Echoes Of The Seven

Considering the topic being talked about was a set of matching pocketwatches, it shouldn’t have been surprising when Jaxie took the opportunity to point out that it was time for another cooldown check. It was still a little bit awkward with Alex there watching, but Eris was able to get into it all the same. Not that it mattered much, since her Desire remained solidly at zero.

It was like that for the entire rest of the day, in fact. Using the watch that Eris so lovingly provided instead of her own best guess based on the position of the sun, Jaxie was quick to mark off every single hour and initiate another passionate makeout session. Of course, she did so while interrupting whatever last-minute crafts Eris was putting together in the process of further testing with her crafting trance. Eris didn’t mind at all, even if she wasn’t getting her special resource. After the six-o-clock tongue-fucking, the three girls finalized their plans. Alex would come over to Jaxie and Eris’s in the morning, and the three would head off to Sunset Ridge so they could catch the train that the Syndicate booked for them.

With that, they split off with rumbling stomachs. Jaxie was quiet as her and Eris walked back to the house hand in hand. It was peaceful on the streets. Quiet. Eventually, Jaxie unlocked the front door to their tiny abode and the pair stepped inside. “We’re home!”

There was a sudden shift of movement from the living room. The house was so small that Eris could hear Mr. Kerrot wake up abruptly at the noise.

“Jasmine, Eris? You’re home already?” His voice was tired.

“Actually, we’re a little bit late. It’s six thirty.”

Jaxie and Eris both kicked off their shoes and walked towards the living room. Turning the corner, Eris could see Mr. Kerrot starting to push himself off the couch and slide into his wheelchair. Jaxie braced the chair with her foot so that it didn’t move while Mr. Kerrot pulled his thin, limp legs into place.

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I’m sorry, sweetie.”

“It’s okay. You didn’t need to try and stay awake for us.”

“Of course I did! Both of you are going off to Marrix tomorrow, and Eris had her Gifting! Darling, come here. Let me see you!”

Eris obliged, stepping forward while Mr. Kerrot struck a match and took a few seconds to light the candle beside him. Once the darker room was illuminated, he gasped.

“Are you taller?”

“Why is that the first thing that all of you noticed?” Eris whined. Mr. Kerrot chuckled.

“Apologies. My, my! Look at your hair!”

“Yeah, it’s pretty bright now.” Jaxie seconded. Eris shied away, but Mr. Kerrot held one of her hands.

“Did you get Artisan like you wanted?”

“Yep.” Eris lied while smiling widely. Mr. Kerrot smiled.

“Good. You’re both going to do great at Marrix, and I’m so proud of both of you. Now go get cleaned up- I’ll start heating up dinner.”

At that invitation, Jaxie grabbed Eris’s hand, gave a smile that could melt a steel beam and started leading her down the short hallway leading towards the one bedroom and the washroom. Jaxie’s eyes flickered hungrily- and not for food.

Eris gulped.

In a matter of moments, Eris found herself pulled by the hand into the small washroom and stripped out of her clothes. Jaxie was equally naked, rummaging around in some of the drawers while the bathtub filled with hot water behind them. Well, it tried to. Jaxie had pulled the drain plug and set it on the side of the tub.

“Get in,” Jaxie ordered. “Get nice and comfortable.”

“What are you doing?”

“You were worried about something earlier- well, two things actually. I’m going to help you take care of them.”

Eris confusedly stepped into the tub. Because the plug was pulled, there was barely a half-inch of water gathered on the bottom. Still, it was shockingly warm. While Jaxie did… something at the counter, Eris awkwardly tried scooping and spreading the warm liquid across herself. It helped to abate the chill of the washroom.

Jaxie finally turned around and placed a foot into the tub while holding a handful of items. She lowered herself into a sitting position with her back against the other side of the tub. It wasn’t very large, meaning that their legs were slightly tangled. Between them, pouring into the tub from the side, was the faucet.

Jaxie hung a small lantern just above the faucet, then placed the items on the edge of the tub. One of them was a small wooden bowl with an even smaller brush, and the other was a folding razor. Eris quickly understood, especially when Jaxie glanced down towards the redhead’s nethers.

“You were complaining that you hadn’t shaved, so I’ll help you out. Spread.”

“I… I can do it myself-”

“Of course you can. But you won’t, because I want to do it. Spread.”

Eris tentatively opened her thighs. She gave a small yelp of surprise when Jaxie grabbed her ankles and tugged her closer together. She also noticed that Jaxie bent her knees upwards and spread her own legs. Primarily, it was likely supposed to lock Eris’s legs open and allow easier access. Secondly, which was more compromising for Eris, is that it left Jaxie’s pussy on wide display. The rest of her composure was pushed to the limit when Jaxie’s hands started scooping water to splash it between her legs. Eris already shuddered at the lovely warmth, but then when Jaxie began to massage and scrub the water into Eris’s pelvis, she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

Jaxie spent about a minute washing down and thoroughly soaking Eris’s lower regions (and soaked they most definitely were), before taking the bowl and brush. It appeared that she had already prepared the mixture of animal fats and soothing oils, since the lather was thick and foamy on the brush.

Eris wasn’t sure if Jaxie’s calm, almost clinical approach was making things better or worse. On one hand, her remaining completely professional even as she gently applied the lather helped to ease Eris’s arousal at having her naked girlfriend working away between her legs. On the other hand, it was replacing that arousal with embarrassment at the situation Eris had no idea how to handle. She could have easily shaved herself, but having Jaxie do it for her was such an awkward mix between weird, erotic and humiliating.

All Eris could do was remain silent as Jaxie took several passes with the brush, taking good care to really, really work in the lather. Occasionally, a few hairs of the brush would tickle the crevice of her thigh or get a bit too close to her folds, eliciting a shudder. Jaxie never wavered. When every millimeter of Eris’s pelvis was shining with a translucent sheen of clouded lather, Jaxie placed the bowl and brush back on the lip of the tub.

“Now, I’m gonna need you to stay really still for this.”

Eris nodded, too overwhelmed by a mixture of arousal and reservation to consider anything that wasn’t following Jaxie’s instructions. Still, she was caught off guard when Jaxie grabbed her again. Instead of around the ankles to pull her closer, Jaxie wrapped her arms under Eris’s thighs, slid her own butt forward, and lifted Eris’s lower half while leaning back. In the span of a single moment, the back of Eris’s head was laying on the bottom of the tub, warm water tickling her ears. Her ass was pretty much resting on Jaxie’s chest with her legs spread and locked just underneath the Berserker’s armpits. That meant there was barely a few inches between Jaxie’s face and Eris’s nethers.

“Easier to work with this angle. I can see what I’m doing.”

Eris wasn’t sure whether that was actually true, or whether Jaxie just wanted to humiliate her more with this position. She was glad that she couldn’t see Jaxie with how their bodies were placed. Having to look her in the eye would be too much. Eris heard the razor get lifted.

“Remember, don’t move.”

What transpired was so equally stimulating and shameful that it made Eris’s head spin. Jaxie was incredibly gentle with the razor- for obvious reasons-, taking short, slow passes each time. After that, she would hold it under the faucet and let the gathered hair and cream slide off the blade before returning for a second swipe. She worked from the outside in, carefully navigating the crease between Eris’s pelvis and her thigh- first on one side, then the other. Eris’s abdomen shivered with the odd friction of the blade. Every pass was even more stimulating than the last- especially as Jaxie went over some parts several times.

The most debilitating were the moments that Jaxie used her free hand to pull and stretch the skin in certain ways so that the blade would work more efficiently. Jaxie even pulled Eris’s lower lips to either side so that she could access the tiny stretch of flesh where it met her inner thighs. It was a slow, tedious, and unbearably erotic act that lasted many minutes. When Jaxie finally folded the blade and set it back down on the side of the tub, she used her free hand to rub over the newly-smoothed skin. It made Eris shudder and tingle, but there was absolutely no friction left. Her pelvis was as perfectly smooth and glossy as if there had never been hair there at all.

“All done,” Jaxie smiled as Eris leaned up just enough to see her face. “Now let’s take our bath for real.”

Eris silently slid backwards, setting her butt back down on the bottom of the tub while Jaxie coaxed the last of the floating hairs and shaving lather towards the drain. When they disappeared, she plugged the drain, reached up to one of the little shelves Eris had installed many years ago, and pulled out several small chunks of a chalky substance held in a container. She crumbled the soap mixture in her hand and dropped it into the water. Eris was idly rubbing a few fingers along her lower regions, admiring how perfectly smooth it was. Jaxie scooched closer until once again, their legs were spread to either side of each other’s body.

They were so close now that they were practically scissoring. Their pussies were no more than four inches apart from each other. Jaxie grinned.

“It’ll be easier to scrub each other.”

“Uh, o-obviously.”

Eris agreed, despite knowing with absolute certainty that Jaxie’s statement was bullshit. Jaxie knew it was bullshit too, but the clearly fake display of a ‘totally not sexual’ act was both humourous and very arousing. So, it took no time before both Eris and Jaxie dunked their hands into the already-soapy water and used it to start applying the suds to each other’s bodies.

They went for each other’s breasts, first. Naturally.

Eris was in fascination of Jaxie’s tits. They were quite large, in that there was no doubt, but they didn’t look that way on the girl’s tall frame. They were so perfectly proportioned it was unfair. Eris’s fingers sunk in and squeezed, unable to fit the whole doughy mass into her palm. The only thing better than fondling her girlfriend’s incredible, soapy boobs was the fact that Jaxie was doing the exact same thing to her.

Her fingers felt incredible, sliding over slick skin. Squeezing, massaging, kneading the flesh- they did everything. Soap was ‘scrubbed’ all the way from the top of her breasts, right down through her cleavage, across her nipples several times, and even into the crevices of her underboob. Jaxie didn’t stop there.

Soapy hands slid over every single square inch of Eris’s front- right down her stomach and the freshly-smooth pelvis that Jaxie had so lovingly provided. The water level had risen to the point where Eris could only see Jaxie’s wrist between her legs, but she could certainly feel exactly where her fingers were. They were already starting to pull breaths from Eris’s throat with their administrations. As nice as it would be to lean back and let Jaxie take care of her again, there was something left incomplete from almost ten hours ago. Something that Eris had yet to do.

Eris pushed forward in the small tub, closing the rest of the distance between her and Jaxie. She pressed their foreheads together while moving her hand from one squishy tit to the very center of Jaxie’s chest- pressing firmly. Jaxie raised an eyebrow and easily resisted the pressure.

“What do you think you’re trying to do, little lady?” She spoke through a grin. Eris gave her a quick kiss before tilting their mouths back apart.

“It’s my turn.”

“Are you sure? I’m pretty sure it’s still your birthday. Birthday girls are the ones that cum.”

Eris shook her head with red cheeks, then pushed more firmly. “I… I want to. To make you feel good, too.”

Jaxie’s face still kept the smile, but Eris watched it become forced. The eager happiness that had been there was quickly fading. Still, Jaxie tried to sound as confident as she usually was.

“Sorry, but that’s just the way it’s gotta be. I’m more of a ‘giver’ than a ‘receiver’.”

Eris should have stopped there. Something was up- she knew it. Jaxie clearly didn’t want… that part… of everything. For some stupid reason, Eris decided to slide the hand on Jaxie’s chest downwards, towards her stomach. “Please?”

Her fingertips never even managed to reach Jaxie’s pelvis. One strong hand clasped tightly around her wrist and Jaxie’s eyes turned to steel.

“Don’t.”

The temperature of the bath sank several degrees. Eris felt a lump in her throat, along with a twinge of fear. What was that look on Jaxie’s face? It almost looked like she was afraid. Or was it shame? It was impossible to tell.

After a few tense seconds, Jaxie released her iron grip on Eris’s wrist and let out a sigh.

“Look. It’s not you. I just- I don’t want to do… that. On me. I love doing it for you. It’s so much fun to get you off. You look so cute when you cum and you make the most adorable noises-”

Eris looked down with red cheeks. That let her notice that Jaxie had pressed her thighs together slightly, closing off access to her sex.

“-but I don’t want the other way. Please, know that it has nothing to do with you. I don’t want anyone down there. It just… it doesn’t feel quite right. For me.”

The silence could be split with a hammer and chisel. That, or the faucet that was still loudly pouring beside them. Eventually, Eris gave a nod and pulled her hands away.

“Uh, sure. Yeah- of course. If you don’t wanna, I won’t.”

Jaxie’s smile returned, but it was weak. She pulled the smaller girl in for a hug, who eagerly reciprocated. Eris tried to embrace the sentiment of the situation, rather than focusing on their wet, soapy breasts sliding against one another. Jaxie’s hands ran up and down Eris’s back for a few moments. After that, they started to wander a bit more. Both slid down and cupped Eris’s ass. Jaxie muttered over Eris’s shoulder.

“How about we make a deal?”

“A deal?”

“Yeah,” Jaxie nodded. “You let me have a few minutes to play with you, then I’ll let you braid my hair the way you like. How’s that sound?”

“What? But you-”

Jaxie cut off Eris’s whines by pulling her head back to look Eris in the eyes, then abruptly kissing her. It was many moments before their lips separated again.

“I’m sorry, but that’s just the way it’s gotta be. If you wanna braid my hair, you need to cum a few times, first.

Eris pouted. “That’s not fair.”

Jaxie chuckled, the hot air from her mouth warming Eris’s face. “No, what isn’t fair is how addictive you are. It took everything I had to hold off for this long, now I can’t get enough of you. You’re adorable.”

“Hnngh!” Eris immediately groaned and turned her face away to try and hide the red in her cheeks. Jaxie’s chuckles turned into laughs.

“I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do about it now. I love making you cum too much.”

“Jaxie!”

Eris turned around to hide the embarrassment on her face. Unfortunately, that turned out to be a terrible decision. Once her back was to Jaxie, the Berserker’s hands gently held Eris’s waist. They lingered for a moment before tightening and yanking the smaller girl backward with a yelp. In the blink of an eye, with water splashing in the process, Eris suddenly found herself with her back pressed into Jaxie’s chest. More importantly, her legs had been forced apart and were now held open thanks to Jaxie’s own looping over her thighs and keeping them pried.

Jaxie wrapped her arms around Eris’s torso in a backwards hug. Her head rested in the crook of the redhead’s shoulder and thumbs drew idle circles across the soapy skin of Eris’s stomach.

“You’re perfect,” Jaxie whispered. “It’s so much fun to make you cum, and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do.”

Eris grumbled a noise of protest and brought both hands down to clamp down over her nethers in a protective shield. She could feel the way Jaxie’s chest shuddered with a chuckle. Meanwhile, Jaxie’s hands started sliding up and down her stomach slowly.

“Ah, ah. I already made my offer. I get to play with you some more, and then you can do whatever you want with my hair.”

Eris hesitated for several seconds. Eventually, she pulled her hands away with a whine. “It’s not fair.”

Jaxie kissed under her earlobe, sending a jolt of warmth through Eris’s chest.

“You see? This is why I love you. You’ve got a girlfriend who’s trying to get you off and you’re complaining about it. You’re too sweet- like a… like a mango.”

Eris’s head turned away from Jaxie with a groan and a new flush of red.

“Jaxie…”

One of Jaxie’s hands reached up and gently guided Eris’s chin back towards the face leaning over her shoulder. As soon as it did, Jaxie tilted her head forward and let their lips press together. Any resistance Eris may have still held completely fell apart.

She moaned into Jaxie’s mouth as the tall girl’s hands started to rub oh-so intimately across her. They went to all the spots where the skin was most sensitive, dragging a light touch that sent shivers. Armpits, the crook of her elbows, the sides of her torso, the crease between her pelvis and thighs, and even going so far as to tickle the back of her knees. Then, they slid back up along Eris’s inner thighs where goosebumps were rising like the tide and back to her stomach where Jaxie repeated the process.

In no more than three passes, Eris was groaning into Jaxie’s mouth while her own hands were roughly kneading her breasts. Jaxie chuckled through Eris’s lips and finally started moving her hands in a direction that Eris had been hoping for.

“Don’t worry- I’m gonna make my little Mango feel good.”