Book Four – Chapter Seven – Part One – Reunions and Reunions; The Birth of a Sanctuary (R-18)

“Mmmn… Servy…?” whispered Momo. Her nose was buried in a head of black hair. A pair of eyes slowly opened. “So… It wasn’t a dream?”

“That’s right. It’s the real thing.” Servi was already awake, but she kept nuzzled against Momo’s chest since she felt so warm, safe, and protected by her loving guardian. She shifted back and up the pillow until they were face to face. Momo’s smile was infectious, and without asking or indicating anything, she leaned in and kissed Servi on her forehead.

“Good morning, Servy… Good morning, Itarr…”

“Good morning, Mosie. Did you sleep good?”

Momo nodded and fumed around under the covers for Servi’s hand. “I did. Did you?”

Servi softly smiled. “The best sleep I’ve ever had.”

The two remained in bed for another five minutes. Most of that was spent staring, but a bit of small talk emerged.

“I guess we have a big day ahead of us,” Momo said. Her ears strained themselves, and she already heard the hustle and bustle of a busy city. The canaries of Canary hadn’t even started singing, and the streets and roads were already packed with bodies. Since it was the final day of an unusual seven-day-long festival, it was going to go out with a bang. The restaurants and businesses didn’t mind waking up before dawn because it only meant the money coming in would be on an entirely different level. This was more true in the noble district, but it applied all the same to the commoner district, albeit at a slightly lower rate.

“I guess I’m gonna go ahead and take a bath. Itarr, if you—”

It is ready. The Goddess flew her ID in front of Momo. A second later, the bathing equipment setup popped into existence.

The thankful girl uttered her appreciation and rolled out of bed. Servi sat up and watched as the half-naked Singi skipped over to the slab of iron that was a privacy curtain.

Should I…

“Mosie?”

“Servy?”

A pair of nervous voices rang out at the same time. Servi escaped the warm, comfortable bed and walked barefoot until she was right near the floating metal curtain.

“Servy, you first.” The voice wasn’t so much weak as it was flanked by something skittish in nature.

“No, you go ahead. What were you going to ask?”

“Feel free to totally disagree, but it’s been a while since you’ve had a chance to get clean, right? If… If you don’t mind…” Servi put a hand to the curtain, and it slowly started to shrink from her use of Metal Wall. Momo continued to speak. “And if I don’t mind…” The wall was about half of its original size. The top of Momo’s head was visible, and she stared right at Servi. Both girls were blushing hard, which didn’t seem to be the correct action considering they were comfortable with kisses. “Why don’t we take one...together?”

With her request spoken, Servi absorbed the remaining wall. The barricade preventing her from seeing Momo’s nubile body vanished. The Singi stared right at Servi as she fiddled with the hook on her bra.

Oh… I can’t believe I’m doing this… Servy’s right there…and…and…and…

She moved as a snail would when trekking across the world, but a simple shelled gastropod couldn’t compare to Momo’s beauty. There was nothing but her arms keeping her brassiere against her chest. Servi walked forward, using her ring to absorb her black bra.

Her bare breasts appeared, but Servi’s hands were in front of them at a moment’s notice. A hand-bra, it was called. She groped herself, and the two girls stared at the other in silence. Suddenly, Momo dropped her arms. The single piece of underwear hiding her breasts fell. Likewise, Servi dropped her hands and held them by her side.

Their two faces were bright red, flushed with warm heat.

Speechless, both girls only stared at the other. “Woah…” Momo eventually said. “Servy, you’re pretty…”

“And you’re cute, Mosie… You’re so cute… I… I guess we should continue to undress, right?”

“Ye—Yeah. I guess… We don’t want to keep the water waiting, do we?” Momo couldn’t help but keep her eyes glued to Servi’s nubile figure. Her breasts were so full and rich, like a bosom fit for the Goddesses that watched over the world. She fiddled in place while waiting for Momo to slip those panties down her legs.

Momo started to internally panic, but her inner voice reassured her of something blatant in hindsight.

You already kissed her… You sleep together… You’re even staring at her boobs! Do you really have any reason to hesitate?

You’re right, me. I love Servy… And I want her to see the true me… With no clothes or anything…

Rising confidence filled Momo’s soul. With pride, she slipped off her panties and placed her unmentionables in her bag.

Now bare naked as the day she was born, Momo stood still. Her wagging tail meant she was ecstatic, though. Servi absorbed her own underwear and walked forward. She perhaps stepped too much since her nipples pressed against Momo’s chest. And Servi didn’t fail to notice a slimy liquid dripping down the Singi’s thighs. Her hairless snatch was wet with her love juices. Her slit looking adorable and feminine. Really, everything about Momo oozed adorableness. She was definitely the type of girl someone wanted to hold, hug, and love on until the end of eternity.

Servi couldn’t do much because she was feeling something in her crotch. A familiar warmness welled up in her loins, and she fought tremendously against the urge to touch herself. She grabbed Momo’s hand and brought it to her flushed face. “You’re really warm right now.”

“So are you… Servy… Let’s…get into the bath…”

Hand in hand, the two girls stepped into the metal basin. The water was so warm, bordering on the verge of being far too hot, but Momo liked it like this. Right after dipping their feet in, they sat down and leaned against the basin’s walls.

The crystal clear liquid came to Servi’s breasts, slightly covering them but remaining totally visible. It was obvious Momo was comparing her lackluster chest to the powerhouse that was Servi. That envy lasted for literal seconds since her attention was stolen by a floating ID.

Only it had stopped floating in the air and started floating on the water's surface.

“I guess Itarr wanted to get clean too!”

I do want to try a bath out… Oh, and when you two get out, I have breakfast ready. I have two plates of nocturnal cod cooking inside the ring.

“When you’d get that?” Momo asked Servi. She explained that Itarr told her about the first late-night excursion Servi went on. It was the one that started the Miracle of Canary rumors. “Woah, so you used Lux Dei Omnipotentis six times?!”

“Yeah… Apparently, I got the Potential from a couple schools of fish in the ocean. Itarr said she managed to absorb them all. I think the total was something a couple hundred tons? When we went to the slums together, that’s where the food came from. I hope you like fish, Mosie.”

“It’s a good thing I do! Servy, could I borrow a few? To practice cooking, I mean?”

Servi nodded. “I think that can be arranged. It’s gonna cost ya, though.” She was such a tease.

“How about three friendship kisses?” Momo grinned. The atmosphere had erased all sense of nervousness between the two girls who should have already confessed to each other. When they broke it down to the simplest concept, Servi and Momo were the best of friends.

They sleep together while nearly nude. They’d seen each other naked. They were currently bathing together.

Seeing someone’s naked body, especially if it was a person someone loved, was one of the most intimate things in the world. Really, the next level was love. And judging from their internal thoughts…

Well, the cruise ship of love was going to sail away in a few short 14 to 15 hours. The playful sparking between the two just served to show off how close they were. If at the point where friendship kisses were being used to exchange fish, then something powerful was lurking inside their love.

And that was called devotion.

“You got yourself a deal, but only if I can have you wash my hair.”

“Eh? I think you got the short end because I was easily going to increase my offer to four hugs, six friendship kisses, and some cuddles…”

“Noooooo….” Servi feigned sadness. She comically whined and placed a hand to her face. She scooted forward until she was in front of Momo and dramatically leaned back until she had all her weight against the girl she loved. Momo wrapped her arms around Servi’s bare, warm, wet stomach.

“Hehe!! It’s time for me to pay up! One!”

Smooch!

“Two!”

Smooch!

“Three!”

Smooch!

“Don’t suppose I could convince you to do three more?” Servi looked back and stared with her saddest eyes.

“You’re lucky you’re so beautiful, Servy. I can’t say no those big eyes…” Three more cheek kisses later, the girls stayed embraced. Momo began to hum their song, and after the first verse, started to outright sing it. After each line, she took a moment to give her love another kiss.

“Servy, that’s our song… It’s just for me, you, and Itarr… It’s something that ties the three of us together… And… When I said I was going to be your guardian and protector… I mean it… I truly, truly meant it.”

“If I’m ever lost…”

“I’ll search day and night for you.”

“If I’m scared…”

“I’ll hug you until you feel safe…”

“If I’m hurt…”

“Then I’ll heal you…”

“Mosie…”

“I trained hard, Servy. Dineria really gave Srassa and me a run for our dupla… She taught us another workout… And I really do feel myself getting stronger… And that strength is for you and Itarr… You’re tough and strong, but so am I! Now, I think it’s time to wash your hair…” Momo said. She had a cute smile. Servi scooted forward just a little bit as Itarr brought out the bathing supplies from her ring. With ease, Momo guided Servi’s head down into the water.

Her eyesight in water was the same as seeing out of it, and since Momo had her legs open…

Her most feminine spot was as visible as mud on a white horse.

I see Momo’s crotch… It’s so pink… A beautiful color… And it’s all just a simple slit… I’m no stranger to seeing naked girls, I think, but Momo’s the cutest… She’s right about working out… I can see her abs… They’re barely there, but soon she’s going to have some muscle… I’ll miss her fluffy, touchable stomach, but if I can kiss her hard stomach? Or hell, if I can rub my hands over them…? Hmm… I’m starting to get wet thinking about it…

After bringing Servi back up, Momo lathered her hands and massaged her friend’s scalp. Her fingers left no spot untouched. She had more fun than she thought possible, but that probably stemmed from playing with Servi’s hair.

During this time, Momo asked some pressing questions on her mind. They were mainly about the rules of her immortality.

On the topic of not needing to breathe at all, Servi said it wasn’t like the feeling one would get when holding their breath. Instead, it was like the alveoli within her lungs were constantly being filled with oxygen without needing to actually empty and refill her lungs. Even if she exhaled all the way, the oxygen in her blood continued to be refilled at every waking second.

Momo knew approximately 5% of what Servi explained, so Servi then described how the respiration process worked. That only left Momo more confused at how Servi could know such things. The amnesiac girl didn’t know. Itarr’s ID floated on by and announced she had no knowledge of any ‘system’ of the body.

“Servy, you’re surprisingly knowledgeable about a ton of stuff. You can act better than most and even almost mimic them when you’re doing your job as Crying Noise. And you’re as smart as a cookie! Do you think that gives you any hint at all?” Momo asked. She dunked Servi back down into the bath and rubbed her hands all through her hair. She had to make sure all of the suds were scrubbed out of her luxurious locks.

Momo brought Servi out of the water as it poured right down her face. She was down there for about forty seconds. “Not really… Things like appendixes, the lungs… Almost being able to assume someone’s mannerisms… They’re things that don’t match up at all, yet it’s… It’s just a part of me… Mosie? Do you think you could hold me again?”

Servi’s inquiry was physically answered as she returned to the place where she felt the most protected. Thanks to a Firewall around the basin, the water was still just as hot as it was before.

Momo asked another question about Servi’s durability. She asked if the Singi trusted her, and Momo nodded her pretty head and kissed Servi’s cheeks. A dagger appeared in the air, and as Servi pressed it to her arm, the blade snapped off.

“It’s like I have armor covering my skin. It hardens in response to trauma or damage… But it’s weaker than it was before… Not by too much, but maybe just a little bit… I used to think only nadrium could hurt me, but maybe steel can do it? That was an iron dagger. If anything does actually harm me, True Immortality will fix me right up. And on the topic of that, I think my regeneration depends on the state of my mind. I remember one time, my hand just phased back into existence. Another time, bloody tendrils flew out and connected to my arm, and my hand fused back to my body…”

“Servy, doesn’t that mean you don’t need to wear armor?” Momo asked. She rubbed the spot where the dagger snapped and wiped away the dirt and dust. Just like Servi said, there wasn’t any sign of a wound at all.

“I never thought about it that way… Wouldn’t make sense to wear something weaker than my body, right? I guess I could stroll into battle with a bikini, and I’ll be better protected than a man in full plate iron.”

“That’s a funny image… But if I’m being serious, you can wear pretty much anything. Servy, since I washed your hair…can I ask you…to do something for me?”

The water rushed against the basin’s walls as Servi got to her knees. She turned around and sat down, her breasts being a direct target for Momo’s eyes. She found it hard to look away… “Anything at all.”

Momo also got to her knees and turned around, presenting her beautiful back to the girl she loved. It was just her back at first since the rest was still underwater, but… It was so pretty…and smooth. And the nape of her neck was asking to be kissed and caressed.

But that wasn’t what Momo was going to ask. She hunched forward just a little bit, stopping right when her perky butt poked out of the water. What Momo lacked in the chest variety she made up for in her lower body. Her legs were exceptionally smooth, from her thighs to her rump, which was toned and soft at the same time.

She’s so goddamn beautiful…

“Grampy said that I should only let the people I trust touch my tail… Servy, can…you wash it for me? And Itarr… When you get a body, I’d like to ask the same thing... For a Singi, this is one of the most important things I could ask… I know we’re the bestest of friends, but this is me putting my dupla where my mouth is… It’s proof of our closeness.”

Servi smiled. “I’ll be honored to wash your tail, Mosie… I’ve never done this before, but I’ll be as gentle as possible…” The same stuff used for Servi's hair could work for fluffy tails, so she slathered her hand up and closed the distance between the two. Servi didn’t stop when that flash of pink fury accidentally brushed her stomach, and she didn’t stop when her breath was close enough to tickle Momo’s neck.

No, Servi marched onward until her rich bosom blessed Momo’s beautiful back with its warm touch. One hand went to Momo’s stomach to return the embrace from earlier, and the other hand trailed down that gorgeous backside.

She petted her darling Singi. Servi soaked up the feeling of Momo’s exquisite skin until its very detail had been ingrained into her very fingertips.

Only eventually did her adventurous hand arrive at the base of that fluffy tail. A surge of electricity seemed to jolt through Momo’s alluring body at the flimsiest glance. Her breath hastened just a tad as Servi worked her magic.

“Rrrng… Mmnn…”

Servi’s hands scrubbed the spot near where the tail emerged from her skin, then moved onto the actual, fluffy pink base. Each time she poked and prodded, using her fingers to deliver a deep clean, Momo’s responses were delectable. She had to drop the arms from her chest and grab onto the metal basin’s wall. Her thighs began to squirm, and her attempts to swallow pleasure backfired. Quivering was the name of the game for her legs, which seemed to be as structurally sound as a tower of rounded marbles.

“Mmph… Servy… It feels so good… Mmmmnnn…” Momo bit her lips and panted like a beast in heat.

Servi continued to smother that pink tail in warmth and love, going all the way to the very end. Her hand curled around the tip, and while she did grab it to slide her hand around it, it was nothing more than a small, harmless pinch.

Momo’s still reacting, but it’s not as strong… So I guess she isn’t as sensitive at the top? It probably has something to do with the nerves. There might be a cluster right at the base which controls movement. One might be stretched along the tail for added control—wait, what are you doing?

Servi, you can ask about anatomy later. You have a beautiful girl literally squirming from your touch… Focus on that…

Servi agreed with her internal self before doubling back and approaching the base. At this point, she was teasing the girl while delivering many, many friendship kisses and licks to her neck. Her chest kept pushing in until her breasts were squished against Momo. That was when she moved up and down, her hard nipples sending their own affection. And the hand on Momo’s stomach rubbed around in a small circle while veering dangerously close to the girl’s promised land.

“Aaahhh…. Aaahhhh… Mmmmmnnnnnn!!!!! Kyaaaa!!!” Momo arched her back as a thunderous orgasm surged through her body. It had been building for a while, and since she hadn’t had a chance to relieve herself in weeks…

This was far overdue for the backed-up girl.

Her knees failed to keep her standing as liquid gushed out of her crotch. Her glistening thighs reflected off the basin’s shiny and metallic surface. Servi saw just how wet and slimy Momo’s pussy was.

Servi helped Momo down into the water and held her close to her chest. She breathed passionately, warming Servi’s erect nipple in her hot breath. Her mouth came very close to latching on and sucking like a nursing baby, but it never went that far. What did go that far was the lovely embrace the two shared that lasted well over ten minutes.

She’s so adorable and precious… And she came so hard… From her tail alone... If I used my tongue… I wonder how loud I could get her to moan… I want to taste her so badly… Tonight… Momo, I want to make love to you tonight… More than anything in the world… I want to sleep with you as a woman… I want to be your lover…

“Momo,” Servi said when the Singi pushed off and away. She exasperated a hearty moan and leaned back. A blissful expression still had a spot on her face. Her cheeks were red and flushed like a tomato. “Did I do good…?”

“Very…very…good… Servy, that was incredible…”

She made me…with only my tail… If…she were to touch me directly… Her fingers inside me… Woah… Or what about her tongue… And look, you aren’t embarrassed at all…

Servi returned to sitting by Momo. Before she could fish her hand from the water, Momo changed her mind, stood up, and straddled Servi’s lap. “You don’t mind if I ask for a hug, right? Even though we’re surrounded by this hot water, I’m feeling just a little bit cold.” She grinned because she used the same excuse as Servi.

Servi did as her lovely Singi asked and wrapped her arms around her drenched lover. Then one hand adventured up her sexy back and onto her head. A palm caressed the rosy cheeks of a girl so bewitching that Servi didn’t think there was anything prettier in all the land. “I’m… Not too heavy, am I?” Momo leaned forward and kissed Servi’s head. In the process, she pressed her nipples against Servi’s breasts, and it was like they were getting very well acquainted with each other.

“Not at all…” replied Servi, who placed a small smooch on Momo’s chin. She then straightened her back and touched their foreheads together. It seemed as if hearts appeared in place of their pupils as it was obvious they were deeply in love with each other. The sparks of affection were crackling like the rampaging storm of a powerful hurricane. Anyone at all could see the care they had for the other.

Momo’s tail whipped around like a speeding arrow before curling around her hips. It was mighty flexible this morning, and Servi didn’t ask for permission when she touched it. There was just no need to since the Singi and Human shared such an intimate moment involving the cute, fluffy appendage.

“It’s soft, you know… Almost like a bed of cotton…” Servi whispered.

“It better be! I take excellent care of it because it’s the only one I have. Thank you again, Servy, for washing it…” This time, Momo came dangerously close to kissing Servi straight on the lips. The attack she launched was to the bridge of her pretty nose. Servi shifted her weight and ran her hands up and Momo’s sides. They ventured down to her hips and up to the sides of her blossoming chest.

Her thumbs came so close to massaging her nipples.

Finally, Servi’s hands came to a sudden stop on a pair of pink ears. “Can you scratch me right here?” Momo pointed to a spot right near her right ear.

“I can. It’s gonna cost you.” Servi lightly rubbed the spot with her nail. A purr came from Momo’s throat. Her very body felt like putty, ready to be molded by her lover. Her payment for this display of lovely affection was a total of ten kisses, and she made sure to add on an extra five.

It’s kinda funny how I was so nervous at first… Now we’re kissing each other as if it’s something we have done for years. Tonight… I need to make sure I do that one thing… After that, I have nothing else I can offer to her except my body… And I know—I just know that’ll happen. My confession is ready on the tip of my tongue… It sucks I won’t have those dango or that tea, but that’s fine. A kiss is going to be sweeter and more delicious than any old dessert.

Ten minutes later, both girls stood up out of the water since they couldn’t spend all day soaking together. They had to wash their bodies quickly, and they did that while kneeling and staring at each other.

This relationship had progressed to the point where neither of them wanted to hide their lustful gazes. Momo stared at Servi’s chest while licking her tongue, and Servi focused on that delicious crotch…

She just couldn’t wait to slip her tongue inside and get a rightful taste of the girl she loved.