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powers of others surely couldn’t put her ahead of the ones that had been doing it for years, decades, and maybe even centuries. She would have to try and get a hold of Azalea afterwards. As much as she cringed at the fact, the Inquisition needed the alliance with the Trinity if they ever hoped to defeat Omniosis, though she hated to admit it.
    Satisfied with her cleanliness, she treated herself to a moment’s rest in the hot steaming water. Alice closed her eyes, and there he was again. She was angry with herself, but at the same time so relaxed that she couldn’t even be bothered to fight it. In her mind she was back on the bed, with Jonathan looking so intently down into her white eyes. She imagined his hands moving down from her shoulders and undoing her unflattering bra. Alice’s chest rose and fell as her breathing increased, and the surface of the water bobbed in gentle waves as she guessed what his hands would feel like on her skin, or squeezing her breasts, or playing with her nipples. Without registering it, she was already pulling on them herself. Her legs rubbed together as she pictured their long and passionate kiss.
    With a jolt, she realised that her fingers had run through her wet black pubic hair and down into her pussy. It felt so good and she wanted to so badly, but she couldn’t, she wouldn’t. Alice sat up and splashed the water against her face, running her fingers through her soaking brown hair. What had gotten a hold of her?
    She was just about to get out when the thought of him pushing her down on the bed crept slyly into her imagination. He eagerly pulled her bland underwear down her legs and rubbed her hair-covered pussy lovingly. His clothes vanished and she thought of him climbing on top of her, imagining his long hard kisses and what it would feel like to have his manhood inside of her.
    Before Alice knew it she had slunk back into the bathtub, her legs parting as she gave into temptation and buried herself within her fantasy. Her fingers rubbed against her clit, delicately at first and then with increasing speed and pressure as the pleasure surged throughout her body. Finally, she slipped her fingers in and out of her pussy as she screamed in climax. Alice’s body convulsed violently as she came; she’d never known a feeling like it before.
    Alice got out of the bath and wrapped a big white towel around her body. She felt filthy and ashamed with herself. What the hell was happening to her?
    She walked back into the main room and saw that a pretty black dress with golden patterns and a pair of black slip-on shoes had been laid out on the bed for her. Alice’s heart fluttered; Jonathan must have left them out for her. Then she got mad. He’d come back in the living quarters after she’d asked for privacy. She decided to focus on the anger and go with that.
    Alice got dressed but felt a bit silly in the nice black dress. The last time she’d worn a dress was when she was a little girl. She dried her hair with the towel as best she could and quickly brushed it. Staring into the room’s mirror, she was amazed at how different she looked. Alice went to tie her hair up in a ponytail like normal but in the end she decided that it looked better down, and she left the room.
    Jonathan was waiting for her outside of the door, leaning casually against the wall. “About what happened…”
    Alice blushed, thinking of her fantasy and what she’d done to herself in the bath. “It’s fine,” she snapped quickly.
    Jonathan looked hurt but quickly composed himself. “I brought you something to help with how you’re feeling.” He pulled a small glass bottle filled with oddly coloured fluid out of his pocket, similar to the one Silvario had in the dockyard, and put it in the palm of her hand.
    “I’m not interested in your potions,” she said in a disgusted voice. If she just kept focusing on the anger then the feelings would stay away.
    “You should be,” Jonathan said, walking off back