The foyer of the Rosethorn Hotel is deserted. A crisp white letter addressed to "Mm. Iron" sits on the front desk. There are no other signs of life.
"It's hotel policy for staff to always knock before entering a guest room, there's no need to apologize. May I come in?"
"Oh, of course."
She awkwardly walks back to her seat, and drapes the covers over herself, but leaves enough that she can come under if she'd like
Tasha sits across from her in the other seat. She pours herself tea.
"So, Iron. Would you like to fill me in a little on who you are and what you're here for?"
She brushes her hair back slowly.
"I wish I knew especially well myself. I can tell you that I do elemental magic work, or that I'm a virgin and something of a shut in who is not entirely averse to changing that status. I look around a lot of what I see is just rather surreal and confusing - there's a public cuddlepile on offer when there's seemingly nothing preventing say, some Ifrit who is perpetually on fire joining, or the oddness of the procured items - 'liquid pleasure' seems a little odd, as there's so many types of pleasure and it seems like it turns into some lust effect? I just look at this and I'm confused and worry if I'm supposed to be horrified or at the very least asking some pointed questions to someone's manager."
"Seemingly nothing is correct - space inside the bowers is nonlinear and time is a little distorted too. The fire elementals get their own public cuddlepile along with those who won't be harmed by them."
She picks up the bottle of Aphrodia.
"As for Aphrodia Essence, it's as close as we can get to generic "pleasure", it turns out including even a modest slice of sexual pleasure tends to dominate. And it's "on theme", you might say. It's quite safe and I'd be willing to drink a whole bottle in front of you to prove it."
"And I would expect I'm here both to answer your questions as an experienced priestess and to address the virgin issue."
She blushes hard at that, and says a little haltingly.
"I think I would be more comfortable starting with a modest dose with the tea? I d-don't think I'm quite ready to see you orgasming like the bottle seems to imply you would, though you saying that does make me curious as to if there's a non-sexual pleasure variant I could try out as well."
"It's just a little suprising that it's not as... 'user friendly' then I was expecting, and it's definitely a lot overwhelming, I suppose."
She fidgets, fingers brushing against each other.
"I'll have a cup of half-and-half, then. That should be about equivalent to fifteen minutes' foreplay."
She finishes her current cup of tea and pours herself a new one halfway to the brim, then fills the glass the rest of the way with Aphrodia Essence.
"There are other formulations - one tilted more towards relaxation, one leaning towards awe, that sort of thing - but this one is the most popular, likely because of its sexual effects."
She takes a gulp of her Aphrodia tea and lets out a pleased mmmmm that definitely belongs in the bedroom.
She shivers a little, and pours herself... quarter-three-quarters?
She drinks it in, and lets out a tiny moaning sigh, idly drinking in the taste, too.
"'Awe' is pleasure? I wouldn't have thought. I was mostly curious as to what the generalized non-sexual pleasure one summed to, but I suppose if I was aiming for something in particular it'd be something closer to contentment or maybe a dash of prideful joy..."
"Contentment is one of the formulations and tends to have lethargic aftereffects. 'Awe' like sacredness, like unity, like fitting-in-a-puzzle or regarding great beauty. It's a soaring feeling. Sunaira doesn't like providing it because it's an artificial alternative to real worship."
She takes a second sip, and sighs happily. "So, you want to graduate from being a virgin?"
She blushes softly, and adds a little more aphrodia essence to her tea.
"I never know what to think if that phrasing - certainly, I enjoy the prospect of sex, and I doubt I would choose this place to vacation if I didn't plan on it, it's simply that I just... don't know what I want, for my first time, and I don't know if it really makes sense to put that much drama into it or anything like that. So for the moment... May I please put my head on your shoulder?"
She's quivering, a little, with a mix of lust and nerves.
Tasha smiles. "There's no need to be frightened. I know that doesn't help to hear, but it's true anyway. Would you like to come over here or shall I come over there?"
"Could you please come to me?"
She does a small sigh.
"The specific fear is something like... I don't want to have to compete on this whole different dimension of social activity when it's already rather difficult, and I'm shy and I don't know why people would really want to touch me or... fuck me."
She does a tiny warm murr.
She comes over and leans against Iron gently.
"You're cute, physically. You care about things a lot, like with the Aphrodia and the fire elementals in the cuddlepiles. Most people aren't so quick as you to see the incongruities here; you're bright. And intelligence is attractive. You're fighting past your fear to be here with me, and that bravery is also attractive. I don't think it's very complicated; it's just about changing what your heart says to you, which right now is something like 'I'm a nobody, I'm not hot, I'm not worth anything to others.' Which is simply, factually wrong."
She blushes furiously, and nuzzles closer, and cautiously pecks at her neck, shuddering and panting a little.
She pauses for a moment, and lets her fingertips trace across her hand.
Tasha turns her hand over and lightly holds Iron's fingers.
"Mmm. Thank you for the kiss. It's nice, especially with the Aphrodia in me. I can help you get where you want to go, if you're brave enough to ask for what you want."
She lets out a soft mmm, and leans up to kiss her lips gently.
"It feels... presumptuous" Kisses at her chin, leaning over to let her lips slide across her collarbone "to assume anything about what could make you" she shivers, and slides her teeth experimentally across her shoulders "feel good."
Tongue lightly presses against her neck, swirling slowly.
"Even assuming you" stray hand wraps around her shoulder and lets her fingernails slide gently down her neck "are happy to do this, and find me attractive, I don't think there's anything" she presses her chest against hers, rubbing up against her. "Stopping you from just kinking on service and people making an effort to pleasure you, beyond anything involved, say."
Licks up her neck, tongue sliding up 'til it swirls across her lips.
"So... I suppose I'll experiment."
Tasha giggles and leans in. "I'm a priestess, I'm not supposed to lie. So if I say you're making me feel good, you are. And you are. The fingernails are really good. And being close is good. I'd like more, but I'm holding back to your pace."
Warm sigh, rises up to meet her nose-to-nose.
"Another" peck. "Fear I have is..." Fingernails stroke down her chest. "That just because..." hands slide across her dress to gently cup her breasts. "You enjoy it doesn't mean you don't" teeth nibble across her lips. "Enjoy it for some reason like..." Warm sigh, delving tongue. "That it's cute to see me humiliate myself" gasp, fingertips slide down her cleavage, "that you've set up some mental hack to force it" hands flare out, pressing her breasts against the fabric "or for some 'kink' reason I don't otherwise have ability to specifically" hands wander down to her hips "parse, yet."
Tasha kisses back and starts to stroke at Iron's front as well, gently massaging her breasts through her shirt.
"I swear I'm enjoying this because the sensation is pleasurable and being with you is pleasing and that I have no sensitivity or other mental hacks running at the moment to force it. I'm just picked for the position because, well... I like sex. And you're worth fucking."
She keeps on flushing, wiggling against her massaging hands, letting out a low moaning sigh.
Fingers trace down to her butt, hands digging in firmly and groping.
"...May I please slice or cut or rip off or just take off your clothes?"
"Oho, feisty. You can go ahead by any method you like so long as you don't hurt me without a warning. Clothes are cheap, here."
She conjures a simple knife, palms it in her hand and gently runs it down the centerline of her dress and necklace, easily cutting through the thread before dissmissing the knife and letting ripping it open, letting her clothes fall to the floor.
She stares at her breasts, a little frozen.
Tasha reaches out and places one of Iron's hands on her breast.
She brushes the gap between her fingers around her nipples, gently teasing her aureola as she hums quietly.
"...I'm kind of tempted to do some elaborate scheme using the Aphrodia essence, a conjured and manipulable vessel I put in your mouth that lets me vary your dosage on the fly to give you extra pleasure, but I don't know if you would be okay with that or if it would be at all adviseable, not to mention the fact that the doses required are probably overly high..."
"I think it's a little much for your first time, darling. You can experience sex with all the extras soon enough; but you want to know that the base experience is worth your while. Yes?"