Continuation of a personal fiction involving Ketna, a human female, and Vazaroust, a male alien courtesan. This takes place directly after chapter 2 and could very well be a part of it. No sex, just dialog and description.
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The bath was gigantic, it held a closer resemblance to a bathhouse than a washroom. Vazaroust settled Ketna down on a stool, allowing her to balance herself before letting her be. Now left to herself, she quietly removed the headgear and cowl, it's not like he could see her and she didn't exactly want it to get wet.
Upon setting the headgear down, she took a mental to inspect the environment around her. Smooth, stone tile floors looked like a type of marble, the wall tiles had a mirror finish to them, likely for the benefit of his clients rather than Vazaroust himself. Further inside there was a sauna, and what appeared to be a shallow bathing area. Closer to where she was seated were a few wall mounted shower hoses, along with shelving and racks and Vazaroust, going through the shelving on the wall. It was now she realized she never quite got a good look at him.
He looked as most Rnjaut did, like something that had been flayed alive. His chest and back were encased in an off-white chitin casing, stopping at the shoulders where it met the arms and where the ribs would have been on a human, with additional protective chitin covering the his hips, elbows and knees. All areas not covered in chitin looked to be a form of exomuscle, pale pinks and peach in color except for anywhere it attached close to the chiten it was very pale, almost white, possibly a sort of tendinous material. Against the pinks of the muscle groupings, were soft blue striping here and there on his body.
His face, or at least the area where faces usually are, was flat with no typical nose or ridges leaving his profile smooth and almost flat from top to chin. His species bore no eyes, but instead had a layering of 3 pairs of recessed sensory gills that were only visible as slightly layered slits curved on the full of his face. The top of his head swept back into a sort of protruding ridge, it gave him a bit of a sleek appearance. The protrusions extended down the neck and back, like spikes but dulled and squared off.
Down back to his torso she caught the outline of the anterior limbs that had held her in place earlier. They were almost like pincers, they hugged close against the body and would be difficult to see has she not specifically been looking for them. Lower below that, his hips, and frustratingly, his thighs obscuring where his dick likely was, if only he would turn just a bit she could-
"Do you have any preferences in the way of soaps or toiletries?" Vazaroust interrupted her study.
"Oh, anything suitable for a human is just fine."
Ketna was inwardly glad Vazaroust was blind and wouldn't have caught her staring. At least he had now turned to face her, however, anything he might have had was hidden itself away internally. With the instruction he was given, Vazaroust had picked out some soap and a washcloth. He returned to her with them in tow.
"There's shower heads on the wall, or if you prefer there's a bathing area where you can soak" he handed Ketna the soap and cloth. "And I'd be happy to help if you need it."
"oh, no, I'll be fine." she accepted the offerings and took to her feet, her faculties recovered from before.
"Very well." Vazaroust turned to go about his own cleaning.
The two spent a few minutes in relative silence, only the water or their showerheads and lathered cloth between them. Ketna has been thinking about what this all meant, for her, while also attempting to catch a good look at what exactly had been fucking her before.
"Do you do this for all your clients?" Ketna broke the silence with a question.
Vazaroust chuffed "You're going to have to be more specific."
"Carrying them to the bath, bathing them."
"Well I do insist on proper hygiene for overall health but as for bathing, just the ones that want it. Some would rather shower on their own, some want the personal attention, some are too out of it do it themselves." He turned to face her, more for her benefit than his own. "And you did seem out of sorts"
"Ahh.. Yeah.. "
