<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>   O:)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Soap Bubbles | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless titled her belled, horned, sudsy head at the Descendant Ryusei. This…. <em>shower</em> in the Descendant Ryusei’s home was certainly <em>better</em> than what she had elsewhere. It was a shower in the <em>home</em> of a Descendant. <em>Even if it was not as good, she would not say this.</em> Her blue fingers twirled in her long, wet, dark brown hair as she was told time had somehow become irrelevant. This seemed strange to the trickster, as she was <em>certain</em> the other SOPHE humans were awaiting their return, especially <em>her</em> return, to stay in her boring cage, but if Ryusei said so…. “Could be cleaner…” Kyless mimicked, trying to understand this. <em>Either something was clean, or it was dirty, yes?</em> The hot, steamy water ran off the ends of her hair, swirling down her bare arms, and her curvy hips. <br/><br/>“Nervous?!” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless’ wet, golden bells rang out loudly as she suddenly <em>shrieked</em> and turned her entire, naked, soapy body towards Ryusei. <em>A Descendant was nervous around her? Around a small trickster?</em> Her golden eyes were wide, wild and curious at this <em>new</em>thing, this <em>new</em>thought. She leaned out of the bathtub, towards him further, splashing hot water and bubbles from her hair, and chin, and round, full breasts onto the titled ground below. Her dark lips pressed together tightly, eyes still big, lost in many possibilities. <em>A Descendant was nervous because of her.</em> This was very interesting, very interesting indeed. But Ryusei still had not answered her question from before. <em>If it was not time to leave, then why exactly was the Descendant Ryusei here?</em> Her golden eyes blinked just once as he <em>closed</em> the open door to the bathroom. <em>The door was closed.</em> So he did not want to leave, he wanted to stay.<br/><br/>Kyless <em>sneezed</em> then. Not before, and not after, just then, just when she was addressing the young Descendant in his <em>home</em>. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her wet head pulled back and then rocked forward with a <em>un</em>-visible force as she unleashed a sharp cloud of red and orange magical sparks. The <em>pain</em> made her long legs wobble, and her chest heave. <em>No, no, no!</em> Her pointed devil's tail swished behind her in a panic, picking up stray, shimmering soap bubbles and whipping them to the wall opposite her as Kyless covered her swollen face with her sudsy hands. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her tail swished again, <em>distressed</em>, splashing more hot water at the Descedant Ryusei. <em>No!</em> Kyless had sneezed at him, perhaps even <em>on</em> him. It <em>hurt</em>, the sneeze, yes. It hurt. But the shame she felt was even worse. He was a Descendant. He deserved far more than a <em>thing</em> with small magic. She should not have done this. <em>This was a very badthing!</em> Her tail swished sharply <em>again</em>, making her ass cheeks stiffen and more hot water and bubbles spray <em>out</em>wards. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br/><br/>“Stun-<em>ning</em>…” the sick demoness softly repeated, through sniffs of her bright pink nose, and lowered her soft hands from her face. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. As she did, she noticed Ryusei, <em>all</em> of Ryusei. <em>Very pretty, even with soap and water all over his new clothes.</em> Especially the… big <em>bump</em> in his pants. “Oh.” Water droplets caught on her dark eyelashes as she blinked, several times, slow and curious. He wanted to be <em>closer</em> to Kyless.  <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her shoulders dropped as she gazed down at his erection, then, carefully back up to his face again, with a very small, shy smile. He… <em>liked</em> Kyless. Her tail twitched, but did <em>not</em> splash, and slowly rose behind her. He wanted to have <em>sex</em> with Kyless.  <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her hands rested against her smooth stomach as her tail arched towards Ryusei, then stopped, hesitating for a moment. The blue-grey demoness was dripping in front of him, her long legs tight against her warm pussy. But <em>still</em>, the Descendant Ryusei kept his distance. There were no orders, or unwanted touch. The door was <em>closed</em>, but Kyless was… safe here. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her tail arched forward again, reaching for his hand, but instead meeting his arm above it, gliding wet and warm against his firm skin. “Forgive… I did not wish to spl… Splash? Splash. My magic… it is still <em>mine</em>, but it is… fighting to stay.” She could trust him.</span>