After the two fighters scurried from the Bluegale house, Kalon finally met eyes with Theodora.
The slightly older woman had calmed down now.
"Apologies, Kalon. I had no idea that she was trying to record... Thought I could trust her, tsk... They will both be kicked from the organisation by the end of the night."
Then, her face slowly switched from rage to a slight smile as she approached Kalon.
He had already deactivated Crown of Heaven, but the sight was still fresh on Kalon’s mind.
She approached and placed a hand on Kalon’s chest, feeling his heartbeat.
Her hand was soft and made Kalon nervous. He couldn’t help but glance down at her breasts, which sat bountifully behind her black jumper.
"A Radiant Soul..." she spoke mischievously. "Three affinities, and you’re only a Steel-ranked first-year."
She then glanced over at her daughter, Thea, who was watching with slightly red cheeks.
"You’ve found yourself a good boyfriend, Thea. Let’s just hope you can keep him. I’d love to call him my son someday."
"M-mother! He’s not my—"
"Training’s over, my children, for good. You don’t need my assistance anymore. Kalon alone could probably win the tournament."
With that, Theodora removed her hand from his chest and began walking back towards the house.
He watched as her ass swayed with every step, tugging against the seams of her leggings.
Once she was gone, he looked back at Thea, who was staring at him with even brighter cheeks.
He smiled at her softly.
"Should we bathe?"
...
Inside the private bathroom, the air was already filled with steam.
The large stone tub sat full of hot water.
Thea stepped in first, sinking down until the water reached her shoulders. The dense steam curled around her and quickly hid most of her body from view.
Kalon entered the room after her and settled on the opposite side, the way they always did.
For a while, only the soft sound of water moving filled the room.
They had already discussed the events of the sparring session before entering the bath.
Both agreed that the situation wasn’t ideal, but they were more pleased with the fact that they both beat professionals without any difficulty.
Now, their minds were already elsewhere.
Thea sat still, arms crossed under the surface. Her mind was distracted.
She recalled the way Kalon’s eyes kept dropping to her mother’s chest when Theodora placed her hand on him.
The way his gaze followed the sway of her hips as she walked away.
Theodora’s body was full and mature. Every man wanted her.
Thea glanced down at herself through the water and steam.
Her own breasts were smaller. Soft, yes, but nowhere near the same weight or size. Her waist was narrower, her hips less dramatic.
She had always known she took more after the slender side of the family, but right now it felt like she was missing something that had clearly caught his attention.
A tight feeling settled in her stomach.
Although she wouldn’t admit it, she did not want to be the girl he just trained with.
She did not want to be the smaller, quieter version standing next to someone more eye-catching.
There was no doubt about it; she wanted to be looked at by him lustfully. The truth of it made her feel awkward and embarrassed.
Thea’s fingers clenched under the water.
I could change the way he sees me right now...
Slowly, she reached for her Water affinity. She did not make a big motion. She simply guided a thin current through the steam, thinning it in places, letting it drift and part above the surface of the tub.
Kalon’s side of the tub stayed mostly hidden, but the steam between them cleared enough that her body was no longer fully hidden.
Thea kept her expression calm even though her heart had started beating faster.
She reached for the soap and cloth that rested on the stone edge. She did not speak. She simply began to wash herself.
She drew the cloth over the upper curves of her breasts, pressing firmly so the soft flesh shifted under the fabric.
She worked beneath them next, lifting each breast with one hand while she washed the sensitive underside with the other.
Her thumbs brushed across her nipples again and again as she cleaned, rolling the stiff peaks until they became erect.
She cupped both breasts fully, squeezing them together so the soapy valley between them became wider, then released them and watched them bounce back into place.
Her cheeks burned red as she did this.
It was so unlike her, performing so seductively. Yet she felt so desperate to do it.
She couldn’t see the face Kalon was making, but saw that his head was clearly facing towards her.
She gulped.
That means he’s enjoying it... right?
Without truly knowing, she continued doing the same as she did before.
She tilted her head back, throat exposed, and kept massaging soap around her breasts and neckline.
Look at me, Kalon... Please.
She raised one arm high, better revealing her breasts and smooth pits.
She washed the side of her body in long strokes, then did the same on the other side, deliberately making her breasts bounce.
When she reached her stomach, she slowed even more.
This next part was the most risky for her.
It would be an action that she always did when bathing alone, but now, with someone watching her, it felt forbidden.
With a deep breath, she continued.
She lifted herself up and sat her arse down on the edge of the tub, spreading her legs.
Soap and water ran down the inner sides of her thighs.
Afterwards, she filled her washing sponge with water and held it over her crotch area.
She squeezed and let water drizzle down onto the plump, smooth mound between her legs.
"Nngh—"
She lifted a hand to cover her mouth and blushed red as a tomato.
Oh no... I really made such a lewd sound. I’ve gone too far...
She prepared to stop her show, nervous that things would go any further.
But then, she heard a sound coming from the other side of the bathtub.
It was Kalon, slowly approaching her through the water.
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