Val strolled in through the doors after her jog. She fully expected to get blasted by the large fan facing the front door, but she was surprised when she missed the cool breeze of the fan after her long run. It was quite hot outside – not as hot as it could get, but still pretty hot. Having been a superhero and all, Val was no stranger to high temperatures of any variety. She was sweating a bit, but she mostly didn’t mind the heat.

Weiss, on the other hand, was not the same. Val looked around, searching for the fan, and she eventually found it. Along with every other fan in the house. All of them were circled around the sofa with Weiss collapsed on the plush cushions. And all of them were on the highest possible setting. Val raised an eyebrow and walked on over to see what in the world was going on.

“Uh, Weiss? What are you doing?” Val asked curiously, wiping a bit of sweat off her forehead.

“Attempting… to stay cool,” Weiss gasped. She was stripped down to her lingerie, wiping off the condensation on her forehead every few seconds. “So… hot…” With a bit of struggle, Weiss readjusted herself to face her girlfriend. Val looked almost completely fine. “How are you staying so cool? Do you not feel how hot it is? I know you’re hot in general, but how are you not feeling this heat wave?!”

Val shrugged with a smile. “I guess I’ve just been in worse weather.”

Weiss rolled her eyes playfully. “I suppose you have, being a superhero and whatnot. Why don’t you help me cool down, then?”

Val chuckled. “How would I do that, Weiss? You have every fan pointed directly at you. I have portal powers, not ice powers.”

Her girlfriend crossed her arms, deep in thought. It was almost like she was thinking of ways she could swap Val’s portal powers with one of her former teammates. Weiss’ eyes widened as she got a devious idea. “Actually, I think I know how to fix that.”

“If you’re going to ask me to get Brayden here, hard pass.”

“No, no,” Weiss said defensively. “I wouldn’t ask that in a million years. Val, go into the freezer, would you?”

“I’m not moving the freezer to point directly at you, too,” Val narrowed her eyes.

“Don’t interrupt me,” Weiss grinned, threatening with a hint of derision. “Grab the ice tray. It should be full. Would you?”

Val nodded, immediately understanding what her girlfriend and Domme were asking of her. She went to the freezer, scouring around the frozen fruits and TV dinners to find the ice tray. Eventually, she got it, pulled it out and eyed the cubes curiously. If Weiss was thinking of what Val thought, then that actually sounded kind of fun – and quite sexy, too.

She walked on over to Weiss, holding an ice cube in her hand. “So… what do you want me to do with this?” she asked.

“First of all, come here.”

Val leaned into Weiss, who dropped her into a trance in an instant. Val briefly felt the safe, comforting embrace of trance as Weiss whispered suggestions into her ears. The stray ice cube dropped onto the carpet, but neither of them minded. Val moaned gently as Weiss cooed thoughts and praises into Val’s ears. When Val came back out from trance, the only thing on her mind was mindless, blind obedience.

“Valerie, you know what to do,” Weiss smirked, sprawling out on the couch wide. “Worship me… with the ice cubes.”

“Yes, Madame,” Val obediently replied. She got on top of Weiss’ body, her muscular legs pinning her Domme down as she rubbed the first ice cube up and down Weiss’ chest and neck. Weiss moaned out loudly, enjoying the sensation far more than she’d ever expected. Val almost drooled on Weiss’ body as she enjoyed the sounds of her girlfriend groaning and grunting under her.

Weiss momentarily pulled her torso up only to pull her sweaty bra off. She threw it to the side. 

Val stared at Weiss’ chest longingly. And her boobs. They were so fine, so round, so… plump. She loved looking at Weiss’ chest. She loved boobs. She loved tits. She loved being titslave, and she could feel titslave coming out to be a pretty plaything who cared about nothing other than tits. She wanted to be titslave. But… no. Val shook her head to get the thoughts out of her head. She couldn’t be titslave quite yet. She had a more important job to do than being a complete tit-obsessed idiot.

“Before you continue,” Weiss started, bringing the drenched bra up to Val’s face. “Just keep that on your face until I tell you to take it off.”

Val deeply inhaled the scent of Weiss’ scent. It was overwhelming in the best possible way. She took deep breaths behind it, every whiff becoming more irresistible and incredible. She didn’t even know how much time had passed, all that she cared about was the strong, dominant smell of Weiss’ sweat-drenched tits.

“There you go,” Weiss cooed, taking the bra away from Val and throwing it back to the ground. Val momentarily sighed in disappointment, wanting to take more and more of it in. “Ice cubes on my chest, Valerie,” Weiss smirked, knowing the thoughts Val was slowly working through.

Val nodded obediently. “Yes, Madame.” She grabbed another ice cube as the first one had completely melted, mixed in with Weiss’ sweat. She rubbed the ice cubes around Weiss’ sensitive breasts, making the white-haired lady gasp out in pleasure. The act of service was becoming more of a sensual massage rather than something sexual. And yet, it was one of the hottest acts of service Val had ever performed for Weiss.

“Mmm, yes, that’s so good,” Weiss cooed as the rest of the second ice cube melted. The cool drops of water slid down the sides of her chest. “Valerie, please get my face next.”

Of course, Val obeyed all the same. She grabbed a third ice cube and ran it over Weiss’ forehead. “Fuck, yes, that’s the stuff.” Weiss moaned in heavy pleasure. Her eyes slid closed, enjoying the sensation of the ice paired with the fans paired with her muscular girlfriend on top of her. “You are going to get the best reward after this, Valerie.”

“Thank you, Madame.”

Weiss nodded as the third ice cube melted. “More of my face, please. This time, get under my chin as well.”

“Yes, Madame,” Val complied once again, getting the ice cube up and down Weiss’ neck. She paid attention to every inch, every millimeter, every atom she could possibly get of the skin of Weiss’ neck. Weiss’ scent mixed in with the ice cubes, which made the smell of her sweat even harsher. Of course, with such a scent kink, Weiss wasn’t entirely opposed to that.

“Wonderful. You’re doing so well for me, my lovely Valerie. I love how obedient you are for your Madame. You’re making this heat wave slightly tolerable.” Weiss lifted a hand to softly pet Val’s cheek, smirking up at her mindlessly obedient submissive. Val leaned into it, almost purring softly as she enjoyed the sensation. “Move off of me for a second, would you, dear?”

“Yes, Madame,” Val obeyed as she stood up. Weiss moved her body up momentarily, only to roll over onto her back. Her back looked even more drenched than her chest did. Her sweat left large dark wet marks in the sofa, but it wasn’t like either of them cared in the slightest. Val grabbed another two ice cubes from the tray. She’d used over half of the tray. And Val still had the rest of Weiss’ body to go down with ice.

She got to work without Weiss having to give another order. She started with the back of Weiss’ neck, paying attention to the sides as well. Slowly, she moved down Weiss’ arms. Val moved the cubes in wide circles, slowly descending to Weiss’ elbows and wrists. Weiss’ body shivered in anticipation, the temperature difference being wonderful and fantastic and inducing a feeling of ecstasy in her. Val couldn’t help but break a smile, admiring what her icy massage was doing to her girlfriend. To her Dominant.

Val moved from Weiss’ arms and hands back to her back. She started at the sides of Weiss’ hips, admiring the curves around her girlfriend’s abdomen. Weiss moaned harder than ever, apparently enjoying that spot. Val paid special attention to it for a few pleasurable minutes, before she moved to her stomach. She got every inch of Weiss’ back, under every sweaty fold. Weiss’ back looked like a waterfall had hit her, and she smelled even stronger of sweat and heat.

Then she moved closer to Weiss’ ass, around her panties. Weiss gasped out as she adjusted to the sensation. “G-Good work, Valerie,” Weiss cooed. “You’re getting the hang of this, and making your Madame very happy.” Val nodded, appreciating the moment of praise and just how much she was doing for Weiss. She moved down Weiss’ legs, making the same circular motions as she had with Weiss’ arms. Slowly, but surely, Val managed to get every inch possible of Weiss’ skin. Weiss was panting and grunting and sighing in pleasure. It was clear both of them enjoyed every second of this.

“Good job, Valerie,” Weiss purred as she readjusted onto her back again. “I think you need a good reward, dear. Come down and make out with your Madame.”

“Yes, Madame,” Val obeyed as she lowered her body. Weiss grabbed her hair and moved her girlfriend into a fiery, passionate kiss. Being so close to Weiss’ shoulders and forehead only meant that Val was hit with Weiss’ strong scent over and over again. The ice cubes dried the sweat off of Weiss’ body, but it sure as hell didn’t get rid of the smell. Weiss lifted a finger between Val’s lips and lowered her jaw, giving Weiss access to French kiss her girlfriend. Val moaned gently, being overwhelmed by the passionate kiss and by Weiss’ strong, overpowering scent. She drove her body closer and closer, getting more and more overwhelmed by Weiss, by her scent, by her dominance.

Weiss pulled back from the kiss, but not from Val. Weiss moved her face in between Val’s shoulder and neck, taking an enormous inhale of Val’s own scent and sweat. Val wasn’t sweating nearly as much as her girlfriend, but she still had quite a strong scent to her. Weiss gasped, moaning in pleasure just from the scent. If Val wasn’t so deep in her obedient trance, she would have teased her dominant for having the largest scent kink she’d ever seen.

Eventually, though, Weiss pulled back, looking at her girlfriend with admiration and love. “You are the perfect girlfriend, you know?” she chuckled. “Putting up with your Madame’s sweaty body and her sweat kink.”

“Thank you, Madame,” Val responded, cracking the slightest smile.

“I think I can bring you out now,” Weiss smirked. “I have something else I want to do with you, after all.” Weiss began to count up from one, and on five she snapped her fingers and spoke the word “release” softly to Val. And Val awoke within a moment.

“Wow, that was…” Weiss was speechless. “I think that was probably one of the hottest things we’ve ever done, Valerie.”

“Really?” Val smirked as she stretched her arms. She always got a little sleepy after being in trance. “I would have thought it would have been one of the coolest things we’ve ever done.”

Weiss rolled her eyes. “Ha ha,” she said sarcastically. “I thought I was the one with the terrible jokes.”

“You are,” Val chuckled as she got up from Weiss’ body. “But I can make them too, you know. Anyways, you had, uh, something you wanted to do?”

“Yeah,” Weiss sat up and stretched as well. “I’m going to get dressed in clean clothes, and we’re going to get some much needed ice cream.”

Val raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms in curiosity. “Don’t you think we should be saving up for a new AC unit instead of getting ice cream? You know, after all this,” she motioned to the dozen fans positioned around the sofa.

Weiss chuckled. “That’s a problem for future us.”

Val sighed, relented, and began getting ready with a smile. “Well, if you insist, I’d love some ice cream. Let’s get going.”

Weiss stopped getting ready for a moment, looking back at Val with a smirk. “I have a better idea.”

“What?” Val blinked.

“I run the ice cream over your body and lick it up myself,” Weiss suggested with a smirk. Val couldn’t tell if that was another bad joke, or if she was being actually serious.

“Wow, that sounds messy,” Val stuck her tongue out. She then thought more closely about it, watching as Weiss seemed intent on the idea. “But… maybe it sounds kind of hot, actually…”