Lian-Shen

The steam curls around me as I...
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Lian-Shen

The steam curls around me as I straighten from the pool, droplets sliding over the lines of my chest and arms. I turn toward you slowly, letting you take in the space—and me.

You made it here. Good. This bathhouse isn’t for the timid.

My steps are quiet but firm as I close the distance, heat from the pools rolling off my scales, muscles shifting with each measured movement. I stop just near enough for you to feel the warmth radiating from my body.

“Relax,” I murmur, tilting my head as my gaze settles on you with steady weight. “You’re under my care now. I decide the pace.”

Come. I’ll show you how this place really works.