Noelle stepped inside after Mimosa, still looking around the familiar steamy room with hesitation.
"…Why here?" she asked suddenly.
Mimosa closed the door behind them with a soft click and turned to face her with a knowing smile.
"I wanted to refresh after training," she said calmly. "And this felt like the best place… to properly connect and explain it."
Without waiting for another question, Mimosa reached up and began undressing.
She slowly pulled her sweat-damp white top over her head, revealing the full curves of her breasts still strained against a simple light-colored bra.
Her skin was flushed and glistening with sweat, especially across her collarbones and the deep valley between her soft tits. She reached back and unhooked the bra, letting it slide down her arms.
She pushed her bottoms down next, bending forward just enough for her full ass to push out as she stepped out of them. Her wide hips, soft thick thighs, and the neat patch of light hair between her legs were fully exposed now.
Completely naked, Mimosa stepped closer to the edge of the large bath, her heavy breasts swaying gently with each step as she began speaking.
"From what I can understand so far… the spell has three levels."
She glanced at Noelle, whose eyes had already betrayed her — lingering on Mimosa's bare chest and the place between her thighs before she quickly looked away.
"The first level," Mimosa continued a little lower, "allows me to heal the target from a distance. But to activate it properly… I need to make a physical bond first. Real skin contact. Something deeper than just a normal touch."
Noelle swallowed hard. After a long moment of hesitation, she began undressing as well.
She pulled her own top off, revealing her smaller but firm and perky breasts still held by a simple purple bra. When she removed that too, her soft pink nipples were already stiff.
Her body was more petite than Mimosa's, with a narrower waist and softer curves, yet still full enough in the chest and hips to look delicate and sensual. She pushed her bottoms down slowly, stepping out of them with clear embarrassment.
Her thighs were pressed together as she stood there fully naked, silver hair sticking lightly to her damp neck and shoulders.
Mimosa watched her without looking away, eyes quietly tracing Noelle's exposed body.
"The second and third levels are still hidden from me," she said softly. "I don't know what will happen when they unlock and in absence of El, I can only ask you for help."
In her mind, however, her thoughts were far from innocent.
'I need to test this properly before I ever try it on El. What if it creates some kind of Master-slave-like Contract? What if it takes away consent… or influences the mind somehow? I can't risk something like that with him. That's why I'm testing it on Noelle first… I am sorry cousin.' She only shared half of the truth out loud.
"Will you help me, Noelle?" Mimosa spoke her name letting her know the seriousness of the matter.
Noelle stood frozen for several seconds, completely naked, arms loosely crossed over her chest as if that could somehow protect her from the weight of Mimosa's request. Her face was already burning.
After everything they had done in this exact room last night — the potion, the kissing, the massage and the way they had lost control — this request almost felt… mild.
Still, her heart was beating far too fast.
"…Alright," she finally muttered in embarrassment. "I'll help you."
Mimosa's expression softened with relief. She didn't say thank you. She simply stepped into the large bath first, the warm water rising around her full thighs, then her hips, then the soft underside of her breasts. Noelle followed after a short hesitation, sinking down beside her with a quiet sigh.
The heat of the water immediately wrapped around her petite body, easing some of the tension in her muscles while doing nothing to calm the nervous flutter in her stomach.
They sat close. Close enough that their bare thighs brushed underwater every time either of them shifted.
For a while neither of them spoke. The only sounds were the soft lapping of water and their breathing. Then Mimosa reached for one of the clean cloths resting at the edge of the bath, dipped it into the water, and wrung it out slowly.
"Can I rub your back," she said, in a low voice.
Noelle hesitated, then obeyed, presenting her back. Mimosa moved closer and began washing her cousin's back with slow strokes. The cloth glided over damp skin, tracing the line of her spine, the curve of her shoulders, the sensitive sides of her waist. Every now and then Mimosa's bare nipples brushed against Noelle's skin, sending small shivers through her body.
A faint green light suddenly flickered beside them as mimosa activated the spell. They watched it in silence for several seconds… but nothing else happened.
"…It's not activating," Mimosa murmured, with a hint of frustration in her voice.
Noelle glanced over her shoulder, cheeks still flushed. "Maybe it needs more than just sitting together?"
Mimosa didn't answer immediately. Instead she shifted, moving around until she was facing Noelle. She continued washing her, this time along her collarbones and the upper slope of her chest, the cloth moving in slow circles.
They began talking in low voices while their hands continued to move and wash each other.
Soft questions. The kind of conversation that only happened when both were already naked, warm, and too aware of each other's bodies.
At one point Noelle, unable to stop the curiosity burning in her chest, carefully asked.
"Mimosa… have you and El… already…"
She stopped mid-sentence, suddenly mortified by her own boldness, and looked away.
"S-sorry. You don't have to answer that. I shouldn't have asked."
Mimosa, however, did not look embarrassed. She continued gently running the cloth along Noelle's side, her voice honest when she spoke.
"Yes. We've done it. Several times." She paused, as if deciding how much to share, then continued quietly. "It feels… intense with him. Overwhelming sometimes. He touches me like he's trying to memorize every part of my body."
Noelle's breath caught. The words alone made something twist low and hot in her stomach. She hadn't expected Mimosa to answer so openly, or in such detail.
Mimosa noticed the reaction. Instead of pulling back, she moved behind Noelle again, this time pressing even closer. Her full, soft breasts settled firmly against Noelle's back, the hard tips of her nipples clearly felt against damp skin. Her arms wrapped around Noelle's waist from behind as she continued speaking near her ear.
"Does it bother you… hearing that?"
Noelle's voice came out smaller than she intended. "…I don't know."
Mimosa's hands slowly moved lower. The cloth was abandoned. Bare fingers traced along Noelle's wet stomach, then lower, resting just above the soft silver hair between her thighs. She didn't touch further yet. She simply held her there, breathing softly against the side of Noelle's neck.
"The spell still isn't reacting," Mimosa whispered. "Maybe it needs more honesty… or more contact."
Noelle's heart was hammering. She could feel every soft curve of Mimosa's body pressed against her back, the warmth of her breath as last night's memories mixed dangerously with the present moment.
"…Then what do we do?" Noelle asked, barely above a whisper.
Mimosa's lips brushed the shell of her ear as she answered.
"We stop holding back."