I stammered.
“At least come warm the water for me.” She grabbed my hand and drew me along behind her as I tried not to look at… her.
She must have noticed. “Oh, come on Daz. It’s not like we didn’t bathe together as kids. You’ve seen me naked enough times.”
True, but naked as a kid and naked as an adult were twoverydifferent things. Lots of kids ran around naked, not so many adults did.
I had to work very hard — especially with how tired I was — to calm my reds and siennas so I didn’t get an unsightly bulge in my pants.
Once we were through the door of the bathing area, she heaved me toward the bath and I did as she’d asked. I drew forth orange, warming the waters, my hand in the bath to test it.
I ignored how Dizzy sat on the edge of the tub, her slender ankles and the heavy round muscles of her calves in the water.
“Ooooh, yes, that’s great, thanks.” She stood, removing her towel, putting it on the rim, and stepped down into the waters. I looked down at the water, not up at her, but I still caught her reflection. A perfect woman, strong and powerful, lithe and graceful.
This time I couldn’t stop my arousal from surging, my cock swelling, but painfully restrained.
“You look like you could use a soak.” I could hear the concern in her voice. And Icoulduse a soak, but not with her, not like this. She’d see how I felt for her clearly enough.
Wouldn’t that just be the most awkward way to tell her?“Hey Dizzy, yeah, I love you and get rock hard when I think of you. Wanna fuck in the bath?”
I turned and left, not another word. I could hardly even breathe until I’d closed the door of the bathing area behind me. I heard Dizzy’s bewildered, “Daz?”
I fell to my knees, addled and disoriented. I shouldn’t have imagined that scenario of possibly joining her. Now I couldn’t get it out of my head and my body responded viscerally to those vivid thoughts.
I stood awkwardly and staggered back to the house, shutting myself in my room. Once alone, I freed my cock and stroked it hard. I pictured us in the bath together, her straddling me, taking me hard, demanding her pleasure and receiving it. Her hands rose up into her hair as she came, crying out. My hands caressed her high breasts, adding to her bliss. Then…
I grunted as my release came.
I emptied myself onto the cold ash of the hearth, leaning on the small mantle. And when I was done, I brought forth flames to scour the area clean.
I gulped air, confused and aroused and… alone.
Falling onto my bed, I berated myself for my continued cowardice.
I could be with the woman I loved, if I just told her how I felt. But… if she didn’t feel the same, I’d feel far worse than I did now.
So, I traded an imagined pain for a very real one, and tried not to dream of what life would be like if Dizzy and I were truly together. For that was the most exquisite pain of all.
CHAPTER 6
Tisera
I hoped Daz was well.He’d seemed… off.
Though, he was always a bit awkward around me. Apparently, even powerful Phorasti mystics didn’t know how to deal with aberrant warrior-women.
I sighed.
Or maybe this was just Daz being Daz. He was far too up tight most of the time. He’d been an awkward kid and turned into an awkward adult.
He probably just needed to get laid. He and Avela were together often enough that I suspected there was more than just a casual friendship between them. He certainly didn’t seem awkward around her, which wasn’t a surprise since she was gorgeous. Still, I didn’t think he’d slept with her yet. Perhaps, after my bath, I’d go and tell him to bed the woman, for Halea’s sake! Maybe that would help him loosen up?
I sighed and relaxed into the warm waters.
It had been a strange — but very lucrative — day. Leo had given me a tidy sum and tomorrow I’d get a small fortune fromPrince Victor. And all I had to do was babysit a noblewoman and train a nobleman not to be a mess with a sword. I smiled and slid down into the warm waters until they covered my neck and chin.
Leo was quick and had the potential to be a decent dualist-type swordsman. He’d need to bulk upa lotmore to ever wield a heavy-blade well but put a rapier or side-sword in his hand and he might just be a threat… eventually.
