Jett couldn't wait to join his elven maid in the bathtub, his gaze locked on her hips as she led him up from the basement and down the corridor of the mansion. His stare felt like an invisible hand gripping Mia's cheek, letting her know exactly how much he longed to bathe with her. Mia walked a few steps ahead, her short in-house skirt swaying and revealing the curve of her bubble ass—an invitation Jett couldn't resist.
I fucking love you, Mia.
He loved it so much he hadn't even noticed they were approaching the bathroom. Mia's sudden turn pulled his gaze up to the ornate doors carved with elven motifs.
Okay… I underestimated this mansion's size.
When they stepped through, Jett entered the changing room first. He kicked off his shoes and padded across the plush carpet to the right, where a small bench and hooks stood ready for him. This side belonged exclusively to the Warden Master; opposite, rows of lockers and benches lined the wall for the maids to stow their uniforms and disrobe into their birthday suits.
"Allow me to undress you, Master Jett," Mia said smoothly, gently peeling off his sweaty shirt and other garments until he stood naked, his cock already throbbing to attention.
His awakening had flooded him with testosterone, and despite losing his virginity only recently, a single thought was enough to send him rock hard. Mia's earlier swaying steps down the corridor had already stoked his arousal.
"Thanks," Jett said, his eyes drifting back to the rows of benches. "So the maids will undress me here… then the rest will change right in front of me?"
"Of course, Master Jett," Mia replied with a poised nod. "It is our greatest honor to assist you in all your desires."
I should have counted the paintings. After I get back to the room, I'll count them all.
Though some faces were unforgettable, Jett had long since lost track of how many maids served in Warden Mansion.
Mia crossed to the bench at the front and opened her locker, the click of the clasp echoing in the still room. As she slipped off her shoulder straps, a familiar heat flared through her chest and limbs. Glancing over her shoulder, she caught Jett ogling her like a lovesick fool, and her stomach fluttered with butterflies as she tugged the rest of her garments free.
Watching her undress is so hot—every curve, especially those bazooka tits, stands out.
"I'm done undressing, Master Jett. Thank you for waiting," Mia said, stepping toward him as her bazooka tits heaved with each breath.
Jett adored those bazooka tits more than anything, and he loved feeling them pressed against his chest when Mia wrapped her arms around him.
Mia lingered a moment, waiting for Jett to pick up the World Tree's seed and clutch it in his hand. The way she gazed at him with such reverence made his grip seem more secure than the seed's ornate container.
At last, they stood before large doors that slid open in traditional Eastern fashion, unveiling tiered pools overlooked by marble statues of women in graceful poses. Each statue held a jar aloft, water cascading in gentle streams, filling the pools with fresh, steaming warmth.
"I bathed earlier while you slept, Master Jett, and cleaned the whole place," Mia announced, gesturing to the pools. "Not a speck of dust remains, and it's kept warm and ready whenever you wish to enjoy it."
"Let's go to the main pool now," Jett said, urgency in his voice.
Mia took his hand and, like a lovestruck maiden, stepped onto the pool's stairs, her seemingly boneless feet dipping into the warm water. Jett trailed behind her. Soon they settled into the main pool. Jett wrapped his arms around her as her tits pressed into his chest and her thick ass pressed warmly against his thighs.
Mia had piled her hair into a bun, leaving only a few strands damp against her neck. Her eyes shimmered with moonlit reflections as she leaned close to Jett's ear and whispered.
"I have yearned for your touch all this time, Master Jett," Mia whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear. "I only forgot my selfish desire twice: once when you obtained your power, and again when I spoke about the World Tree's seed."
"You did?" Jett murmured, his heart pounding.
"Yes, of course," Mia smiled, lifting her gaze to his. "I love you, Master Jett—you're so incredible. I'm proud that it was my idea to bathe with you."
"You sexy elf!" Jett laughed, pulling her close.
Mia laughed, a sound free of any maidly reserve, like a woman in love. She arched against him, the water rippling with each movement, then composed herself.
"I'll wash you now, Master Jett," she announced, slipping from his embrace as water trickled down her glossy, reddened skin.
Jett unclenched his hand and plucked out the seed, eyeing it before gobbling it down in one smooth motion. To his surprise, it was soft and yielding, almost silky on his tongue.
His eyelids slid shut and he fell into a trance, feeling mana from the world flood into every cell, purifying and strengthening his being.
Mia returned to his side, her sponge slick with suds as she gently washed his shoulders. She smiled brightly, her heart thrumming with hope that he might awaken a new ability linked to her.
May you awaken the power to rule not only me but all elves, and rise above the World Tree's status, Master Jett.
For a single moment, the buried ambitions in her heart surfaced, but Mia quietly tucked them away behind her loyal smile.
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