#beastwoman

[portalmasterdusty]

[surrogate-gaia-art]

The Circus of Chaos is staffed by a wide cast of identities, from the mundane, to the extraordinary. A big family that would do anything to keep the circus alive and thriving.

Piriola is the Master of Music, being the composer, conductor, and head musician of the circus orchestra. She has a love for the piano, and has taken the music by storm with her eccentric and energetic performance style, described as both a "popping" experience and "rocking the very cradle of music".

As a Percht, Piriola still hears the call of nature, especially its corrupted death throes. Her music is often a way to showcase this connection the heaviest, bringing a form of life back through the rythms and melodies of her performances.

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Made in 2019

Part of my Fantasy setting - Warmonster

[katiajewelbox]

Another of the strong female characters in the 90's anime Vision of Escaflowne, Eriya is a leopard-woman who pilots the Teiring Guymelef for the greedy Zaibach Empire. She's motivated by love for her guardian Folken and her twin sister Nariya. The beast people on Gaea face a lot of persecution and discrimination from humans, which has made Eriya into a rather hostile person.

My Picmix features official animation stills along with my digital edits.

[sabrerine911]

Beastman Curved Sword appreciation feat Beth(buff lady), Cerise(marksman lady) and Boc Been forever since Ive done one of these ER comic things(this one is like number 12 I believe) For some context sake, I wanted to make a comic to show my love for my new favorite swords for Beth, and since Cerise pokes fun at Beth's bestial nature I felt like craming that in, and also Boc, pure boi Boc

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, Fusion, College Students-Roommates, Monster Girls) What are Marron and Bra in this AU?

Bra: Kakuen

Marron: Jinko

[savagepowersofgrayskull]

BeastWoman by Nate Baertsch

[eljackinton]

Dori Headsplitter. A Beastwoman Venator Bounty Hunter who specialises in tracking rogue psykers, too many of whom happen to be on the payroll of Lord Lord Helmawr of Necromunda. If she knows, she never admits it.

[lyubov-love13]

Beastwomans henchman are so useless lol their only purpose is to show how strong Beastwoman is when she carries them both under her arm wich is valid

[chibichibisha]

Rewatching Chapter 6 of twst and getting emo about Kero and his backstory 😭 He playing the loyal bodyguard only to be rejected by Idia in the most dangerous thing he decides to do, and then failing.

There is so many interesting details he would confirm in this one:

The Tricarenia having roots on magical beasts blood (and being more similar to Grim because of this than regular beastfolks) and being a even more branched family under the Shrouds from the Jupiter Conglomerate.

His parents managing the security department because they programed "Cerberus" and having very bad reputation on the technological field world (As Kero mentions "They create monsters")

Revealing he is not part of STYX as a member, but since his family business is part of it, he is not considered from "the outer world". He also denies he is Idia's retainer and says he stays with Idia because he wants to.

Kero having a complicated family dynamic where all of their members grew stranded from each other but keep trying to act like "nothing happened"

His deceased young sibling sharing the name "Ortho" and being part of the reason why he was so protective of him despite Ortho being an advanced AI.

His mother revealing at the end she is pregnant with triplets!! (Mom of all monsters keep delivering lol)

[kharrneth]

That Goatussy had him actin’ stupid

[portalmasterdusty]

here are some of the most hardcore Heresy that I know some 40k fans would be yelling at me for doing this.

[heartvisor]

natsumiho is the name i gave the crane juuto as a joke, but don't you think the pairing is a good concept? embodying someone's dream.. that's a form of love too, don't you think?

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about a Yandere Demon Lord. This is Part 1.

Yandere Head Canons:

Defying Destiny

Yandere Demon Lord x Isekai Saintess Reader x Yandere Hero

TW: Voyeurism, stalking, Somniaphilia, dacryphillia, dark content, etc

Part 2

You were surprised to be alive after your cold fiancé pushed you into oncoming traffic when you got into an argument with him… all you had wanted was for him to show you that he loved you, but instead he killed you. Yet your life didn’t end… no. Far from it.

Rather than waking up in the supposed after life, you woke up in the Rerenth Kingdom. A fantasy kingdom in a magical world plagued with problems written in fiction novels. And the emperor explained to you, no, demanded that you to take on your role as Saintess to save them from the Demon King.

The demon king was now your enemy. Defeating him was the only way for you to go home… but did you even want to do that? In your last life and in this one, you were merely another unhappy pawn. The silk robes and dazzling abilities did nothing to shield you from the harsh reality of what your life has become once more… would you ever truly be free? Would you ever truly be happy?

The servants often spoke of the monstrous Demon King who controlled the forces of darkness that sought to destroy the light. A demonic entity none of the people in this kingdom had ever truly seen with their own eyes, but they believed him to be out there… how else were they to explain the supernatural happenings that plagued their kingdom? This entire ordeal made little sense to you since you hadn’t seen many disputes between humans and demons unless they were over territory. Vast majority of the time, it was humans that ventured into the demonic lands anyways. Was this perhaps some propaganda tactic? You didn’t know and you didn’t question it, you simply wanted to retire to a peaceful life.

It took a few weeks for you to be able to control your new holy power, but you were able to now harness it for barriers and for healing. Abilities that would be useless without a hero… a fact that the citizens soon realized so they began to devise another plan. To summon a hero!

Another few weeks passed by and they successfully summoned a valiant hero by the name of Reinhardt. His chiseled face was constantly covered by the taxidermied lion mask that adorned his face. The man was massive and intimidating, yet you couldn’t help but feel there was something familiar about him. You couldn’t place a finger on who he could possibly be since you didn’t know anyone else with an imposing stature like his but that gut feeling never left you.

Reinhardt would often glance you up and down when he thought you weren’t looking. His green eyes would bore into yours until you felt as if you’d be set ablaze. He was terrifying to you. Especially now that you were on a journey with him to defeat the demon king… along with a fox beastwoman fighter and an elven mage who had joined your party due to the emperor’s order. The Emperor didn’t see you to be enough aid to the hero on this important quest.

Both adventurers were quite rude to you at first since you had no offensive abilities. They often fawned over the hero who blatantly ignored their affections to instead watch over you like a hawk. A fact the two women didn’t really enjoy, but they accepted it as the weeks melted into months. And you still didn’t know their names since they never told you (and Reinhardt never spoke).

The three of them often fought and killed monsters and demons while you protected the supplies and healed their injuries. It upset you that your party ambushed them since the enemies usually were unarmed. Majority of the time, it was a one-sided slaughter. An endless bloodbath that you had no power to stop.

You often lied to your peers about monsters hiding, unaware that your small act of kindness would lead to a snowball effect in the future. You had now caught the eye of an entity much stronger than you and the hero’s party… all because you were merciful. You were kind and sweet. A true saintess.

Your softness had made your peers joke about you being a cry baby. The elven mage and beastwoman often jabbed their elbows into your side to joke about the tears you’d cry because they thought you were scared. The dense women never realized your tears were for the innocent monsters they slaughtered on a day to day basis too. You were never scared of the demons or monsters, you were scared of them.

Yet Reinhardt nipped the subtle bullying in the bud by shoving the other two adventures away from you with his strong arms. He always made sure you were safe before he offered his body for healing… which he’d just make gesture at you with his hands rather than speak. It seemed he was fond of you, a fondness you didn’t understand since he never spoke to you.

Reinhardt would often pick you up without asking you and tuck you into the crook of his large arm. It bothered you that he never took off his mask, but he had quite an attractive jawline with the slightest bit of stubble. There was not a doubt in your mind that Reinhardt was likely an attractive man, but that didn’t matter. Since he was creepy.

Reinhardt never uttered a word to you but would always dutifully stand by your side (or carry you like some sort of damsel). He often reminded you of your ex fiancé with his stoic demeanor and his bewitching green eyes. And the staring. You swore you felt bare under his gaze even if you had multiple layers on.

And it wasn’t just his eyes you felt on you, you swore there was someone else watching you in the shadows and the possibility of you having another stalker made your skin crawl. Had you finally gone insane from having Reinhardt be around you 24/7? Or was there something sinister amiss?

Maybe that’s why Reinhardt so dutifully clung to you? Whether his protection was out of obligation or simply because he lusted for you, his presence did little to ease the extra set of eyes. In fact, he made it worse.

Wherever you were, Reinhardt was never far. He was with you when you bathed to stand guard. He was carrying you if you couldn’t keep up with him and the rest of the hero’s party. Reinhardt even began to stay in your tent with you…

He didn’t utter a word when he watched over you whenever you had nightmares. Reinhardt never woke you up from the horrific dreams of the man with pitch black hair and sharp talons pulling you into his lap and having his way with you. No, Reinhardt instead dragged his tongue down your tear stricken face in delight.

Reinhardt knew his actions were wrong, but he couldn’t help but fawn over your helpless form. You were so weak without his protection… you were a lamb sent to a slaughter that luckily had a herding dog with you. You should be grateful Reinhardt had such an intense interest in you, otherwise you could have perished earlier on at the goblin camps. Or those other two party members would have likely broken a few of your bones from rough housing. You were a frail bird that needed to be locked up at all times and Reinhardt was willing to be the one to do that! He would keep you safe, even if it took you years to understand even an ounce of his magnitude of feelings for you. He was a patient man!

It wasn’t uncommon for you to wake up in your tent with Reindhart’s imposing form standing over you ominously. You’d cry every single time, but he’d make no move to comfort you. Only stare.

Over the last four weeks, you begin to receive little trinkets in your tent on the daily. Delicacies that Reinhardt would immediately pitch once he saw them, but it filled you with anxiety that he was not the one slipping you those gifts… who on earth could be gifting you such pretty rocks and wild flowers?

You were flattered, just the tiniest bit, by the small, temporary gifts. They were much more welcomed than the iron grip of Reinhardt’s arms. Even though the sender made you anxious, it was nice to know that someone took you into consideration. It was a small action that filled you with hope. Perhaps you would be saved from this fate?

Shame you didn’t understand just how much those tiny gifts upset the hero. Your eyes should only be on him. Your entire purpose should revolve around him. Reinhardt wanted to find the individual who sent you these gifts so he could rip them limb from limb. You belonged to him and he would show you that you had no way of escaping him. You were going to be his bride! Whether you liked it or not, the hero had chosen you as his destined one!

Recently, you’d wake up to him laying beside you in your tent with his large arms wrapped around you. His Roman nose buried into the crook of your neck. This was far worse than him lingering in your tent since he had become so physical.

And your peers did nothing about his harassment of you. To them, it was cute that the hero was so ‘enamored’ with the Saintess! You’ve even heard whispers of how the emperor will no doubt arrange a marriage between the two of you once the four of you eliminated the demon king. It terrified you even more because you knew you’d have little say in the matter… your life was spiraling out of your own control once more. This time, into the arms of some brute with attachment issues. You didn’t want to marry another emotionally constipated man! You wanted to have freedom!

You often cried yourself to sleep which only made Reinhardt even more overbearing. He now would press kisses to your cheeks and cuddle his body into yours. Even in your dreams, you couldn’t escape this massive man. If only you could be saved…

And when you drifted off into an unnaturally heavy sleep, your barriers deactivated. An action that allowed the Demon King to finally slip into your party’s camp and take what he wanted. You.

[tamahoshio]

More stupid mixed but also anime husband rambling as i slowly give up on my body allowing me rest, lol

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

I've been reading a lot of Korean isekai webcomics lately and given me an idea of being Malleus or Leona fiance who he didn't even love at all ( liked he thinks they are being too clingy or something like that but in reality they care about them and try help them out with daily tasks and try to bring something interesting to lighten the mood or the very least lift up their mood to at least feel better )

and reader taken over the body of said fiance and just like " I don't wanna get killed, or die, I have magic to help me out so I'll just run away from here " and just left him to venture out in the world maybe settle in somewhere outside of the kingdom to somewhere else in a small village to settle, and when they realize that how much their former finance care for them and realize they are no longer in the castle and looking for them

And what do they feel when they see her ( fae or beastwoman ) with a human male who made her really happy when they found her

Manwha Mistreated Married Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

It's downright unfair to be the only one trying in this arranged marriage setting. Not to mention the lack of care when it comes to hiding their growing interest in this Yuu character. Why shouldn’t you be allowed happiness with your own human, far away from the unforgiving environment of their castle? What’s worse is that they will come running and it is not to congratulate you:

Leona Kingscholar

“What the-”

When he finally does get around to actually doing the paperwork of being a prince

He finds that he’s been sent a constant barrage of divorce material 

And then he’s reminded that he’s been married off to…someone he can’t even be bothered to remember

But he looks at the official Royal portraits of you 

And goes to search 

He wanted to see what he was working with

“Uh your majesty, they’ve been gone for over a year now.”

A year?! Already

So he reaches into the back of his mind to the memories of you 

Reporting how much of his work you did for him or how you gifted him some new pillows as a gift 

It makes him feel itchy 

So he begins an arduous search for you

Something that takes longer than he expects 

Eventually finding you working on a farm 

Clearly making goo-goo eyes at the pathetic buff farm hand

So he decides to pop your bubble, revealing that technically still married

“Oh, I know that. But they’re waitin’ on you to finalize the divorce, y’know?”

Drats

There’s nothing more he hates than watching you look longingly at each other despite being so close

But he can’t bring himself to sign his name

Preferring to instead fight for his ownership of your heart

And if he has to get dirty he doesn’t mind

It just means he’s one step closer to making you return

He wants you to come running back to him

To hang off his every word as he does now

To kiss his knuckles and tell him how good of a husband he’s been

Malleus Draconia

“I’ve misjudged you…I’d appreciate if you returned home now.”

It's a wake-up call to have you laugh in his face when he says this

Usually, any protests would be met with his immense strength and magical prowess

But too bad his grandmother set him up with someone of near equal standing even worse better you seem to have been training

It was a past time for you as you moved into a non-descript village

All to retreat from a spouse obsessed with the first human to express any interest in him

Now forget all the times you attempted to converse with him or let him ramble about gargoyles

Only to be ignored or spat at for imitating his ‘child of man’

Well if he liked them so much he shouldn’t have minded when you wordlessly took a hiatus from the kingdom

No one seems to miss you, your presence is filled by the buzz of a human being around

But when that human leaves for home or turns in to achieve that sleep they so desperately need

He misses you

Finds even he unexpectedly snaps when his best friend reaches to sit in your chair

What strange magic…for him to wish you were present

He finds you easily 

And is surprised when you wretch in disgust when he arrives

And if you’ve taken a guardian role to some poor orphan child they copy the behavior

Constantly reminding him of your supposed dislike 

He’s not fond of this version of you at all

So he lingers like a dog kicked outside

Watching from a close distance as you live your new life

Sparking something in him as he finds you absolutely alluring at every angle

Suddenly that human’s pleas for his return become the static of something irritating

He needed you to come back and if a distraction was what was stopping you then so be it

But you’re so empathetic they might prove themselves useful as the king’s bargaining chip

[blackopals-world]

Fem Onsen Owner!Yuu x Vil Schoenheit

Part 2 (part 1)

Summary- Vil barely survives with his dignity intact after his first appointment but he doesn't learn his lesson. Becoming a regular makes it hard to hold back. This time Yuu has her own ideas when she also struggles.

Warnings: R18, massaging, hand job, vaginal sex, clothed sex, dom!Vil

Vil has never had to swallow his pride. It was his best feature and isn't about to lose ground to some woman.

So why is he here again?!

The first time he showed up at this spa he barely keep his demeanor calm. After going in the spring, he practically begged her to skip the massage under the guise of not having time. Even then she wasn't finished. There was the facial, the essential oil hair treatment, the manicure, and the pedicure.

None of this was something Vil didn't expect. This was his normal spa day. What wasn't normal was her. Every moment she was there touching him, caressing him so gently. She would whisper in his ear, smile, and giggle while she praised him. It was as if she was his lover who knew everything about him, especially his body.

His heart couldn't take the way she would curl her hands in his hair and tell him how beautiful it was. Never in his life did he believe it as much as he did at that moment.

So he returned every week, sometimes twice. What else could he do?

"Miss Yuu is wearing a new dress. Must mean housewarden Vil is coming in." A Scarabia girl whispered.

"This late in the day? We close in a few hours. I wanted to at least take a dip before we leave." A mousy beastwoman responded.

"Relax, it's not like we have to serve him. Miss Yuu does all the hard work." The Scarabia girl said

"Honesty, I kind of want to serve him. The Miss won't even let us in the VIP rooms." A Pomefiore piped up. "I'm sure I could do just as well as her."

"Are you sure you can manage that? I've had several complaints about your attitude." Yuu said condescendingly as she stood behind the girls causing the mousy girl to squeak "I'm not shaming you, Andromeda. You've done well, all things considered, and we have clients who adore your personality."

Andromeda preened with pride as Yuu spoke.

"Unfortunately, I can't have you serving VIPs regardless. They require a bit a of discretion for one thing, and Vil is difficult to manage. If you make a rude comment or mess up any step you'd be liable to cause a blow-up. As the one here with the most experience, and the owner it's my responsibility to see he has a relaxing day." Yuu said stiffly before barking out " Now if you girls somehow don't have anything else to say. GET BACK TO WORK!"

The girl scrambled back to their stations as Yuu smoothed out her kimono. She double checked her hair to make sure the lotus she had fashioned in it was still there.

Yuu had taken to wearing one a few weeks ago when Vil placed one behind her ear. He seemed to have a fondness for the flower from the look in his eye and she aimed to please.

Yuu greeted her favorite customer at the entrance. As always Vil looked perfect. It was a shame that his makeup had to be removed along with his clothes and accessories.

"I know it's unexpected to schedule so late but I had a run in with Neige and would like to forget he exists for a while." Vil sighed with scorn.

"I will do my best to make sure you don't have to think about anything so annoying. I will take care of everything." Yuu cooed leading Vil to his usual room and gave him space to shower.

Yuu as always kept a tight ship so while Vil cleaned up she told her girls that there was no need to work late since Vil is the last customer of the day. She made sure they went back to the dorms in groups with leftover food in hand. She was tough on them but she adored them just as much.

She could handle Vil on her own just fine.

True to her word when Vil was dressed in only a towel hanging low around his waist she decided to surprise him.

"I added a massage table. I was hoping finally you'd let me work out the knots in your back." Yuu smiled eagerly as she lead Vil to sit on the table.

Vil felt a cold sweat go down his neck. He didn't know if he could take it. But saying no would be suspicious.

"Don't worry Vil. I know what I'm doing, just ask Jamil. He loves my massages." Yuu turned around to check the oil warmer for the right temperature.

Vil no longer felt conflicted.

He would forget that he wasn't the only person to receive Yuu's care, but the reminder stung. His imagination wasn't kind as he saw Yuu's body pressed against another's.

Jamil was Yuu's special case just like Vil. Hearing just how much that snake loves to be touched by her made his heart sink like a rock.

He chuffed in response before relenting. As long as he kept calm any unsightly outcomes will be mitigated.

She was right about her skills. She pressed into Vil's back with firm but gentle hands, he could feel his body give in with reluctant pops as the tension was released. Vil let out a satisfied sigh as she rubbed the stretched muscles on his back.

"Such a strong body. Exactly what I expect from my hard-working star." She purred from her position above him. She stroked Vil's sides from the the small of his back to his shoulder blades.

Vil breathed in the alluring smell of bergamot, mint, and Yuu's signature lotus sent. God, he loved that smell. Everything he smelled it flowing off of her he thought about every moment she enraptured him and held him close. Even if it was for work she never stopped treating him this well no matter where they were. It wasn't hard to imagine a world where they were more than just customer and owner but he guessed that was the appeal of such a place made to take worries away.

"OK, You can turn over and lay on your back now." Yuu said politely as she dismounted Vil's back.

As Yuu went back to the oil warmer to soak her hands Vil tried to turn but noticed that he was currently at half mass already. He tried to quickly hide it but Yuu was already back. She didn't notice as she gently pushed Vil's chest to lay him back down.

Vil hoped it wasn't that obvious and if he focused it would go down. If she caught onto his plight he would be mortified. But Vil must have underestimated his size, it was kind of hard to miss even if his "little" friend wasn't at full attention.

She noticed.

She stared wide eyed like she had encountered a being from another plane and was lost for words.

But then she giggled and looked at Vil's mortified expression. Her eyebrows furrowed and her goggles turned into a gentle sympathetic smile.

"Don't worry. It's a natural response. Don't be embarrassed by that. I'm just glad you enjoy it." Yuu soothed Vil as her hand reached over to caress his soft pink tinted face.

This was exactly what Vil feared. This was the part he hated. This woman had a talent for undressing him both physically and mentally and laying him bare to see. The way she found any vulnerability but instead of exposing it like an open gash, she would tend to it. Her warm and tender nature against his cold and sharpness was like tossing cold water over the burning rocks in the steam room.

She went back to work as she oild up Vil's chest. Her finger somehow went from massaging to caressing every detail of his body. Vil took very good care of himself. His muscles were defined but soft and his skin gave off a burning heat. Yuu was getting distracted.

She tried to regain focus, but she must have given a shameful display as she bit her lip and pressed her thighs together. She shouldn't have such thoughts! It was disrespectful to Vil-sama and he deserved better than that. She felt awful but at the same time, Vil was so beautiful.

She pushed forward and cleared her head as she moved downward. She had to finish with his legs and tried to ignore the soldier standing at full attention now under Vil's towel. She shouldn't look but she kind of needed to.

The two were both surprised as Yuu rubbed Vil's thigh her hand brushed against his strained length. Vil let out a gasp of air like he was in pain.

Yuu's ears instantly perked up she heard it. She never wanted to cause him any discomfort. It was her job to make him feel good.

"It must be difficult." She said her hand trailing across his thigh. "Poor thing. I should have been more thoughtful but I guess I don't understand how a man's body works. I can help if you want."

As she did this her hand drifted towards Vil's length and could feel it twitch as her hand wrapped around it.

Vil didn't remember his exact response other than a strained moan. He wasn't sure because once she touched him there he forgot all reason.

Still he believed his response was along the lines of "You were the one who caused this so take a bit of responsibility."

Either way, she fumbled to remove the towel that served as a barrier and slowly but clumsily began stroking him with her oiled hand. She seemed unsure of how much pressure was necessary as she listened for Vil's responses.

Yuu eventually found the pase that he liked and began jerking him in earnest. It felt so strange. Despite not being touched Yuu felt a wetness between her thighs. She felt so unlike herself, she wasn't usually like this. She was supposed to be dignified as the madame but now she was acting like a common Soapland prostitute giving happy endings. Somehow this distress didn't stop her as her desire to serve won over.

Her Kimono was too tight. She wanted to take it off so badly.

As she stoked Vil's cock she couldn't stop thinking about how thick it was and how it would feel. She wondered how I would feel if she just mounted him right now and ground it against her throbbing clit.

"So big." She lustily murmered as she spread the dripping precum around the head.

Vil couldn't take it anymore as he sat up and grabbed the hand that held him.

"Stop." He ordered as he removed her hand.

Yuu's felt a flash of fear in her as an icy chill ran through her vain.

"I-I'm sorry! I've never done this before." Yuu knew this was a bad idea. Now Vil probably thinks she's not only incompetent but also a harlot. What had gotten into her?

"Shut up." Vil said simply, too pint up to say it clearly. He needed her now. He needed to touch her.

He pulled her on top of him as she scrambled to keep up.

"Vil?" Yuu asked in shock.

"I don't want just some handjob. I think you can do better than that. You're proud of your 5-star service so I want 5 star quality treatment." Vil said pressing his body against hers.

Yuu blinked owlishly trying to find the words to respond. When she found none to convey she nodded. Her hand reached around to grab the knot of her obi and pulled it loose.

Vil felt smug at her reaction. She willingly submitted to his whims. She always gave so much and now he just wanted to take.

Vil pressed his face into the crook of her neck. The heady scent of lotus filled his senses. He had associated this scent with her. He had gone as far as filling his room with candles and incense with it so he didn't have to sleep without it. He could pretend for a moment that she was there every night. But candles couldn't compare to the real thing. Her's was more delicate. He knew it was because she didn't use perfume, the scent came from long spa baths where she would stain her skin with wine and flowers.

Vil pulled the loosened kimono open and ran his hands around the outline of her body.

"My beautiful lotus, you look better than I ever imagined." He whispered in her ear as his hand traveled to her breast and pulled down the wrap that covered her.

Her breasts were softer than Vil imagined, and he loved the way she leaned into his grasp.

"Good girl." Vil murmured as his other hand trailed up her thigh till it reached her lovely pair of lace panties. "Oh? What are there for? Are you expecting a special guest to relieve you of these?"

"I just like them. They look the part for a woman of notoriety, you of all people know that looking the part should encompass all layers." Yuu huffed.

"I'm sorry, Lotus. I was presumptuous and since you enjoy wearing them so much I'll let you keep them on." Vill smailed teasingly.

Yuu gave him a quizzical look before Vil answered by slipping his hand into her panties.

Yuu squeaked in response as Vil explored between her lips.

"You're b-bold." She stuttered already trembling as she held Vil's wrist.

"I've been patient, love. I didn't intend to act on it until you broke our little agreement to no massages." Vil scolded her "Oh my, you're soaking wet down here. Now I have two theories. You either took a dip in your precious spring or you had ulterior motives when you wanted to lay me down."

Yuu didn't look him in the eye.

Vil didn't like that as he roughly played with her clit and watched her squirm before stopping and pulling away.

"Wha? Don't! Vil!" Yuu whining at the loss of friction.

"I don't like games and it would be better for you to be honest." Vil firmly held Yuu's hip in place.

Yuu still couldn't say it. Her pride wouldn't allow it. She and Vil had that much in common.

"I see. If that's how it is we can just make it harder for you to get what you want. Now turn around." Vil ordered Yuu to switch positions so she sat reverse cowgirl. "You said you wanted to take care of me so finish what you started. Then we can see to whether I'll take care of you."

Yuu wrinkled her nose. Vil was a bit too bold and demanding. One rule of the Onsen was that she was in charge and when it comes to her costumer's treatments she called that shot. I'd didn't matter what they thought they wanted, she'd give them what they needed. Vil would be taken care of alright.

She rubbed her still oil-slicked hands down her inner thighs. She looked back at Vil and winked before pressing his cock firmly between her soft thighs.

"Fuck." Vil swore under his breath as his hands firmly pressed into her hips.

Yuu began giving Vil the massage of his life as she shifted her thighs up and down. The oil, and Vil's pre-cum made her thighs feel wet. Yuu took the chance to make her desires come true as she moved her panties to the side and began grinding against Vil's cock.

"It feels even bigger. Must be hard to hide this." Yuu teased.

Vil felt irritation bubble up but that was mostly caused by how overwhelmingly turned on he was.

He freed himself from the wet confines of her legs and pulled himself to his knees and pulled her to sit on all fours. Yuu yelped but compiled eagerly.

"You little minx. You really are too much."Vil said pulling the robes off her. "Let's finish our game."

Yuu could already feel her legs trembling as Vil entered her.

Vil bit his lip as he took in the feeling of Yuu's tight velvety pussy. Her beautiful whimpering moans sounded like music to his ears.

"I still never got my answer. Was this what you wanted the whole time?" Vil taunted as he began pounding into her.

"Mmn!" Her moans were indistinct.

"You can do better than that. I want an answer." Vil ordered sheathing his entire length snugly into her, grinding his hips as she cried out.

"I...d-didn't do iiIIITT on p-purpose." Her stutters turned into a yelp as Vil hit a vital spot.

"That's hard to believe." Vil wanted her to admit that she wanted this from the start.

"It's the truth!" Yuu cried her sexual haze fading slightly "I just wanted you to feel good. I got sick of hearing you talk about your regular masseuse when I can do just as good as her if not better. I work too hard to be second best!"

Jealousy. It was jealousy.

Yuu shifted so she could see Vil and lean into him.

"Don't go looking for someone else. You have me." Yuu begged.

Vil was speechless. He had never thought she'd care about something like that. Instead of a useless apology, he gave her a kiss. Her body went stiff for a moment before melting into his.

Vil had wanted this for so long. Her soft clear glossed lips against his.

The rest was a blur. He remembered the sound of her cries as he pinned her down with one of her legs over his shoulder. The feeling of relief when he finally came with her arms wrapped around him was indescribable.

He remembered that after she got her bearing she went right back to her usual self. Immediately she dragged Vil in his half consciousnes state and took him to the baths to clean up. Once they were both clean Yuu acted as through their little tryst didn't happen. She put on her robes again, tied her obi around her waist and scooped up the fallen lotus that had been in her hair. When she turned to Vil here eyes met his for a moment before being shifted to the floor. Her expression was of shame, resignation, and hope.

Vil finally understood her and what this all meant. Appearances were everything and she had worked too hard for their moment of weakness to get in the way of that. They both knew if this got out that the reputation of her and the Onsen would be doomed. Even if they loved one another or were dating assumptions would still be made. They had two options: Pretend this never happened or risk everything by keeping it a secret. Neither was appealing to them.

Yuu seemed to forgo the choices as she gestured for Vil to come to the hot spring and just like always she placed his head in her lap and stroked his hair as the scent of lotuses filled his senses.

"What will happen to us, my lotus? I can't get enough of you." Vil took one ohlf her hand and kissed her palm.

Yuu smiled letting her hands run across his body and kissing his cheek.

"We can relax, my queen. Here it's just us. We will forget the outside world for a while." Yuu soothed.

"And when we leave?" He asked.

"We'll wait until it is just us again. Our feelings will still be the same. Right? And I'm patient enough to wait for the right time." She answered.

(I finally got this out of my drafts and yall can stop asking for part two. It's here. Might write a fic with a different character coming to the springs. )