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"I don't believe your done at all," he said, and suddenly the an unseen forced knocked her right back into the waters, not hard, but a forceful push that had so much momentum she could not stand or walk against it, and it brought her to be directly beside him in the water. "My shortened name is Erebus, that is what you can call me. I am sure you should take advantage of this time to relax, seeing as you have had a very exerting and stressful day of events," he said, reaching his arms out from his chest and into the water, enjoying the warmth of it himself. "I do believe you humans use soap, but this mineral bath is extremely cleansing and gentle on the body, you will find yourself clean and relaxed when you leave the waters, later on, that is," he added.

The woman in the triangular tub in the corner was now partially letting herself float, her breasts, horns, and head the only things about the surface of the water. She had her eyes closed, and seemed to be paying neither of them any mind.

He glanced over towards the other woman, and then brought his attention back to Eve, turning his head to face her. "I wouldn't suggest leaving a King's presence with our permission or dismissal. People have been made examples of for less. than that."
"This is my bath and aquatics room, I have every right to be here, and do remember that I told you I would be here directly," he said casually. His voice was deep and smooth, like the roll of a summer thunderstorm that passed by. He stood, and climbed from the water, standing out of the water and watching the woman behind them. His pants clung to him, no longer loose due to the warm water, outlining slender fit legs and his member, which hung heavy and soft to his kneecap. "You can free yout upper half and relax in the triangular bath," he said to her, nodding to a s mall triangle filled bath in the farthest corner from them.

((Before rising, the woman slid her small cloth of her breasts, letting their ample handful sized roundness free before them both. She stood and walked over to the mentioned area, and walked into the water, slowly sliding down into the water so that it came to her shoulders.))

He climbed back into the bath with her, and relaxed his broad shoulders. "Tell me your name, I must know what is mine," he said, calmly as if he were appraising a horse or cow, some livestock.
The grey woman came back, slipping into the room quietly and closing the door behind her silently, the only noise being a dull sliding thud as she relocked the door from the inside. She then kneeled in front of the doors, her white eyes looking forward at them.
The door creaked open, and a male figure of roughly 6ft entered, looking almost human in appearance, minus his hair color, which was a bright red, almost the same shade as a toy fire truck. It hung to his midback, which was visible due to his lack of shirt. His skin was a soft nude peach like beige, and his broad yet slender and slim muscled form came more into view as he turned around, showing a healthy set of abs and defined chest, with v lines leading down into his silky white pants. They were loose fitting everywhere but the waist, where they hugged his lower abdomen. He wore no shoes or socks, and his long slender feet carried him to the steaming water. He slid into the waters, directly across from her, and his facial features were somehow familiar. A strong jaw line and deep emerald eyes that immediately noted her clothes tossed behind her.
A female with gray skin of about 5'6 walked towards her, her head shaved to be completely bald, three hos just barely raised from her head in slight peaks, one on the left and on the right, and one on the back of the top of her head which was raised a few inches higher than the others. Her eyes were white, having no color to them at all, and slanted in an almond shape. He had a black cloth tied around her breasts, so that it looked almost like a tube top, only covering her nipples. She wore no bottoms, and walked in beaded sandals. She carried two red towels folded in one arm, and in her other hand she held a chain of silver links as big as her own hand, at the end a key swinging slightly with her pace. She passed by her, only her eyes turning and not her head to take a brief glimpse of her, before she put the large key into the lock, and pushed the large sapphire doors open with ease, as if they were made of paper, despite their huge height and thickness.

She paused, and took the key out, looking to her, and she inclined her head towards the open doors. She walked in, sitting the red towels on a bench made of silver and rubies, and then went and kneeled by the edge of the large diamond shaped pool of steaming hot water that was in the middle of the room. It took up most of the room, the floors around being made of light bamboo, more benches like the one she sat the towel on here and there. The water a creamy, translucent white, almost see through but not quiet clear. The whole room smelled of vanilla and roses, and herbs and white rose petals floated on the water in the diamond. The woman stood, and left, without a word, and shut the doors quietly behind her.
He resumed his casual walk through the doors once she had caught up with him, taking them down a long hallway, with floors made of dark marble stones that matched the doors, except there were no precious stones in them. There were round sconces with water and lit candles in them ever few feet on small half moon shaped tables on either side of them as they walked, and the eastern wall had oval windows every yard or so that let in the almost gray light of what was afternoon there. They passed a feel wooden doors, the wood being so dark it was nearly black itself, but did not stop at one, they just kept going towards the opening at the end of the hall. In the distance, a great, wide, spiral staircase could be seen stretching up six stories, and it was in the very middle of a extremely bright, white room at the end of the hall. The room was so large it could have easily fit a large mall from where she came from inside. It was round, and so white it was almost blinding coming from the mildly lit hallway into a large, circular white room that toward siz stories up. The wide, spiral staircase in the middle was made of the same dark marble she had seen before in the hall, and a dark crimson plush rug was in the middle, stretching from the first step all the way up it seemed. There were a few French style chaise lounge chairs, scattered throughout the huge, rounded room, with black plush cushioning and white painted wood supports. There were also small round, cushioned stools scattered throughout the room with the same black cushioning, but it seemed they were used as little tables, some having plates of fruits, others having black, round, pillar candles at least a foot high on them. There were for entrance ways, one from the North, South, East, and West, the one they had come from being the South it seemed.

He stopped by a stool, picking up a slab of medium-rare meat of some sort, tearing into it as he paused to glance at her. She had such indignation, it puzzled him. He nodded to the stairs, finishing up the last of the meat. Up on the third floor, you will find a door made of the darkest of Saphires that has a curve door frame at the top. Wait there, I will be around directly. That is the bath and leisure aquatics room, I will go fetch a servant or maid to come tend to us as we see fit.

With that he walked off towards the western entrance, which led into a hallway of plain, gray colored stones with only a few lit torches on the wall, and turned off into one of the side doors, leaving her where she was.
His hand rose to his forehead, and he bent his head a bit, letting out a momentous sigh, and then he raised his head to look at her directly.at her, and then folded his arms over his chest. In a clearly agitated tone that matched his stance, the voice once more rang out in her mind. That is my 9th great grandfather. I am the 10th male successor, and Lord & King of this realm. The female he holds is my 9th great grandmother, a demon as well. If you look down by the babes, her wavy horns were broken off by him, when he had her and made our family within her. He threw them down in a celebratory fashion by the babes to mark the start of a seeded line. He walked over to the fountain, and ran his hand down the demon woman's bare back, and over her bare backside, I gather she was rightly proud of this moment, that a sculptor captured as she gave birth to the start of a great and powerful line. Look at that grin on his face as he roars in triumph, as if the greatest war had been a sweet victory. He tossed his head back and laughed, and then made his way back to her.

He stood behind her, towering abover her, and let his right hand grasp her shoulder firmly, but in a fashion where it did not hurt her, but just held her in her place. He let out a low growl, throaty and soft all at once. I did tell you, that you are mine, before I brought you here. A spoil of war in a way, I won your little game of chase, and you are mine. I have had enough struggle from you today, and will not chase you again without punishing you upon catching you again, which I undoubtedly would. Many demon women, succubus women, women of mortality and immortality that you would not have even know of their races, would literally kill to be in my greatest grandmother's position. I have yet to settle into a permanent choice for a female. However, just because you are a female, does not mean that you were brought here for such an honored role. I have never brought a female human here, much less has my hands on one, prior to you. I usually kill, torment, or experiment on the males, or make examples of them, or just keep them after death to strip down to the bone. You are a novelty of sorts, so let your irrational fears subside about the idea of childbirth. His hand swiftly went from her shouider to her hip, and he pushed down so her knees gave out, and she buckled, falling down onto them, still facing the opposite direction. He bent down, and with his other hand pulled her head back by gripping her long, drenched curls, so that her eyes met his as she looked up. I have not even thought of you in such a way, however, if I ever should, I always get what I want anyway.

With that, he let go of her, and turned, walking towards the backside of the giant castle. Two huge black marble doors with flecks of rubies and crushed diamonds were flung open as he approached, by what looked similar to two Minotaurs, except they had horns like a ram would, each having an enormous ax strapped to their backs. He paused in the door way, and looked back to where she was on her knees by the fountain side. I would imagine you would like to have some warmed waters to clean off and relax in, and that you are tired, or hungry, or perhaps both are applicable. Come on human, before my kindness expires. With that, he turned to face in the castle, and waited in the giant doorway.
With no hesitation, his arm slipped around her waste again, and in the blink of an eye, they were up in the sky once more, going back up into the swirling mists once more. Once he had taken them into a height that put them out of visibility of anyone below, for the town was no longer visible to her, much less the river or the figures that had been headed towards them moments ago. He leaned them down, horizontally, and they were flying onward, or so she would assume. He knew where he was going, it seemed. Of course it hurts, but over the years you either learn to tolerate or enjoy the feeling. The voice came in a casual reply, as if this were something of common knowledge. He kept his gaze forward, occasionally dipping to the side and back. Eventually, he started to go into a soft nose dive downwards, and the mists became more transparent as they headed lower, and she would notice the enormous castle. Once they came all the way out of the mists, a giant lot of acres of the silver grass came into view, and he settled into a soft land on his feet, bringing them back upright. Behind them was the rear end of part of the castle, and the soft murmur of a fountain was the only sound other than the beating of his wings. The fountain had a giant winged demon, with its wings spread out, almost similar to him, with only slight differences, holding some winged female by her throat. Her breasts were swollen, and the dark water were erupting from them. Her stomach was protruding as if pregnant, and her legs splayed open wide below her, as she was held above where she would have stand. Below here were various small demons, some male and some female, all of them infants with umbilical cords attatched to them and her still.

He sat her down on her feet, and let his eyes take in her curved form once more, as her wet clothing clung to her body, hiding nothing when it came to her features. You will stay here now, with me, as I see fit.
((....

The figures in the distance emerged from somewhere down the countryside where the city lined on the edge, and were walking ever closer. It was hard to tell what they were, much less there gender at this time. There were three of them it looked like, and they were casually making their way down the countryside at the water's edge.

...))
He simply watched her come up to a standing in the water, and rant on about him with her opinions. He shook his head, laughing, and once again, the voice came into her mind.That water is cleaner than any iceberg in the most artic regions of your world, this I promise you. He stood, and casually made his way down to the water's edge. He pointed to the ground beside him, keeping his eyes locked on her, and waited for her to come to stand beside him. He knew the water would help get some of the vomit off of her for the time being. He turned his head, looking to the right, seeing a few figures in the distance approaching. He tapped his foot, not really wanting to deal with the public of the city for the time being. Come on, human. I have no time to waste. There was a ripping sound, and his flesh erupted on his back, so that his large wings unfolded out once more. He turned back to look at her, momentarily wishing that the water was not covering right past her breasts, and also wishing that she had not lost the contents of her stomach, but maybe that was just how human women reacted when in deep panic? He was not sure.

He sighed, his wings expanding to about half of their full width, and left his hand and finger still pointing to the spot beside him. Please do not make me snatch you up again, human. I am not an asshole, and you should not speak to your elders in such a fashion. I really am in a hurry, unless you want to become a spectacle for the public, being the first human woman here. At thus point, if the oncoming citizens are men, they may want me to make a public spectacle of your kind, and have you in front of them, or let them have you. I really had not intended to publicly disgrace you, or share you for that matter. If it women, they may want me to string you up by your ankles, letting them molest you and then rip you to pieces out of their jealousy, and hoping to show how far their envy to be around me would take them, action wise. I also do not want you dead, I think. So please, hurry up.
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