Chapter 41: Helemoira

The water of the bath was the perfect temperature, not that I expected otherwise while in the domain of my God. I sat on Geien's lap as he lowered the two of us into the water and relaxed against his bare chest.

Immediately, I felt my entire body begin to uncoil. I hadn't realized just how tense and sore I had been until the waters engulfed me. There was a scent to the water too, something floral and musky all at once. I felt my eyes flutter closed just a bit as my senses were overtaken with everything.

"Does that feel good?" I heard Geien's voice break through my mental fog.

I hummed and nodded lazily, his fingers stroking the tops of my thighs. I shifted myself so that I was straddling Geien, resting my head on his shoulder and placing a soft kiss to his neck.

"If you aren't careful, you won't get much of a bath, Helemoira."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" I asked with a smile.

His hands caressed my back and pulled me closer to him. "You dare taunt the God of Death?"