Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 418: Bath house

They sat in silence for a while, the refreshing warm water lapping gently at their skin, steam curling upward in lazy spirals

Naevora leaned back against the stone edge, eyes half-closed, letting the heat soak into her muscles.

Turning to look at him, Naevora spoke "Atleast be discreet; you are openly staring at my cleavage."

Brandon shrugged, not even pretending to look away. "I’m an honest man. Why should I hide that I’m ogling your breasts?"

She shook her head with a soft laugh "Do you talk to every woman... like this? Bluntly?"

Smiling, he replied "Not all women, only to the ones I like."

Hm? Naevora’s eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across her face before she masked it with a raised brow.

She reached up and pinched his cheek "Bastard,"

Brandon grabbed her hand before she could pull away, holding it against his face with a chuckle.

With a grin, he asked "Now then, when are we removing that towel? I can clean your body properly."

Naevora’s gaze narrowed, her lips twitching in exasperation "Never."

He pulled her hand down gently, still grinning "What is there to hide? I have seen them all anyway."

She raised an eyebrow, leaning closer until their faces were inches apart "Then why are you wearing the towel? I have also seen you naked."

Huh? Brandon frowned in confusion "Huh? What do you mean..."

Looking at this expression, a teasing smile appeared on Naevora’s lips "When you woke up in rupture, you should have noticed that your body is clean."

"Who do you think cleaned your body?"

He blinked slowly "So you really... undressed me and saw my Excalibur."

The teasing grin on her lips widened as she licked her lower lip "Well, it was quite... delicious."

What? WHAT? What did this woman do to my body?"

Looking at his expression, Naevora couldn’t help but laugh "Ahahaha, your face... Ahahahaha."

-_- Brandon stared at her blankly.

She wiped a tear from her eye, still giggling. "Oh gods, the look on your face..."

Keeping her teasing tone, she spoke "It was not as big as I expected. Do you even call that an Exhalibur? Pfft-"

But in the next instant, her eyes shrank in shock as Brandon stood up without his towel.

Looking at his dick standing upright, her eyes trembled. W-Wha-

With a proud, utterly shameless smile, Brandon spoke "You may come to find out that what you thought was a worm... was merely contained in its sheath."

"When a holy sword is removed from its sheath, its sparkling blade is set free."

Naevora’s jaw dropped looking at him proudly showing his cock ’W-Why is it bigger than the last time I saw it?’

He pushed his wet hair back dramatically, posing like a statue "Now you are witnessing my Excalibur at its full glory."

Naevora’s face exploded in red and she splashed water at him instinctively "W-What the hell are you showing your master?!"

He just stood there and laughed "Fair’s fair. You teased me. Now you see the truth."

She buried her face in her hands with a groan and looked up at him "You absolute... shameless... rascal."

Her voice came out muffled, half-laughing, half-mortified, the flush spreading down her neck and across her collarbone.

She dropped her hands, splashing water as she sank lower until only her head and shoulders remained above the surface, trying to hide how thoroughly flustered she was.

Brandon’s laughter softened into a chuckle, "I’ll take that as a compliment."

She groaned again and splashed a handful of hot water at his chest.

"Out. Now. Before I drown you."

He raised both hands in mock surrender, still grinning "Alright, alright. I’m going."

He turned, grabbed the towel from the stone floor, and wrapped it back around his waist with exaggerated slowness, giving her one last teasing glance over his shoulder.

"Enjoy the view while it lasts, Master."

Naevora threw a small wooden bucket at him. It bounced harmlessly off his back with a dull thunk.

"Pervert!"

He laughed all the way out, sliding the door shut behind him.

Standing outside the bathhouse, Brandon smiled dryly ’She kicked me out.’

With a sigh, he began walking towards the men’s bathhouse.

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Stepping into the room, Brandon paused for a second in the doorway.

Naevora is sitting gracefully on the floor in front of the low kotatsu table, legs tucked neatly beneath her.

She wore a simple navy yukata borrowed from the bathhouse owner, the collar slipping just enough to reveal the elegant line of her collarbone and the faint shadow between her breasts.

Then he looked at the dinner in front of her. Steaming bowls of rich broth with pork, tofu, daikon, carrots, and mushrooms, a side of white rice, pickled vegetables, and a small dish of fresh green onions.

She looked up as he entered, "You’re finally done staring at yourself in the mirror?" she teased dryly, already lifting a spoonful of broth to her lips.

Brandon chuckled under his breath, adjusting the waistband of his shorts before stepping fully inside and sliding the door shut behind him.

"Had to make sure I looked presentable for my master," he replied as he lowered himself to sit cross-legged opposite her on the cushion.

They began to eat in a comfortable silence.

Naevora watched him discreetly from beneath her lashes, making sure he was actually eating enough.

When his bowl was half-empty, she reached over without a word and ladled more broth and pork into it.

He glanced up, catching her eye.

She gave a small nod, returning to her own bowl.

After a few more minutes of quiet eating, Brandon set his spoon down and leaned back slightly on his hands, looking at her across the low table.

Feeling his stare, she asked "Did you tell Miss Charlotte what happened yet?"

With a shake of his head, he replied "Not yet. I will tell her later."

---

Meanwhile, in Solvyrn city

The narrow street in the old quarter of Solvyrn was quiet at this hour.

Eira and Dhayun stood side by side in front of a vending machine, their breath visible in small white puffs.

Dhayun tilted her head as she looked at the new row of drinks on the top shelf.

"Let’s try this," she said, pointing at a sleek can with a swirling yellow and gold design "It looks new."

Eira leaned in closer, squinting at the holographic sticker "Oh... let’s see."

Dhayun pressed the button, and two cans dropped into the slot with heavy thunks.

She handed one to Eira, popping the tab on her own with a satisfying hiss.

They clinked the cans together and took their first sips at the same time.

Eira’s eyes widened "Okay, this is actually good. Like.. liquid snowcone with a caffeine kick."

Dhayun nodded, licking a drop from her lower lip "Right?"

They laughed softly, leaning against the wall beside the machine.

A few dozen meters away, a black car was parked in teh narrow alley. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Inside, two women sat in silence.

The driver, who had short-cropped hair and leather gloves kept her eyes fixed on Eira and Dhayun through the windshield.

The passenger woman spoke quietly into her comms "Targets are in front of me."

"Standing at the vending machine on the corner of Old Lantern Lane. No visible security detail. They appear relaxed. Waiting for your command."

A female voice crackled back through the earpiece "Kidnap them."

The driver’s hand moved to the gearshift without hesitation.

"Copy that," she murmured.

The passenger tapped something on her tablet.

A small drone detached from the underside of the car and lifted silently into the sky.

Its camera feed appeared on the tablet screen, showing Eira and Dhayun laughing over their drinks, completely unaware.

The driver started the engine with a soft purr, barely audible over the wind.

The car rolled forward slowly with its headlights off, making little noise.

Eira tilted her head back, finishing the last of her drink with a satisfied sigh.

"Think we should grab another round for the walk hom-"

Eira suddenly froze.

Something felt... wrong.

Dhayun noticed immediately. "What’s up?"

Eira’s eyes narrowed, looking around at the street. "I don’t know. Feels like-"

*shirr* The drone dropped from above, releasing a fine mist directly over them.

The world blurred.

Eira’s vision swam, and her legs buckled under her.

Dhayun caught her arm in surprise "Eira?!"

...but her own knees gave way a second later.

*thud* They collapsed together against the vending machine, cans clattering to the ground, fizzing and spilling into the snow.

The black car rolled to a smooth stop beside them.

Two women stepped out with masks, and one lifted Eira under the arms while the other took Dhayun.

They were loaded into the backseat like luggage.

The car pulled away, riding away from the street.

On the ground, two empty cans lay abandoned, yellow liquid pooling in the snow.