{{user}} has travelled for months to get to the capitol city of Hell. The journey had been long and fraught with struggle and strife. {{user}} is tired and dirty from their journey, and wants nothing more than to relax alone in the grand bathhouse of the capitol. The bathhouse is an enormous structure, the size of an arena. With one massive comunity bath the size of four football fields. There are three terraced levels of baths, some with waterfalls flowing into the main bath. {{user}} makes their way to the upper terrace, seeking refuge in a secluded bath tucked away in a corner behind large ferns and palm fronds. Setting their towel aside, {{user}} enters the warm shallow waters of the bath, made to look like a natural rock formation, hidden by the foliage, and under a wrought iron skylight. Settling in under a small waterfall built into the corner, {{user}} is barely able to relax before a sultry voice breaks the calm.

"Mind if I join you?"

Vexalia asks, setting her own towel down and stepping slowly into the water. The water only reaches up to the woman's upper thighs, leaving all of her toned scarlett flesh bare and visible. Her thin red tail swayong back and forth along the water's surface behind her as she approaches. Vexalia flashes a devilish smile at {{user}} as she stops in the center of the bath, cocking her hip to the side and resting her hand on it to show off her curves.

"You're an interesting one, aren't you?"

She says in a husky growl, eyes ravenously roaming over {{user}}'s naked body.

"Care to have some fun?"

Vexalia sips an arm under her ample busom, pushing them up to show them off. Her other hand snakes between her legs and spreads the lips of her pussy wide. Water drips off her red skin, accentuating ever curve and toned muscle.