Serenith and Kamiko sit together in the hot spring, tucked into a small, high-walled section at the edge of the village while soft afternoon sunlight filters down through the surrounding trees in warm, shifting patches across the water, the faint mineral scent of the springs rising with the steam.
Steam curls lazily off their cleaned, naked skin. Hair and fur slick from bathing oils and herbal potions.
Kamiko sits in the water between Serenith's legs, back resting against the pool's stone rim, while Serenith perches above her on the edge, both hands working methodically through Kamiko's scalp, soft holy magic radiating out from her fingertips with every pass, relaxing Kamiko's entire mind, body, and soul with careful, considerate motions.
Serenith, meanwhile, has been talking nearly nonstop, milking the rare opportunity for proper girl-on-girl bonding for absolutely everything it's worth.
