apart and held her body carefully in place under the water. Maple was realizing just how much strong her snake-half was. If this were an attack, there would be no way she could escape once entangled so.

Maple wanted more to wrap around her. She wished to embrace Sylla, suck on her forked tongue that she just knew would feel amazing on other areas of her body.

Enough girth found its way between her legs to grind her against while Sylla provided her own upward force. Slow, sensual movements to avoid being detected. She would cum, given enough time.

Maple inched herself closer to Sylla, gradually drawing near enough to touch her. She carefully watched the others, trying to act and sound natural. She basically sat on Sylla entirely now, and Sylla aided the process, slowly pulling her closer.

Would she want to be touched? She had clarified that she mainly didn't want attention on her, rather than touching being entirely bad. Secret play like this was perfect for her, in that case. Neither one could fully acknowledge the other. Maple reached her hand over, and slowly slid it along her waist, where skin transitioned to scales.

When she got to the lowest part of her that was human, she touched gently and backed her hand off an inch. Was this okay?

Sylla grabbed her hand and pulled it against her. Yes. Maple stroked her fingers up and down slowly at first, almost teasingly. Then, circled her clit in faster and faster circles. If she seemed like she might gasp or reveal their secret pleasure, Maple slowed down.

Her own pleasure was nearing a crescendo as she humped Sylla's snake-half. She wrapped around her body, and the tip of her tail floated in the water in front of her. Maple grabbed it and rubbed Sylla against her breasts and nipples.

At this point, she noticed all conversation had stopped some time ago. She opened her eyes with mild paranoia. Had they noticed, been staring at them the entire time?

No, they were each blissfully relaxing. And Alas was suspiciously closer to Dort. Maple thought she could see her shoulder subtly moving, through some of the gurgling water.

Thera was straight-faced, eyes closed. Suspiciously straight-faced—perhaps using all of her willpower to keep it that way. Why?

Emma was right next to her, and her face revealed all. A lewd smirk. She met Maple's eyes with her own and moved them toward Thera and back. She briefly made a really silly ahegao face, then wiggled her eyebrows at Maple. Understand?

Maple smirked in acknowledgement, a silent laugh. She moved her own eyes to Sylla quickly, then down, and gave Emma her own eyebrow wiggle. Emma's eyes went wide and her mouth made a small 'o'. Maple motioned shh with just her mouth.

Emma nodded slightly, and Maple then indicated Alas and Dort with her eyes. Emma was surprised again, and laughed silently.

Maple grinned at their shared secret, and closed her eyes again. Let them all have their fun. She slid a couple of fingers inside of Sylla and focused on the pleasure of the scales rubbing against her.

Her hip movements and breathing got faster. She ground against Sylla in circular motions, getting the angle just right. She was so close, and the slowness meant she was going to cum hard once she finally did. Sylla also mildly humped her hand now. Maple pulled her fingers out and worked her clit faster.

She was just about there, and thought Sylla was too. She was going to cum from Sylla's snake-half. The idea excited her so. She was considering whether or not to activate [Telepathic Orgasms] when a cheerful voice rang out from outside the pool.

"Everyone enjoying the soak?"

They all jumped at that. Several coughs and clearing of voices happened before words of agreement came out. Sylla retracted her tail in a panic, back the same way it'd came. It dragged against Maple's body so fast that she almost came then and there. She had to resist the sensation.

Alas and Dort moved away from each other, and Maple scooted slightly away from Sylla. Emma stayed where she was, shaking slightly. Thera's face was controlled. Maple turned around to see Remi. Was that a knowing smile on her face? She spoke again.

"I'm glad. When you're all ready, I can show you to the trial."

"We're ready now."

Alas hopped out first, water dripping from her fit [Huntress] body, her nipples nearly as pointed as her ears. The others did likewise after some hesitation and Maple shared a sad look with Sylla.

They'd been so close.