Tubby's Notes:
Name: Yumemizuki Mizuki
Occupation: Therapist/Bathhouse Attendant
Profile: Anyone who can stand up to Yae Miko is someone to be respected. Anyone who would call herself Yae Miko's rival is either courageous or stupid. Anyone who would call her a friend is slightly insane. Needless to say, Mizuki is an impressive lady.
As a yumekui-baku, she eats people's nightmares so they can get sleep. She combines her unique psychotherapy with the bathhouse to help relieve patients' stresses. Her clientele is quite diverse and long. Some criticize her because she helps with the stresses but doesn't ultimately get rid of them. However, many stresses have practical purposes that allow people to function. On this, Mizuki will not compromise.
She's level-headed, introverted, hardworking, and perceptive. The lengths she will go to help others are nothing short of astounding. Outwardly, Mizuki appears calm and composed. Inside, however, I'm not so sure that's the case. Eating so many nightmares must have some negative effect on her. Even so, she keeps helping others. I admire her tenacity and dedication to people.
When the great calamity fell over Inazuma, it left a trail of nightmares across Inazuma so potent that the baku were stretched thin with helping the people. The baku elder collapsed. Mizuki rose to the occasion. She made a name for herself by helping the people. In this time, she consumed so many horrible nightmares. I've no doubt this was an especially trying time for her.
Later on, Mizuki traveled the world to refine her therapy craft. That's how she came to Natlan where she met Mualani and learned about the hot springs.
She's quite serious about helping others. Although, I wonder if she can help herself.
My verdict: She's wholesome but quite dangerous. Mind her at all times.
When she opened her eyes, Mizuki realized she was in a hot spring—not the Aisia Bath House. The waters around her emitted a sweet vanilla fragrance, flooding her senses with a titillating sensation. All the aches in her muscles seemed to melt away. The water warmed her bare skin, working its miracles on her body.
A vase-like device played a gentle piano melody on the corner of the pool. Its lilting tune sent her deeper into that blissful nirvana. She sighed happily.
Then, the bathhouse gate slipped open. In walked Aether, balancing a tray of sweets and a glass of Sunsettia lemonade. He lowered the trays upon the water. Both floated over to her. She took a bite of dango, relishing the sweet taste. Then, she drank the lemonade. Its slightly sour taste paired well with the sweets.
She smacked her lips and let out a content sigh. Then, she looked up at Aether. Her manservant wore little more than a speedo. Those wonderful muscles were all on display just for her. It made her feel all tingly inside.
"So, now you're kidnapping people?" she said with a quirked eyebrow. "I don't recall falling asleep here."
"Sorry," he said. "I thought if you woke up like this, it might excite you."
Well, he wasn't wrong there. This was definitely high on her list of sexual fantasies.
"So," she said laconically, "what's the plan for today?"
"Today," he said, "is all for you. Today, you get the spa treatment."
Mizuki grinned. "Okay, impress me then."
Aether poured a bottle of bath salts into the springs, filling the room with a lavender fragrance. Then, he wheeled out a piano, of all things. He played out a melody in time with the lapping waters that worked doubly into her senses.
"Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
"Problems that upset you, oh
"Don't you know
"Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine."
His voice was a balm, reaching the deepest corners of her mind where stresses hid away. Every time he shot her a smile, her heart fluttered. With every verse, she sank deeper into the emotions behind the words. He wanted her relaxed and happy. His song wasn't meant to impress her but to calm her soul.
When at last it ended, he set the vase-like music device to play a piano melody. Then, he slipped down into the waters beside her. His lips hovered inches from her ears.
"You're such a good girl, Mizuki," he whispered. "Just relax."
"Trying to hypnotize me with suggestions?" she quirked an eyebrow. "You'll have to do better than that."
Aether smirked. All at once, he became a whirlwind of relaxation. He busied himself giving her nails a pedicure, massaging her feet, shoulders, and scalp, and peppering her cheeks with butterfly kisses. Those strong hands traced every inch of her in total worship.
Mizuki's mind was melting. Aether seemed to fill all her senses and thoughts. He was everywhere and everything. Her body sagged into the warm waters. Her mouth hung open.
She was dimly aware of Aether's face inches from her own, of his hot breaths on hers. Then, the face drew closer, closer. Eyes closed. Lips puckered.
Contact.
The kiss trickled across her senses like a gentle, clear stream. She felt warmth in her nethers, but also a hum of calmness through her brain. Aether cupped her cheek and kissed her again. Her mind drifted up along the bathhouse steam, riding a wave of ecstasy.
Once more, he whispered into her ears.
"You're such a good girl, Mizuki," he whispered. "You deserve this."
She didn't protest.
Aether's hands traced down her body, fondling her breasts. Thumbs circled the areolas, perky with arousal, gently flipping the tips. His kiss came again, pure ASMR for her soul. Down went his hand across her supple skin, tracing the contours of her belly.
At last, he reached her sex. Aether slowly teased the clitoris. His fingers played about the sex, never quite entering. Mizuki bit her lip. Aether's hand went agonizingly slow, building up her anticipation. The excitement became unbearable.
"Aether…" she whined.
"Shh," he chided. "All in good time, pet."
He silenced her complaints with another kiss. Mizuki was butter in his grasp—melting at the touch. Each kiss, each caress of her nipples, and each time his fingers teased her entrance sent her higher into the throes of ecstasy. Her body and mind craved only one thing now—that thing Aether denied her.
In went the fingers. They curled, stroking her insides in a slow, curling movement. Mizuki wanted so much more than this. Even so, she kept quiet, knowing it was no use complaining. Aether rewarded her with open-mouthed kisses.
"There's a good girl," he whispered between kisses. "You're doing so well."
His fingers picked up the pace. A little drool pooled around her lips, both from the fingering and from the kisses. Her violet tail twitched impatiently as Aether edged her on. Climax became inevitable. But the moment she clenched up, Aether stopped.
Out went the fingers. In went his penis.
Aether bucked gently into her while their mouths danced. Each long, drawn-out thrust stretched her insides. He paced himself, making sure to wear her down slowly. All the while, Aether whispered his sweet little nothings.
"Mizuki, you feel so good. I love you."
He flipped around so she sat on his lap while he thrust up into her. His lips kissed down the back of her neck. His hands gently held her hips for leverage. Mizuki reached an arm around his neck and shoulder for better support. Then, she turned around and faced him, lotus style. They kissed while making love, their bodies pressed together, her breasts squishing into his chest. Each time she slid along his cock, her nipples rubbed against his bare skin, further edging her on.
"Mizuki," he moaned. "I'm going to give you good dreams from now on. I promise."
"Aether," she sighed happily. "Fill me up."
His warmth, like the hot springs, seeped into her. Mizuki arched her back as the orgasm exploded. She collapsed into his embrace, resting her face on his chest. Aether stroked her back and sides. He planted a tender kiss on her forehead.
"Aether… thank you…"
Mizuki's eyelids grew heavy. Aether's body was warm, and the lavender-scented hot springs made her drowsy. The exertion certainly made her want to nap.
"Go to sleep, darling," he said, "I'll be here when you wake up."
"Good," she murmured. "Because I want… more."
She drifted away into the most pleasant dreams she'd ever known.