Kagome Bath Novels & Stories

Better to give in to it and enjoy it while it lasts, I think to myself. "Now, first a shower. Niamh and Aine will help you get ready." She pushes me gently towards the bathroom and the twins follow me in. The bathroom is huge and luxurious, just like the rest of Kian’s apartment. The walls are plastered with Moroccan styled blue, white and beige mosaic tiles and natural slate tiles cover the floor. A bath is imbedded into the floor and overlooks the city, next to it stands an antique looking cabinet filled with towels and luxurious looking oils and shampoos.

Aria calls out again but the maiden just continue walking through the hallway. She sighs as the maiden totally vanished from her sight. Aria looks at the things on the floor and picks them up one by one. She first went to the balneo to take a bath just beside the king's wardrobe. It is her first time witnessing the grasp of the room before she can wholly explore it. The bathrom is made of mud bricks with the bathtub composing of shining ice crystals and mostera plant leaves. The whole place is giving a nature ambiance. She undresses and dip her left foot to the cold running waters and soak herself deep within.

Kim mutters something under her breath, her voice too low for me to catch it, I don’t ask her to repeat herself and she doesn’t say a thing. The air is stale and laced with damp stone and the lingering aroma of whatever is left in the kitchens below. We grab the small towels hanging on the pegs, stiff from being dried out in the air. The bath is cold, too cold, the water biting at my skin as we take quick turns in the omega baths. My breath hitching when the icy stream hits my back, I grit my teeth there is no time to complain. The water clings to my skin an unwelcomed shiver as I dry off fast handing the towel to Kim.

Daphne opened the door a second later, after I told her to come in. “Ah, you’re ready!” She said happily. “Come.” She opened the door wide for me and I stepped into the bathing room, momentarily stunned at the beauty of it. The room was completely made of marble from floor to ceiling. There weren’t any windows but I could see a few ventilators at the top of the room to let air pass. The bath was more like a giant swimming pool with crystal blue waters and several stairs that led to the bath. There were several other women in the bath already, all in white linen gowns like mine, playing and swimming in the water.

With anticipation in his heart, he approaches the door and pushes it open. To his surprise, he finds himself in a breathtaking underwater bathroom. The room is spacious, with pearlescent walls reflecting the gentle glow of the surrounding sea. The centerpiece of the room is a magnificent bathtub, unlike any Joe has ever seen. The tub begins with a large clamshell angled downward, creating a luxurious reclining space. Its sides are built up, gradually deepening the water, and at the end of the shell, there is a well that allows for complete submersion.

Laxian Imperium City Year 30552 A soft and warm breeze gently blew through the strips of satin dangling over the opening towards a generous balcony, caressing Meoni's supple skin as her silken robe fell from her shoulders. She stepped forward, one of her personal servants being quick to retrieve it whilst others two helped her descend into the mildly sloshing water of the bathing pool. Fine flowery scents and woodsy aromas wafted through the air, emanating from the crushed petals and plants scattered into the water and all over the intricately painted floor, along with the natural oils especially prepared for the hege's bathing ritual.

" Umm, then could you help me get ready? Like you were saying. I should look presentable for tonight. " I don't know why I smiled like an idiot when I said that. " Yes, my lady. " Ichiona bowed and headed inside. Somehow she looked dejected since the bells rang for the second time. Her attitude towards me also looked changed. " This way, " she called me. We went inside a dragon's Hamaam. It was a huge bath. The water covered with scented mists. " I diffused the elements to suit human skins. You can soak yourself without any hesitation. "

They were brought to the castle from her home in Mesnar. The bathhouse was not very big, but it was warm and comfortable. Inside the building, steam rose and was mixed with the smell of fragrant eucalyptus branches. In the center of the building was a large pool of water fed by warm springs that welled up from the rocks below. The area around the pool was tiled in black and white marble with a bench that lined the walls of the entire room. Windows opened out at even intervals—six per wall. The glass panes remain coated in steam even in the hot Menian summers. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Termâs asked with a smirk.

He reached past me and opened the door. The room was small enough that the three of us crowded it. Two grease lamps in old iron sconces. A drain in the centre of the stone floor that emptied into the keep's old kitchen channel. The copper bath against the far wall, deep enough for a man, shallow enough to keep his head out, set at an angle on a wooden rest so the water would not slosh when she lifted him. The smell was the smell I had been carrying out of this room on my skin for two weeks and could not wash off no matter how long I sat under the bathhouse waterfall after.

The moment I stepped inside, the scent hit me first. Lavender. Rosemary. A hint of something richer—amber, maybe? The air was thick with steam, curling from the enormous sunken bathtub in the center of the room. The water wasn’t clear but a shimmering silver-blue, almost iridescent, and I realized there were crushed herbs floating atop the surface. “The purification bath is sacred,” one of the omegas explained as they loosened the ties of my nightgown, sliding the fabric from my shoulders. “A ritual to cleanse the past and prepare you for the bond you are about to form with the pack.”