**Please be advised that this chapter contains explicit sexual content and language, which may not be suitable for all readers. Viewer discretion is strongly recommended.**
Master Theo, I... Ely's voice trails off as she struggles to find the words. She knows that the bond they share is special, and she doesn't want to ruin it with cliches or overly dramatic confessions. Instead, she lets her actions speak for her, her hands moving with more purpose over his back, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and adoration. She leans in closer, her breasts pressing against his back, and whispers, "Thank you for allowing me to serve you in this way."
Her hands glide over his shoulders, the soap creating a slick trail of bubbles. Her thumbs trace the lines of his muscles, and she feels his body respond to her touch. It's a silent declaration of her feelings, a way to show him without using the tired words that so often fell flat in stories.
Theo leans back into her touch, his eyes closing in pleasure. "You don't need to thank me, Ely," he says, his voice low and warm. "I am the one who should be saying thanks...Ahh.. It's feel nice."
Their closeness in the water, the warmth of their bodies, and the intimacy of the moment make her want to purr. She's never felt so alive, so connected to another being. And as she washes him, she knows that she'll do anything to protect him, to make him happy.
With a gentle smile, Ely takes the soap and begins to wash Theo's body, her movements deliberate and sensual. She uses her body to please him, her breasts brushing against his skin as she leans in to wash his neck and shoulders. Her tail flicks with excitement as she feels his growing arousal, and she knows that she has the power to bring him to new heights of pleasure.
Her hands glide down his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs before moving lower to wash his groin. She takes his penis in her soapy hands, her touch firm and sure, her eyes never leaving his. "I will always be here for you, Master Theo," she whispers, her voice a soft purr.
Theo gasps, his eyes snapping open to meet hers. He can see the sincerity in her gaze, the unbridled passion that fuels her every action. "Ely," he breathes, his voice filled with desire.
The tension in the air is thick, and Ely feels it coiling in her belly. She knows that this moment is significant, that it could change everything between them. With a deep breath, she takes his dick in her mouth, her tongue swirling around him. Theo's moan is all the encouragement she needs, and she devotes herself to pleasing him, her mind and soul focused solely on bringing him to climax.
Their connection is palpable, the water around them seemingly charged with the energy of their passion. The world outside the bathhouse fades away, leaving only the two of them in this private sanctum of pleasure.
Ely's eyes widen with surprise and delight as Theo holds her from the back, his strong arms enveloping her in a warm embrace. She feels so small yet so safe in his arms, a feeling she's never truly experienced before. She leans back into him, her tail wrapping around his waist, purring contentedly as he calls her his "dear kitten."
Her own hands come to rest on his chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles and the steady beat of his heart beneath her palms. The water sloshes gently around them as she tips her head back, offering her neck to him in a show of submission and trust. "Master Theo," she murmurs, her voice filled with longing and hope.
Theo leans down, his breath hot on her neck as he kisses her gently. She feels a shiver run down her spine, and she arches her back, pressing herself closer to him. His hands glide over her body, exploring every curve and contour of her feline form, as if he's memorizing her. "Ely," he whispers, his voice filled with need.
Their bond, forged in battle and loyalty, has grown into something more. Something deeper, something that transcends their roles as master and servant. Ely knows that she's found her place in Theo's heart, and she's determined to cherish it, to nurture it, and to be there for him in every way he needs her.
Theo's hand moves between her thighs, and she opens for him without hesitation, her body craving his touch. His fingers find her clit, and she gasps, her hips bucking against his hand. The pleasure is intense, and she feels it building, threatening to consume her. "Don't hold back," he whispers, his breath hot on her ear. "Let it all out."
And so, she does. She lets go of her inhibitions and allows the wave of pleasure to wash over her, her body trembling in his arms. She cries out, her orgasm a testament to the depth of their connection. And as she comes down from the peak, she knows that she's found something truly special in Theo, something that she'll fight to keep with all her might.
The bath water swirls with their combined love juices, a crimson tint painting the surface as they both chuckle at the sight. It's a moment of shared intimacy that goes beyond the political games of the court. Ely collects the bathrobes, her movements graceful despite the intense passion that just transpired between them. Her bottom is wide open to Theo's gaze, a silent invitation that he can't resist.
Theo's cock, still hard from their encounter, slides into her with one swift motion, tearing through her hymen. She cries out in a mix of pain and pleasure, her body tensing around him. He kisses her back gently, whispering, "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist."
Ely's eyes widen, and she looks over her shoulder at him, her smile soft and loving. "It's okay, Master," she says, her voice shaky. "Your desire for me is the greatest gift."
Theo, feeling a strange mix of guilt and pleasure, holds her tightly, his hands cupping her breasts as he begins to move within her. Her cries of pain soon give way to moans of ecstasy as he hits just the right spots, her body adjusting to his size.
"Ely," he murmurs, his voice hoarse with need. "You're so tight, so perfect."
Ely's eyes sparkle with pleasure as she nods, her tail flicking rapidly behind her. "Please don't apologize, Master," she says, her voice a soft purr. "It's my pleasure that you find me... desirable."
"Ely," Theo says, his voice deep with desire as he starts to thrust into her, filling her completely. She gasps, her eyes wide with a mix of pleasure and surprise.
"Yes, Master," she responds, her body already adjusting to his size. "Your cock feels so good inside me, nyan."
Their movements in the water are fluid and natural, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself. Theo's hand moves to her clit, his thumb stroking it gently as he continues to fuck her from behind. She arches her back, pushing herself onto him, her breasts bobbing with each thrust.
"I'm going to cum," Theo warns her, his breathing ragged.
"Cum in me, Master," she purrs, her voice a desperate plea. "I want your seed, your love."
Theo obliges, his cum spurting deep inside her with a groan, filling her up and marking her as his. Ely cries out, her pussy clamping down around him as she reaches her peak once more, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
As they both catch their breath, Ely turns in his arms, her eyes shining with love and devotion. "I'm yours, Master Theo," she says, her voice sincere. "Always."
Theo kisses her gently, his heart swelling with affection. "Yes, You are mine. Ely," he whispers. "Forever and always."
After they finish their passionate love-making in the bath, the maids, who had discreetly retreated behind a screen, return to help them out of the water. The young women's eyes are filled with envy as they look at Ely, their cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. They know what has transpired and can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Theo, oblivious to their reaction, gets dressed with their assistance, while Ely, her fur still wet and matted in some places, tries to compose herself.
Once dressed, Theo leads Ely back to his chamber, where Lily is waiting for them, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Good for you, Ely," she says, her voice teasing. She had heard the sounds of passion and knew exactly what had transpired between the two.
Ely blushes deeply, her ears folding back slightly in embarrassment. "Thank you, Lily," she says, her voice a soft murmur.
"Master Theo, please eat your breakfast," Lily says, holding out a tray with a warm, steaming meal. "It's still fresh from the kitchen."
Theo takes a seat at the table, and Lily holds a spoonful of food to his lips. "Ahh," she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Theo opens his mouth and takes the bite, his gaze never leaving Ely's. Despite the playfulness, he feels a deep sense of contentment, knowing that she is truly happy to serve him in every way.
smiling warmly "See, Ely, we can all share in the joy of serving our master," Lily says, her tone light and playful as she feeds Theo another spoonful of food. "It's what we were born to do."
Ely nods, a small smile playing on her lips as she watches them interact. "Yes, Lily," she agrees, feeling a sense of belonging she's never experienced before.
Theo reaches out and takes Ely's and Lily's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Thank you both," he says, his voice filled with gratitude. "I'm lucky to have such sweet and sexy companions."
"Oh, right, I forgot to mention," Lily says, her voice filled with excitement. "The three princesses requested an audience with you, Master Theo. They've heard so much about the hero." She winks at him. "It seems your charm is spreading throughout the kingdom, even before you've officially taken your place as Duke."
Theo nods thoughtfully. "I see. I'd be happy to meet them," he says, his eyes flicking to the clock on the wall. "When would be a good time for them?"
"How about at 12 o'clock, in the garden?" Lily suggests, her smile growing wider. "It's such a lovely spot for the meetings, and the empress thought it would be a perfect setting for the hero to mingle with the royalty."
Theo agrees with a nod. "12 o'clock in the garden it is," he confirms, his gaze returning to Ely and Lily. "Will you two accompany me?"
Ely and Lily nod eagerly. Ely, her tail swishing back and forth. "Of course, Master Theo," she says, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I'd be honored to be by your side."
Lily nods, her own excitement palpable. "Good, I'll make sure everything is prepared. Now, eat up," she says, placing another spoonful of food to his lips. "You'll need your strength for the day ahead."
Theo opens his mouth obediently, allowing Lily to feed him, The meal is a delightful interlude, filled with laughter and light banter. The three of them enjoy the food and each other's company.