Dashing Devil Omnibus 2: Books 4-6, page 47
When he walked through the door, Boyd nearly tripped over his tail as it lashed out randomly in surprise.
Mindy stood a few yards beyond the door waiting for him with a sly smirk on her darkly painted lips. The mirth he sensed in her voice shone in her eyes as his own went wide and his jaw dropped. The gothic beauty wore a swimsuit with a sheer mesh coverup that fell to her shins over it but was left open in the front. Both were black, of course, and neither covered much of her glorious milky skin.
His Gestalt had him release the deep rumbly purring sound all his loves seemed to enjoy while he took her in. The bikini was made of what he assumed was a faux, water-friendly, velvet edged with some lace detailing. A single purple bow was set between the cups that struggled to contain her prodigious breasts.
The bottoms barely covered her thicc assets, with a black strap running around the thinnest part of her waist connected to the top of the black bikini bottoms by a mesh of lace. It brought extra attention to the narrow waist of her dramatic hourglass figure.
Mindy wasn’t as fit as his other lovers, having just the slightest rounding of a belly which only added delicious lines to all the other slopes he was looking forward to having free reign over. His mouth started watering as he imagined what it would be like when his tongue and lips could explore every inch of her.
Other than the bikini and the cover-up that covered nothing, she wore only the choker he’d made for her and a lighter version of her standard makeup. She had a little eyeliner, likely some mascara, and darkly painted lips, but the dramatic contouring and eyeshadow were notably absent.
Boyd loved both, but the lighter makeup hinted that she worried it might get messed up—which was a good sign, as far as he was concerned.
“Kuh-he!” She giggled as her sly smirk morphed into something altogether more pleased. “Finally, not a single thought about how I used to look. You kept making me want to ask for cake for dinner.”
Boyd just kept staring, having registered the words but not having the remaining mental resources required to process a response.
“Kuh-he! Come here.” Her smile grew with her little giggle as she held her arms extended toward him.
Boyd managed to figure out how his legs worked again and strode forward more eagerly than his prideful Gestalt would have liked, but Mindy adored. He felt it on their Bond as soon as she stopped suppressing it, right when his hands found her soft and shapely waist while her fingers interlaced around his neck.
“Kuh-he!” Mindy giggled again, her pale cheeks heating with a light blush. “That’s not what happened. I didn’t release it, although I planned too, shortly. You overpowered me. You always could have, but your Gestalt didn’t bring it up because he agreed that it wouldn’t be proper.”
Boyd didn’t have to wonder what had changed. Like his Gestalt, he took her choice of attire as confirmation that she planned the date to end with more intimacy. They had overpowered whatever had blocked them to make sure that was indeed what she intended.
She certainly felt ready, especially when she rose up on the toes of her bare feet while pulling down on his neck until their lips met in a kiss. It was slow and lasting, their lips locking together while their tongues rolled in a languid dance.
Boyd shuffled forward during it, wrapping his arms and wings around his love. He reveled in her heat and the pliancy of her pillowy breasts as they pressed into his chest and her thighs shifted slightly against his legs.
He wore a pair of shorts, having grabbed them after a quick shower. He enjoyed Tinker’s shirts, and wore them fairly often, but he noticed that if wore them more than two in three days, certain parties would start making subtle comments and he would hear grumbled complaints. And by certain parties, he meant everyone but Tinker and Daisy—though rumor had it the latter had complained, just to Laura, in private.
Eventually, Mindy pulled away from the kiss with another breathy giggle. “Kuh-he! Come on, I have everything all set up.”
She tried to pull out of his arms but found herself very stuck as his lips returned to hers to continue the lovely kiss. He felt that she hadn’t wanted it to end—not really.
She melted back into him for another long moment before purring into his mind, ‘Of course I don’t want it to end, but we have all night.’
He felt her assert enough control over his body to slip away.
“Now, follow me.” She turned and began to strut away, putting an extra sway into her already attention-grabbing hips that made trailing behind her no problem at all.
“Kuh-he!” She giggled again as his eyes locked on her amazing ass as it rocked ahead of him. Her bikini bottoms didn’t cover those splendid globes completely, and the little jiggle that moved through the visible portion with each step was just… so much fun to watch.
Boyd wasn’t sure how they got there, but the next thing he knew he was passing through the luxury locker room. He only noticed the change in location because Mindy broke his concentration long enough to pull down his shorts and wrap a towel around his waist.
“Bath date?” Boyd asked with a raised brow, now that the spell was broken. He would have suspected her of using her Power on him, but she hadn’t been touching him.
“I thought it would be fun,” she smiled as she turned to continue towards the massive baths. Partially to avoid falling under the sway of her swaying hips again, but also to address the lack of contact, Boyd stepped forward to come up beside his pale love.
Boyd wrapped her up with as much of him as he could without interfering with her steps. His tail coiled around one of her plush thighs, his big crimson hand came to a rest on the curve of her waist, and his wing folded up around her to brush against her shoulders. He sensed how much she liked the warm contact, being a little chilly in the barely-there swimsuit.
She led them into the bath with a pleased smile as the two began to converse in the unique way they’d developed in their teens. Boyd sensed her shifting feelings while she listened to his thoughts, sharing the concepts attached to her emotions back to him based on them. They had spent hours this way, neither needing to exchange a word to understand the other.
As they passed by the other areas of the locker room, she sent him the thought that she had already gathered everything they would need. She still sent him more direct thought words sometimes, including when they entered the bath.
‘We won’t be using the big one,’ she said as they began to descend the polished stone stairs towards it.
The words caused him to reexamine the room. Multiple tiers and platforms with their own stone staircases led down to the central area with the truly massive ‘†’ shaped bath. Large and leafy plants surrounded most of the smaller platforms, granting a sense of privacy. The stonework made the room appear like it had formed naturally, the lighting set up to amplify the effect.
Boyd thought it unlikely they would meet the mountain nymph again, but would remember to thank her, if they did.
“Kuh-he! We’ll see,” Mindy giggled cryptically as they reached the largest platform, then continued before he could ask about her comment. “I’m looking forward to using the big bath, but it’s designed for larger groups. We could have used it with Tinker, she wouldn’t need much encouragement, but it would be a little silly for less than four of us. Five, with Hope that is, will be perfect.”
Boyd couldn’t help but picture his loves in or around the pool-like bath. It looked deep enough to swim in, even for him, through the longest branch of it. Floating around in the just barely steaming water with the five amazing women would be just about the most relaxing thing he could imagine.
Boyd didn’t float all that well given his density, but he’d learned to mimic floating by planting his tail on the bottom and supporting himself with it. His loves could then use him like a floating platform if they wished, or he could cradle them in his wings. The thought of all five women cuddling up to him in the steaming water gave him a lot to look forward to.
“Of course, it would work even better with six,” Mindy added as she led him toward the right of the large pool.
Just like that, Laura joined the others in his daydream and Boyd grumbled to himself about her not counting—yet. He was still waiting to make sure he had more room after Hope.
“Kuh-he! We’ll be right up here, but the staircase is a bit narrow to walk up together.” She led him over to the first staircase that led to a platform on the right side of the big pool.
Boyd begrudgingly released his various gentle holds on his love, although watching her amazing ass sway and flex as she climbed the stairs ahead of him was a suitable reward. The stone stairs didn’t last nearly long enough to properly enjoy the view, and Mindy turned to smile at him as he reached the top of them behind her.
The smell of jasmine suddenly filled his nose. There was another pool of heated water here and, while smaller, it couldn’t be called small. At first, Boyd thought it was heart-shaped, but then realized it had been designed with him in mind.
The point was too blunt to be a heart, being a staircase down into the warm water. At the top of the pool was a large seat. The curves that he’d initially confused for the bows of a heart were there for him to unfurl his wings, letting them wrap around the sides of the pool.
To one side of the pool was another of the big wooden massage chairs that was custom-designed for him. A more traditional, if still large, massage table mirrored its placement on the other side of the pool. To finish it off, a massive Chez lounge—that had obviously been designed to share—sat opposite the staircase. The plants surrounding the platform were different kinds of jasmine, and petals and flowers had either fallen into the water to float on the surface or had been placed there.
“So,” Mindy explained as he took in the venue of their date, “I would like to soak for a little while before a massage. And with how deep you can get… with a massage… I’ll benefit from a little warming up before I let you at me.” The look in her amethyst eyes made him certain the innuendo was intentional.
“Kuh-he!” she giggled as she stepped towards the bath, peeling off her coverup and dropping it to the floor. He sensed that she was feeling affectionate and playful on their Bond, now that it was properly in place.
“With that in mind, I thought we would start with a soak. I brought some brushes to try on your wings, to figure out which you like best.” She pointed to a small basket placed within reach of the large stone chair at the head of the pool. “Then, we’ll sit together and just cuddle and soak for a while. There’s something I want to show you before the duel.”
Boyd frowned, that sounded like work, and these were non-duty hours. Only off-duty activities should be pursued.
Mindy held up a hand. “Then, to take your mind back off work, I’ll let you lay me out on the table and give me a nice long massage, once my muscles are softened up a little by the heat of the pool.”
Boyd supposed exceptions could be made.
Chapter 48
Boyd dropped his towel and followed Mindy down the steps into the warm bath. Boyd could safely submerge himself in boiling water and still be comfortable, but he sensed from Mindy that the water was just right—hot, without being so hot that you didn’t want to spend a lot of time in it.
She walked out to the center, and he noted it was pretty deep. The water reached the bottoms of her amazing breasts. Mindy was six feet tall, so Tinker would be totally submerged at that point. Mindy dipped down until the water reached her neck, and Boyd stared as she slowly rose back up. Her milky skin looked even better wet, picking up an extra glow under the artificial sunlight that lit this section of the bath.
Mindy led him over to the seat and he fell back into it. It was stone, but designed for him. It was surprisingly comfortable to lean back into. There was a divot that allowed his tail to curl in either direction, and the backrest ended under his wing joints. He unfurled his wings, guiding them into the position the bath was clearly designed for.
The bath was just deep enough to allow all but the top ridge of his wings to be completely submerged. After Mindy got him settled, she leaned forward over him to fiddle with a control panel over his shoulder. This left those heavy breasts dangling temptingly in front of him, straining against the velvet bikini top that constrained them.
The light dimmed to something like what photographers called the ‘golden hour’, warm and orange. Then silent jets started churning the water and his wings and back were massaged by roiling water. He let out a hum of delight that turned into a purr as Mindy straddled his thighs and leaned forward into him.
She pushed her pillowy breasts into his chest as she initiated another slow and tender kiss. His hands went to her hips and his tail came up to stroke up and down her back as he returned it. Her darkly painted fingers glided along, kneading his shoulders, neck, jaw, and hair.
He luxuriated in her demonstrations of affection over their incomplete bond.
Eventually, this kiss came to a close and Mindy leaned up over him to grab a basket of supplies, “Now, we used standard suede brushes when we were preparing you for your date with Raev, but I think those bristles were a bit stiff. I brought one of those because you did like it, but I want to try a few others to see if there isn’t something you like better.”
“Here.” She leaned over him to toggle another control, and there was a hum behind him as Mindy said, “Now lean back,” while pushing gently on his chest.
Boyd leaned back and discovered that the humming was a cushioned head and upper backrest rising up into place. He chuckled, “You two really went all out on the baths.”
“Mhmm,” Mindy purred as she ran her fingers over several different designs of bristled brushes to determine where to start. “Pampering those we love is a passion for Silvie, for me, and for you. I wanted to make sure we had a space suited for it. I recognize that I went a little overboard, but with all those commas in our budget, I just couldn’t help myself.”
That reminded him, he still had to give Silvie a bit of a hard time about the baths.
“Kuh-he!” Mind giggled as she selected her first brush and put the basket with the others just beyond Boyd’s shoulder. “I know that you only want to do it to mess with her, but please don’t. She’s still worried about it. Poor girl asked me to get you to promise not to scold her about it and everything.”
“Oh?” Boyd raised a brow and let his fingers curl into her soft hips. “And how are you going to do that?”
Mindy smirked and her hand that wasn’t holding the brush dipped under the water to glide her fingers over his bare manhood. He was proud that he hadn’t risen to full rigidity during their kiss. While heated, it wasn’t that kind of exchange.
Her teasing fingers, though, caused him to twitch and respond.
The hand that had grazed him slid up his abbs, ribs, chest, neck, and around into his hair before she leaned into him. Mindy leaned close to breathe into his ear, “You know what tonight is… not that you promising or not will change that, but I’ll be extra grateful if you do.”
“I promise not to scold Silvie about the baths.” Boyd grinned and was rewarded with another tender, but shorter, kiss.
“Thank you, my kind-hearted little shit.” Mindy smirked as she leaned back. “Now, let me try this one out. Just lay back and think… Kuh-he! Yes, I’m afraid I have to get up for this. I’ll be back, though. No need to be so disappointed. Here, can’t you sense how much I want to touch you? See? That’s better. Now, the brush.”
Mindy proceeded to test out a series of brushes on him over the course of about ten minutes. She decided that he liked to start with the firm suede brush because it got any itchiness right out. He also liked a medium bristle brush being used in a circular motion, but that was an optional step, and it should only be used in the middle, if it was going to be used at all. Then, he enjoyed being finished off with a softer brush in a downward stroking motion because it got the coating of fine hairs to lay properly, as they were a bit longer than the suede fuzz.
She didn’t give his wings a full brushing, mostly because Boyd grew impatient for her return. Watching her work in the bikini was nice, but he craved contact with her pale skin. Mindy didn’t make him wait long, setting the brushes aside and stepping up in front of him.
Smirking down at him, she nudged his legs open, and then turned to sit between them, wiggling her delicious ass into his naked manhood as she did. “Kuh-he!” Mindy giggled as he came to half-mast, pushing into her amazing cushion. “One last step, then you get to lay me out on the table.”
She leaned her back into his chest and seemed to melt into him, head resting on his shoulder as her hands came to rest on his thighs, fingers tracing teasing circles. Boyd wrapped one big crimson hand over her pale stomach, running his hand over the smooth contours around her belly button. His other found one of her thighs, marveling at the way his fingers settled into the soft flesh that covered the firm muscle underneath.
He managed to keep enough of his mental faculties to reply, “Right. Now what was it you wanted to show me this time?” He was doing his best to keep his anxiety in check, but historically, Mindy hadn’t shown him pleasant things.
“Your biggest fears,” she said simply, keeping all emotion out of her voice.
He sensed a little amusement on their Bond, though not enough to make him think she was joking. She wasn’t in a teasing mood. Mindy was warm and content, as well as thoroughly turned on.
“Right…” Boyd groaned but thought that at least he had something to look forward to afterward.
“Kuh-he!” Mindy giggled and wiggled back into him in a playful way that felt amazing.
He twitched. The wet velvet of her bikini bottoms rubbing against him like that was dangerous.
