Rocbouquet paused as she closed the door behind her. The steam was thick and despite what she was, it still took a moment to catch her breath.

The room was large enough, with large, hot bath kept that way with magic, as well as an area with benches and buckets and taps for washing before soaking.

Her boots barely made sound as she crossed through the steam.

"Sister, is that you?"

"Who else?" Rocbouquet replied, smiling as she saw Noel's silhouette in the flickering late night lantern-light.

"Quite a few people," Noel said, not bothering to disguise a sigh. Rocbouquet frowned; yes, yes it was the men's bath but it was also where Noel was and it wasn't like that sort of thing mattered much after a few thousand years. Honestly...

"You knew it was me." She paused once she could see him, relaxed in the water, and leaned down to unlace her boots. As she did, she spread her wing to keep her balance. Her hair fell over her shoulders and, if she had the angle right, Noel would be able to see right down her dress.

That wouldn't entirely matter in short order, though.

"I'd know you anywhere."

Rocbouquet smiled. She'd know her dear brother anywhere as well.

One boot came off, and then the other, along with thin stockings that were more for protection than looks.

"How's the water?" Rocbouquet questioned as she straightened up and stretched, fluffing her wings once before stepping closer to the edge of the pool.

"Nice," Noel said as Rocbouquet reached for the half-hidden hooks on her dress that let it fall into a puddle of fabric.

"Good." She stepped forward, naked, and then knelt to slip into the water one leg at a time.

Oh, it was nice. Rocbouquet had washed up in the women's bath, before dressing in just enough to slip in to surprise Noel. She hadn't bothered soaking, not when she knew she'd get to, well, spend a bit of time in the water with her brother.

The look on Noel's face was interesting. Rocbouquet expected a half-hearted scolding; but this time she'd at least changed the little sign and marked the bath as closed. But the scolding didn't come and instead, once she was in arm's reach, Noel pulled her to him with delicious strength and speed. Her wings dipped into the water, sending little waves splashing over the edge of the pool.

"Brother!"

"Are you going to pretend to be surprised, after all this?" Noel asked her as he settled straddling his legs, one hand on her back, the other a bit lower.

"Not at all," Rocbouquet said before kissing him. She wound her fingers into his hair as she opened her mouth to claim his. Already, she could feel him reacting to her presence and she shifted to press closer.

Noel groaned, softly, into her mouth before reaching up just a bit to stroke her back and the space between her wings.

"Nnn, Noel-" Rocbouquet broke the kiss before kissing his jaw and neck. He had his hands on her, on her breasts, on her ass. Her wings splashed in the water, even as she tried to fold them close.

"Yes?" His mouth was against her neck as he reached between her legs.

"Mmm, we're here." She gasped as he pressed fingers into her.

"We are." Free from the past, there in Vanguard to start anew...

The water did little to hinder her desire. She moved against Noel's fingers, moaning softly as Noel's thumb rubbed her clit. Rocbouquet could feel her brother's cock hard against her but she didn't dare rush. She was entirely in Noel's hands now with her own hands only loosely clinging to his shoulders.

She soaked in the pleasure of both his touch and his mouth on her neck, kissing and sucking and whispering gentle little things.

"Noel..." Rocbouquet was close and she knew what she wanted. "I want to come with you in me." She wanted more than his fingers and in an instant, Noel complied. With one shift, one motion, one little wave on the surface of the water around them, he was in her fully. They moaned together, but Noel didn't pause. Rocbouquet didn't want him to.

Instead, he moved, hard and hot and big and causing more than ripples on the water, even without her wings splashing.

"Ah, Brother-" He still had his thumb down, rubbing her clit and teasing a reaction from her that felt better than any magic, than any power she'd ever taken as her own. She cried out, fingers digging into his shoulders, riding out her orgasm as Noel kept thrusting hard and deep. Rocbouquet wasn't sure how long Noel kept her just past the edge, shaking with more and more until she knew nothing beside Noel guiding her through his own delicious end. She felt him come in her, knew it in his voice, in his praise, even as she felt like she couldn't do anything but cling to him.

But she kissed him first, anyway, gently on the jaw as she leaned against him. Noel was still hard inside her, hotter than the water.

"Sister?"

"Mmm, it's a nice bath..."

"We'll stay a bit longer," Noel said as he reached to stroke her hair.

They had time.

And she'd accept her future scolding happily.