Tamaska just sank into the water, not even terribly content to wash just yet. Instead she simply wished to let the heat suffuse sore muscles and the relaxing sensations take away her cares. She almost immediately felt exhaustion moving in around her. There had been so much activity today and now that there was finally a moment to pause it seemed to catch up to her. It was the sight of Sterre stripping out of her attire that kept the troll's eyes from drifting shut. Though her curves did not match Tamaska's own, there was definitely an appeal to the elf. She looked soft and smooth, silky and fragile. Thankfully, before the fallen priestess' mind could get going too intently on that topic, Ife interjected and broke the seeming mesmerism.<br/><br/>The clear crush that had the Draenei had on Bahiyya brought a little mile to Tamaska's still slightly bruised lips. Even the mention of the succubus started shivers to run through her and warmth to suffuse her now tightly compressed thighs. Tamaska bit her lower lip. Just when she thought that she would get a respite from the sexual hungry that she seemed to feel almost constantly now, it came surging back along with many memories of Bahiyya and her<span style="color: indigo">. "Well, she is always in control. If you are ever in her company you are dancing to her tune even if you do not know it. She is... a seductress... like an avatar of lust. She knows precisely how best to get a reaction out of you..." </span>She trailed off, not even aware that her hand had moved to stroke the slight lower curve of her stomach just above her mound.<span style="color: indigo">"Her touch will make you agree to things you never thought that you would and her words... she will get everything from you. Trust me." </span><br/><br/>For a long moment, the priestess simply stood, lost in the memories, and stared straight ahead. Small shivers rippled through her and she bit her lip. When she came back to reality, she blushed deeply upon seeing both of them watching her.<span style="color: indigo"> "Y-yes, I would very much like help cleaning. Thank you, Ife." </span>She managed while forcing her hands to hang at her sides. It was then that she remembered Bahiyya's words about them making her very comfortable. Ife was clearly a little aroused at her thoughts on the succubus. Things could get interesting very quickly. Not that she would complain. Both women were gorgeous in their own opposite ways. Still she could not shake the worry that she would not have much energy left to entertain the Baron later. When Ife stepped close and the soft fragrance of the soap filled her senses she realized that those were worries for later. She intended to enjoy this moment.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>