“A bath?”I asked.The prospect of hot water on my skin made me shiver in anticipation.
“I didn’t want to say anything,” Darion said in a teasing voice, “but you really stink.”
“Hey!”I protested, laughing because he wasn’t wrong.
Darion pulled up a chair next to the basin.“Sit,” he said.
I sat down and started to pull off my shirt, but Darion stopped me.
“Allow me,” he said.
He slowly unlaced my tunic with such delicacy and tenderness that each time his hand touched my body, it felt like a caress.He lifted my arms and pulled the tunic off, exposing my upper body.I had been naked in front of Darion a dozen times before, but this felt different.More exposed.More intimate.
He reached over to the basin, squeezed out a cloth, then gently pressed it against my chest.The scent of lavender teased my nose, and the water was deliciously hot, sending chills rippling through my entire body.Darion smiled at this.
He scrubbed my entire torso, lifting each arm, cleaning every nook.I tried to hold back giggles as he ran the cloth along my armpits.Any time I tried to help, he lovingly scolded me.He was mostly gentle, but he scrubbed harder in a few particularly soiled spots.The care he took, the loving touches, the occasional glance to see how I was doing, was the most intimate thing I’d ever experienced.He treated me like a fragile thing that could break if he was too forceful.I fought back the tears that welled up from sheer emotion.
“Stand,” Darion softly commanded after finishing my upper body.
I did.He unlaced my trousers, even more delicate and caring than before.Then he pulled them down, along with my undergarments.Thus far, everything had been so affectionate and chaste that arousal had been the last thing on my mind.But the moment he pressed the hot cloth against my lower abdomen, that changed.
He continued to scrub, not missing a spot.When he spread my legs and cleaned my inner thighs, I entirely lost the battle, becoming instantly hard.He just smiled with zero judgment as he cleaned around my privates.
He had cleaned me from head to toe with only one exception.
“Bend over,” he said.
I raised my eyebrows at that.His gentle smile didn’t change, but I couldn’t help but notice his cock pushing up against his trousers and the wet spot that had soaked through.My throat bobbed at the sight.
Leaning against the chair, I bent over, exposing my backside.He nudged my legs farther apart.The hot cloth made me breathe in sharply.The more he cleaned, pressing against my most delicate parts, the harder I got.This was quickly turning from a tender, caring moment into something quite different, and I was shocked by just how much I ached for it.For the first time since I had entered the Citadel Library, I let myself want something purely for me.
The sound of the cloth splashing into the basin signaled the end of the bath and what I hoped was the start of something that would sate the desire building up in me.I was about to stand up when I felt Darion’s hands on my back, holding me down—not forcefully, just enough to keep me where I was.
“This okay?”he asked.
“Gods yes,” was my desperate reply.
What I got was even more than I expected.He spread my legs, and something hot, soft, and wet tickled my backside.The ripples of sudden intense sensation forced a startled gasp out of me.
“Oh dust!”I moaned.I had heard people describe this, but this was the first time I had ever felt it, and…um…wow.
But what startled me the most was sharing such an intimate thing and not feeling my usual instinct to pull away.That I was able to allow this to happen, to fully lose control, rocked me far more than any physical act.
He continued to work his tongue against me, eliciting involuntary moans, while at the same time reaching around to stroke me.The combined effect nearly sent me over the edge.
Darion sensed my nearing climax and slowed down.
“How’d you like that?”he said.
“All the gods in the sky, that was amazing!”I gasped.“I want you inside me.Now!”
“Yes, sir,” he said with passion and a touch of playfulness.
I peeked back to see Darion slip out of his clothes.His naked body was a study in perfection, the beautiful curves in his hips pointing down in a V shape, framing his extremely hard cock.
“Please!”I begged.
He slathered some salve on his cock and stood behind me.Whatever magic he had performed with his tongue had relaxed me to the point that he was able to push his entire length inside me in one motion.We gasped in unison.
