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"Fair's fair," Kastan replied, cracking open one eye to watch Jai wash herself. He'd much rather she had chosen to lie atop him, but he wasn't going to push her right now. Better to let her come to him when she was ready... and given the way Zeltron pheromones affected most other species, well, that tended more towards the sooner rather than later.

"I run a ship repair place. Minor stuff mostly, smaller ships, independent traders and the like." _Such a nicer word than smuggler, hmm?_ "Just me and a few droids for the main. I know a few others in similar lines of business, we tend to help each other out if a job's too big or tough for just one. It pays the bills. I also enjoy playing a good game of sabacc, and to be quite honest, I win more than I lose, which is why I can afford something a bit nicer than a lot of places around here. Can't go flashing it to the outside though, less you want to come back and find all your best stuff gone."

He shifted a bit in the bath, brushing his foot against her leg as he did so. Hopefully the warmth of the water, and the simple act of bathing would help relax her... _after all, she has months worth of bad experiences to set aside... it's not going to happen immediately, is it?_

"I'd guess the gang probably got you on some trumped up vagrancy charge," he said, thinking over what laws he knew that might be used to get someone enslaved. "Let me guess... wrecked your shop first, then since you had obviously no means of income, got one of the local enforcers to sign off on a quick vagrancy charge and bought you before the thumbprint was even cold on the booking slip? Probably slipped the enforcer a bit extra to make sure it all went through faster than you could blink." He shook his head. "I'd like to say shit like that is uncommon, but it happens way more than a lot of people might think. Even somewhere like here. Oh, not in the touristy sections... no, the Hutts like to see people whoring and gambling their money away there in safety, but in the places the neon isn't so bright, yeah, it happens."

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Jai listened to him as she watched her body and hair really well as a bath like this hadn't happened in a while. "Interesting. I am good with droids. I can also fly pretty well. I didn't tell them about these qualities, but you seem to be one that will actually take care of me." She commented. The water was helping her relax and was making her feel better.

She finished with her body and moved over to him. She gestured him to sit up and scoot forward. She moved behind him and began to wash his hair. "I know you did not tell me do this, but I figured you would want it." She moved her fingers through his hair as he relaxed back against her body.

Once she finished washing his hair, she began to wash his body. "Yes, you are correct. So, tell me, do you plan to stay here or are you going somewhere else for work? I have lived around here for a long time and never seen you around." She was trying to figure out if she was getting out of here and possibly have openings to escape and get in touch with her people and try to get back to helping those that needed to get to safety.

_I just need to get in contact with the others and let them know this place is no longer safe to send people to. I have to do that soon. I just need to make Kastan think he can trust me to behave._ She continued to move her hands over his body as she washed him.

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Kastan gave a contented murmur as Jai continued to wash him, feeling his body respond to her ministrations, resting comfortably against her. "This place actually belongs to a friend of mine. He's a computer expert, does security consulting, stuff like that. He owes me big for getting him out of some bad trouble when we were younger, so I get to crash here whenever I'm in this part of town. My place is okay, better than a lot, but not quite up to the credits he pulls in. I live about a klick from the Deucalon Spaceport, near the warehouse district. Handier for the ships that need some custom work, or what have you."

His hands rose to meet hers, intertwining his fingers with hers, and bringing them to rest on his chest. "If you're good with droids, well, ships aren't quite the same, but it'd still put you in a decent spot if you wanted to learn how to fix them. With your own shop busted up months ago, I guarantee it's been taken over by someone else already." He paused for a moment before adding "And in all likelihood, your home as well. If you had anything special there, well, maybe its ended up in a pawn shop since."

"As far as taking care of you goes, well, yeah." He gave a small shrug, causing her breasts to wobble slightly from where he lay against her. "You belong to me now. That means I have a responsibility towards you, as much as you do to me. After we're done here, we can swing by your old places... I don't think we'll find much there, but you never know. We might get lucky."

He leaned his head back, looking up at her. "For now though, why don't we just enjoy the benefits of my friends ill gotten gains," he said, grinning at her impishly. He released her hands and ran his right one along her leg. "I want you to change places, lie on top of me, same as I am. It's my turn to wash you." He turned his head and kissed the nearest nipple, sucking it into his mouth and running his tongue over it before releasing it.

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Jai nodded, "I see. Probably because you haven't been around for a bit and before I never came here. I was too busy with my work." She stated as she continued to work on cleaning him. "I am a fast learner, so if you show me how to do something, I can pick it up pretty quick." She stated.

_I just need to stay on his good side and wait for the right time to escape. He is ten times better than the others._ She smiled at him and nodded. "I appreciate it. Can you tell me what you expect of me? Also, will I be able to sleep in a bed or will I be on the floor again?" She asked finished washing him.

She looked down at him and nodded. She was about to move when he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. She gasped softly as he did this. She moved around and let him shift back to his position before she settled between his legs. "Look. I am not one to initiate things. Tell me what you want me to do, and I will do it, but I am not the slave to come to you and start riding you." She stated bluntly. She rested her hands on his knees as she looked around the room.

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"Look at me, Jai." Kastan's voice was soft. He leaned back against the rear of the bath and looked at the green skinned cutie, drawing and releasing a deep breath as he considered the situation. "I wasn't looking for a slave to ride me," he said evenly. "I was looking to enjoy what I thought to be mutual attraction and fun. Yes, you're my slave now, so says the law. That doesn't mean I parade you around naked, leashed and collared, and beat your ass twenty times a day... unless you're into that sort of thing," he added, deadpan, in the hope of startling a small laugh out of her, and then gave a thin smile.

"My people have a reputation, a well earned one. We like the good things in life. Food, drink, companionship. You're attractive to me. I thought I was to you, given that you started to wash me... something I've enjoyed a time or two with company. Now, if you want me to order you around, tell you to spread your legs and be my own personal whore while I fuck you, I can do that. I thought you might prefer to enjoy someone treating you well, attending to your pleasure, giving you the opportunity to chose what pleasure you offer in return."

"You asked me what I expect, where you're going to sleep. Well, for now at least, you'll share my life. What I eat, you eat. Where I sleep, you sleep. And if you feel capable, I'll start showing you round the guts of ships. Where we go from there, that depends what I can dig up from the law databases on slaves. I don't even know if it's possible to free a slave here. I know the Hutts aren't exactly big on sharing their toys, and the law is what the Hutts say it is. So, yeah, maybe in the eyes of the law you're a slave. Doesn't mean I have to act like the animals that owned you before me. Now, tell me Jai... what do you want from me?"

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Jai turned to face him as spoke. She smiled and laughed lightly at his joke. Listening closely to everything he said, she could feel his sincerity and how genuine he was being. "I want to be free and get back to what I was doing, but you seem to be a very nice person, who will treat me like a person."

She moved closer to him and kissed him. "I do like pleasure too. I want to feel pleasure that is mutual and not just for one of us." She stated. "I washed you because that is what is expected of me. I am attracted to you. Very much so. As long as it is mutual and you do not force me to do sexual things, I am sure we can get pleasure and safety and care from each other."

She shifted to fully face him and kissed him again. "Do you want to?" She asked softly. Her arms had slipped around his neck as she moved to straddle him. Her hands slipped up into his hair and ran slowly through his hair as she kissed him again, not really waiting for his reply.

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"Do you really need to ask?" Kastan asked, after the kiss finished and he could speak again. His hand rose to brush the hair away from her face, and ran down her cheek. "What I want is for you to turn around, lie down on top of me. I want you to lift your legs up over the edge of the bath, so that I can run my hands over every delectable inch. I want to kiss your throat, caress your breasts, your thighs, and learn every spot that makes you squirm in pleasure. I want to listen as you tell me all your deepest, darkest desires, the things that send shivers through you as I stroke your body. I want you to enjoy my touch, and remember what a shared pleasure this is supposed to be."

"I want you to close your eyes, and simply enjoy all the things I'm going to do with you. And when your body is burning, trembling, I want you to cum, long and loud and hard." His finger tips traced down the line of her jaw and brushed across her lips. "Does that turn you on?"

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Jai smiled at his words before they were kissing again. She blinked at his words. "Alright. That is something no one has ever asked for before." She turned back over and laid back against him, her back to his chest. She lifted her legs out of the tub and hooked them over the edge. "Well, this is an interesting position. I have never felt so... exposed and relaxed at the same time." She smiled back at him.

She was unsure where to put her hands, so she put them at her sides in the water. "Yes. Your words turn me on. All of that sounds very pleasurable and no one has focused on my pleasure before. So, this is going to be very interesting for me. Making me very glad that you won that game. Although, I would not put it past them to come try and kill you to take me back." She commented.

While she joked a bit with the comment, it was a ligament fear that she had. _I wonder just how good at fighting Kastan is. If he is good, then perhaps I can fight with him and we can prevent things from happening._

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Behind her head, Kastan frowned as she said no one had ever focused on her pleasure before. Obviously since she had been made a slave, well, the gang that owned her were unlikely to have cared about a slave as anything more than a set of holes to use, but surely she'd had relationships before, a time when someone had cared about her...

_Best you be keeping those thoughts to yourself_ he chided himself mentally. _You've no idea what her life has been like up until now._ When she spoke about the gang coming to take her back he shook his head. "They can't have you," he replied, an odd sense of possessiveness in his tone. "However, let's not go borrowing trouble. Nar Shaddaa has more than enough of it as it is, without going looking for more."

His lips sought out the side of her neck and he began to slowly kiss up and down in, from nibbling on the lobe of her ear, down to where her neck met her shoulder, gentle soft kisses and stinging little bites, varying in touch and pressure to see what would draw the greatest response from her.

"Close your eyes," he whispered, sliding his arms under hers, and letting his fingers trace their way up and down her sides, stomach and thighs. He drew her legs back, spreading them wider, and shifted position so she could feel his hardening length brush against her pussy... not going inside, simply teasing her with its presence. With each passing moment his hands drew closer to the more sensitive parts of her body, caressing her breasts as he continued to kiss and bite her throat, feeling her nipples hardening under his touch.

"Tell me what you're thinking about," he murmured. "All the things you love. All the things you fantasize about when you're pleasuring yourself. What makes your cheeks burn like fire and your body shiver?"

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Jai glanced back at Kastan as she caught that possessiveness in his tone. She nodded at his words. When his lips found her neck, she moaned softly and tilted her head to the side to give him better access to her neck. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of his mouth and hot breath on her neck, shoulder and ear.

"They are." She responded to his words. She shivered as she felt his fingers began to trace over her body. She grunted as he moved her legs wider and then adjusted her position so that his cock was against her pussy. Her hands slipped between her legs and began to rub the head of his cock.

"Honestly never really thought about it, but I am really loving everything you are doing right now. If I had to think about to when they would use me and what I did enjoy, it would be the roughness. I guess I liked being man handled. Not sure why. I like the feel of your hands on my body. How you are taking your time to feel every inch of me." She whispered through a moan.

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"If you prefer rougher play, well, I can oblige," Kastan murmured, his lips against her throat. "But perhaps not tonight." His hands cupped her breasts and caressed them slowly, cupping the water to pour over her body, half washing and half teasing her. His lips sought out her earlobe and gently nipped at it with his teeth, sucking on it before returning to her throat once more as he continued to caress her. Shifting slightly he began to rock his hips beneath her, sending his cock sliding back and forth against her pussy.

"Tell me," he whispered, heat in his tone. "Tell me all the things that turn you on the most. Every wicked little secret you've never dared breathe aloud. The things that send shivers of pleasure and anticipation through you. The ones that make you squirm just to think about. What do you want me to do with you... to you..."

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Jai nodded as she agreed. "Sounds like a good idea. I really like all that you are doing." She whispered back in a husky voice. She moaned as his mouth worked over her ear. He was taking such care of her and was bringing out pleasures that she had never felt before. She rolled back her head as she felt his cock rubbing the outside of her pussy.

She continued to rub the head of his cock with her hand. "To be completely honest, Kastan. I have not really explored my sexuality in that way too much. I will say that the way you move her hands over my body is great. The nibbling and sucking on my neck and ear is also amazing. Anything to do with my clit will have me squirming. Perhaps we will just have to explore this together."

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"Well then," Kastan replied, grinning, "why don't we see just how much I can make you squirm, hmm?" His teeth worried the skin of her throat, suckling on her neck, in a fashion he knew would leave a mark come the morning... but that was alright, he enjoyed making such marks, particularly when they made the recipient blush when she saw them.

His hands reached down, taking both her wrists and drawing them up against her chest, crossing one over the other and pinning them in place with one of his hands. His grip was enough to hold them in place, but not if she chose to free them. It was play, the illusion of restraint... he would only hold her as long as she chose to be held. In a bed he might use soft rope or clothes if he had to improvise... he wasn't entirely sure how comfortable she would be with the idea of restraint, but if she enjoyed being manhandled, perhaps she would enjoy this too.

His free hand ran slowly down over her stomach and between her spread thighs. Featherlight touches traced over her body, as if he wanted to learn her appearance by touch. "Keep your legs spread for me," he murmured. "Nice and wide." One fingertip trailed slowly up her lips, sliding little by little deeper, til it brushed against her clit, and started to caress it.

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Jai glanced back at him and nodded, "Okay." She agreed. A soft moan escaped her lips as he began to suck on her neck. Any marks he did leave on her, would in fact make her blush and squirm.

She didn't fight him. Something inside her told her that she could trust him not to hurt her. She went with everything he guided her to do. If he explained what he was planning to do before hand, in regard to restraints, then she would be open to it.

Nodding at his words, she kept her legs spread wide. They were hooked over the side of the tub, and it was helping her keep them open. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt his free hand move over her body. Little jolts of electricity ran through her body as he kept moving his hand lower and lower. Her soft moans vibrated in her throat and got louder as he began to caress her clit.

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"Does that feel good?" His voice was a soft murmur near her ear. His fingers continued to tease her flesh, the grip on her hands enough to hold them against any involuntary movement, but she could tell if she wanted to pull loose she'd be able to. It was almost the illusion of restraint, rather than the fact of it.

He shifted slightly beneath her as he reached down further, his finger tips tracing over her lips before slipping inside, one finger and then a second sliding into her. Each movement took them deeper, his hand moving harder, faster as her body accommodated and got used to him. The water splashed over the two of them as he played with her, running down her breasts and over her stomach, and lapping against the sides of the tub in response to their movements.

"Do you want me inside of you?" he murmured, his fingers slipping free of her to tease her clit once more. "Tell me what it is that you want."

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"Yes." She moaned out. "It feels so very fucking good." She whispered. She didn't want to pull free. She liked what he was doing and how he was doing it.

She gasped out as she felt his fingers slip into her. She was staring to arch back as she could feel the pleasure increasing inside her. Her pussy walls began to clinch around his fingers some as he continued to work her.

"I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me, Kastan." She moaned out.


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Well, this wasn't the first time River had milked a cock with her hands or even drink their cum. River made sure to mix things up enough to keep it interesting. Pumping, twisting and rotating her hands around the firm rabbit shaft while quickly swiping her tongue left to right underneath the throbbing tip of her bunny friends cock. River was so focused on Warren's cock... and making him regret boasting about his stamina that the sudden knock at the door took her completely by surprise. A high pitched cry escaped her lips in response to the doorknob being twisted. Luckily Warren had locked the door so nobody could just walk in on them. Still it was enough to catch her off guard and send her heart racing. This of course added to the naughtiness they were doing and quickly changed into extra stimulation, doubling River's efforts to get Warren to pop.

Warren's huffs and moans were intoxicating and from his expression she could easily deduce what he was thinking. A smug grin appeared on her snout and for a moment she slowed down giving the rabbit a momentary breather. "Hehe... having regrets about boasting... you know me long enough to know I would test such a challenge" , she chirped in a teasing way before picking up the pace once more. Then, after a couple more firm pumping motions, his cock finally erupted shooting forth a thick jet of its sweet load, painting her tongue and the back of her throat with its white creamy goodness. River let out a hot, sensual moan as its sweet salty taste swashed over her taste buds. Another moan followed as she could feel his cock twitch between her fingers before it shot out a second volley.

After catching the second shot with her mouth, she halted her milking motion and let his cock jump free from her grip while leaning forward and catching the tip completely with her mouth, allowing him to shoot the remainder of his seed directly inside her mouth and throat. Then while gently bobbing her head, she used her tongue and cheeks to coax and suck the last drops of cum out of the throbbing organ until it finally lost its hardiness. River then let Warren's cock go with a loud, wet pop.

"Hmmm... yummy. Hope you enjoyed getting sucked by your besty" she exclaimed looking up and gulping down the last of his seed. Even though it had been a rather one sided encounter, it was still fun to see her friend bask in the afterglow of his orgasm. Must have been a good one, his entire body is shivering, she thought until she realized it was more likely the cause of his wet fur. "Well now that I've taken off the edge, why don't you hop under the shower and get warmed up", she said concerned for his well being. "Don't worry, I'll join shortly after putting everything in the dryer."

River waited until Warren had moved behind the curtains before finally moving back up to stand. Right until now, she had been so focused on Warren that she had not realized how worked up she had been herself between her legs. Slipping out of her shorts and undies, she quickly gathered their scattered adornments before throwing them into the machine and turning it on. The noise would probably muffle some of their further escapades, she giggled inside before making her way towards the shower.

Stepping through the curtains, she approached the rabbit from behind before grabbing him into a tight hug. "Missed me...? I have a little confession to make... a bit of a surprise...", she chirped teasingly as both arms wrapped around his chest. Immediately one arm drifted down and her nimble fingers quickly reached his crotch to ascertain the status of his bunnyhood. At the same time though, she pressed her own body tightly against him. From that point, Warren could suddenly feel something warm and rigid rub and press against his soft, fluffy cottontail.

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Warren visibly shivered as River sucked all of the cum from his cock. That warm, wet, and inviting maw of hers just seemed to suit his cock very well. His paws gripped at the counter behind him and his body jerked and twitched as each lightning of pleasure shot through him and caused those sensitive reactions. Little grunts and moans escaped him as well as he finally emptied himself into her mouth. Another loud gasp escaped him as she finally released him, causing his cock to bob free, softening slightly but not much. His ears and nose twitched as his body shook a bit, as if he was shedding water. It caused his mostly erect member to sway around freely. "I did..." he smirked down at her. "And it makes me wonder why we didn't do that before. You're good at this." he gave her a playful wink.

As she mentioned getting in the shower he nodded and took a drink from his beer, draining it with a series of gulps and finishing it off with a rather impressive burp for a rabbit. "A warm shower sounds good" he laughed softly. "And don't worry, I'll get you off too, I should be ready again here pretty soon." he stated as he pushed aside the curtain and stepped into the shower. He had a nice little buzz going on and the glow from the climax made him generally feel peppy.

Warren positioned himself under the water and allowed the warmth to wash over him. It was nice, like a warm hug, and caused his pelt to smooth to his body allowing his lean muscles to show some definition. It also caused his ears to roll back---and sure he did look a bit like a drowned rabbit with his fur slicked down. He let his friend take care of the close and began to run his hands through his head fur. And with the water in his face, he didn't realize until she had gotten into the shower with him.

A little playful moan escaped him as she crept up behind him and gave him that hug. However, that faded a bit when she mentioned a surprised and he answered with an "Oh?". As she reached down, she could tell that his erection had maintained and those digits there caused it to stiffen eagerly. But then his whole body stiffened as he felt that firm rod press against his rump. He body locked up and he was suddenly very confused.

There was no way that was what he thought it was. His friend, all this time, wasn't a girl---but a boy? Or... maybe something in between. "I..." he stated as he glanced to the side. One of his paws had drifted back to rest on her hip as the other moved to wipe water from his eyes and he looked at her---him?---out of the corner of his eye. "You're a guy?" he asked, more surprised than anything.

But there was no anger or betrayal in his voice. It did kind of make sense, but it was still very confusing. "Like... this whole time?" he followed up. He made no effort moving away, even with a cock pressing against his rump. Nor did his erection deflate suddenly. He did say he would return the favor and in the back of his mind he wondered what it would be like to suck a dick---or... whatever else could be done. It did make sense as River seemed to know her---his?---way around a cock.

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"Hmmmm... yes... and no... maybe both... or neither" she replied teasingly in response to his question about being a guy, unable to resist finding a little amusement to the rabbit's surprised confusion while grinding her own erection a little more against his fluffy rump. "Does it even matter though?" she added while squeezing her digits a little tighter around his bunnyhood in the hopes of drawing his horny rabbit brain's attention back to making out. "Let me just be your lifelong girlfriend you always had the hots for who just happens to have a cock instead of a pussy, but still totally wants to bone and make out with you"

After she had said that, she used her other paw to grab his shoulder and turn him around to face her. With the water out of his face, Warren now had a proper view of his longtime friend now standing there naked in front of him. From behind, you would never expect her to be anything but a girl with her slender athletic build and the proportions between her slender shoulders, waist and thicker hips and thighs.

Even from the front, it was hard to think of her not being a girl, with her gentle girly features. Of course her non existing bosom and the obvious cock hanging from her crotch was something else. River waited a moment to give his eyes a moment to roam all over her body and take her in completely while she was still holding him by the shaft and shoulder. Then, she finally stepped forward, arms moving around his neck as she drew herself closer until their two shafts practically touched and rubbed against one another. A moment later, she pushed herself even closer, pressing her lips tightly against his.

While they made out, River slowly maneuvered them around until she was now furthest into the shower booth.She then pulled Warren along until she was pinned with her back touching against the shower wall. Only then did she finally break the kiss, her expression all flustered and excited. "So... you mentioned something about returning the favor?" she asked licking her lips while gently pressing on his shoulders to coax him to go down on her.

As Warren got down on his knees, River kept her eyes locked on his, her expression one of pure thrill and excitement while she waited for him to jump into action, her smooth pink cock emerging fully out of its sheet and twitching expectantly.

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Warren was still in a state of confusion as his otter friend spoke from behind. It was a bit awkward to have a firm cock pressing between his cheeks, his little cotton tail twitching slightly. But there was something a bit exciting about it too. After all, he felt really horny---as rabbits did all the time---and it was new. That's what college is all about, right? A series of new events? Experimentation and exploration? Right? And that squeeze at his shaft merely reconfirmed his desires. He was panting softly as the water rained down on him.

In that haze of confusion, he felt himself being turned around and he didn't resist. It was nice to have the water off of his face for the moment but they were standing there, nude before each other, his fur pressing against his body due to the dampness. He couldn't help but look down, curiosity getting the best of him. "Yup, there it is" he stated confirming as his eyes lingered over the hard flesh, just as erect as his.

As River went in for the kiss he followed suit, his body inching closer, their members rubbing against each other. It felt weird, but again, oddly arousing. He kissed her timidly first as if coming back to reality, then eagerness took over and he went deeper, his head tilting as his own paws moved to those hips and curved around to her rump to squeeze greedily. He allowed her to maneuver the situation, not fighting or resisting or taking control. But that haze was fading the longer they kissed and the more his body demanded progression. His body was practically grinding against her at this point. But then the kiss was broken and he blinked and her words rang on his ears. "Oh... right" he smiled sheepishly as he was pushed downwards. Far be it for him to go back on a word.

Before he knew it, he was on his knees, the loud water raining down around him. It wasn't the ideal place to suck his first dick, but he supposed he would make the best of it. He stared at the pink flesh of his friend and then looked upwards. "This is my first time so like... I don't know, tell me what you like?" he laughed softly. "I'm better with pussy" he added as his paw reached out. He gripped the base of River's cock and aimed it down a bit. He leaned forward and his maw opened. His pink tongue rolled out and he licked slowly over the head of the shaft, curious as to what it would taste like. The act was a little hesitant, but then he realized that it didn't really taste like anything. Thankfully River kept her---himself---clean. "Oh, and make a lot of noise, I love that shit."

After confirming that the taste was fine, he opened his maw a little wider and went for it. He leaned forward and took the tip of his friend's shaft into his maw, just the head. His cheeks tucked as he suckled lightly, his tongue coiling around the head as it was lodged in his warm, wet maw. Meanwhile, the paw at the base of that shaft tugged slightly working back and forth in steady slow motions. His other paw reached out between the male's legs. He cupped his friend's balls in the palm of his hand and gripped them in a gentle squeeze. After a few more soft massages two digits extended to caress the flesh just beyond that furred sac. His large ears remained erect so he could easily hear the noises his friend made.

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River chuckled a little on Warren's confession "Sorry no pussy here, just my sweet, pink shaft for you to ahhh!!!" she jested before letting out an adorable little moan by the time Warren's hand took hold of the base of her needy erection and then tilting it down.

River adored the inexperienced and gingerly approach of her friend as he reached out with his tongue to gently lick and try out the tip oh her pink, throbbing cock. A high pitched gasp escaped from her lips and her hips bucked gently to the wet tongue rolling over the smooth mushroom tip. "Ahhh... and don't worry about it. Feel free to explore and experiment. You'll know when you're doing a good job" she gasped while trying to encourage him to go further.

"Oh I can be loud... but that'll depend on your effort as well" she added with a big encouraging grin as her bunny lover leaned in forward to dig into her twitching cock. With the washer/dryer running and swirling, they could actually make quite a bit of noise without being heard from outside over the machine rumbling in the back and so River by request let out an overly loud moan as Warren enveloped the entire head of her cock into the warm wetness of his mouth.Even though he was now enjoying River's cock, the noises coming out of her were no different from any of the other girls he had when eating out their pussy.

"Ahhh... your mouth is so warm... ahhh... and your grip... stroking it..." she mewled as he began to move his paw back and forth along her shaft while applying suction pressure to the tip. More moans followed as his other paw reached for her furry pouch and began to play with her balls. "Ahhh... that feels good too!" she continued to gasp as Warren continued to roll her balls around while slowly extending two fingers towards her cute little tailhole. Although he just got started on her, River was already quite worked up from playing with Warren's cock earlier and so it didn't take long for her cock to throb inside and rolling out some precum onto his tongue working the tip.

"Ahh fuck", she exclaimed while leaning back against the shower wall while looking down at her long eared friend suckling on her cock. Since it was his first time giving blowjob, River noticed Warren's attention was mostly focused on her crotch, though in fact she totally adored when her partner kept eye contact with her during these sort of oral games. Thus she reached out one of her paws, ruffling her fingers playfully through his black mane before gently gripping and tugging his head so he would look up to meet her gaze with his own. "Try to keep eye contact... if you can ahh... I think it's the hottest thing ever!!" she exclaimed as the bunny continued to dig in.

Holding him by the head like this, she had to refrain herself from thrusting her hips forward and feel more of her cock inside of his mouth. But she wanted him to enjoy himself and explore this new experience on his own pace. She wanted to cum badly though as his fingers rubbing around her tailhole reminded her how much she wanted to ride that hard bunny dick of his.

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Warren could feel his own cock remain hard and flexing below as he remained on his knees in the shower. The sounds River was making was causing that erection to maintain strong and he also found it oddly arousing pleasuring a cock. After all, he knew all the parts that felt good to him as his tongue continued to coil and work around the flared head as he suckled softly. When his head was jerked back, he arched a brow and glanced upwards, meeting the otter's eyes with his own.

His paw at the base of his shaft moved to press against his crotch and make a ring around just the base with his thumb and index finger. He held it in place to where the skin was pulled back a bit taught---but not painfully so. As he held that grip, his digits moved to curl into the fur of her lower belly. He then shifted his tongue to hug the underside of the otter's shaft as he began to slowly consume the male's member. His breath was coming hot from his nose, blowing over the damp fur of his friend's groin as he took more of that cock into his mouth.

His wet, warm maw hugged the pink flesh, his cheeks tucked to caress the sides, his tongue curling to hug the underside, as the leaking tip pushed deeper and deeper. He stopped when his rabbit maw was full of flesh, noting that there was a bit more to go but not quite confident enough to risk gagging on that flesh. He remained there, suckling momentarily as his paws continued to casually caress over the furred otter sac.

He then began to pull back, sucking firmly as he did so until just the tip was in his muzzle. Then he pushed down again, taking as much as he could of that hard flesh into his muzzle. His ears remained upright as best as he could with the water, to catch those sweet noises his otter companion was making. His soft blue eyes looking upwards, eager to read the pleasure on his friend's face. A soft little moan vibrated through his maw as he began to slowly bob his head. He sucked firmly on the way up hugged his maw around the shaft on the way down.

Slowly he began to build up speed, but if there was any indicator that the otter was about to blow, he would increase that effort. Mentally he debated whether he wanted a mouthful or not, but he figured it might be better than getting his face squirted on. The pre-cum that was leaking from the tip wasn't terrible, so how bad could it be?

Meanwhile, as his actions continued, his digits behind the male's sac continued to creep farther between her legs, but he was so focused on sucking his friend off, the digits were getting a bit forgotten in the works. After all, this was his first time sucking a dick.

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River watched with adoration towards Warren as he looked back op to her, his lips still wrapped tightly around her pink spear tip. The male rabbit looked simple adorable while working the tip of her cock, his tongue coiling and flicking around the flared rim of the head earning him a couple more of her cute little moans. "Ahh... ahhh... y-you're doing greahhh... great", she panted as his cheeks puffed sucking down on her throbbing cock head, earning him a couple more fresh drops of otter precum.

Then, when his fingers wrapped around the base of her shaft forming a ring, River let out a much louder gasp as the rabbit pulled the slick pink skin of her cock taught. "Ohh... God... sssoo good", she cried out in a long winded moan before biting her lower lip to hold back any further cries as he held her cock tense and secure before slowly sheathing it in the exquisite warm, wet embrace of his mouth.

Although he didn't take her entire length, it was more then enough for her. She figured he was taking it easy as it was his first blowjob on the giving end. Slowly but surely, River was melting in the hot dampness of the rabbit's maw now suckling over most of her length as if her cock was some sort of lollipop.

However, once he began to pull back, River was unable to take it, loosing herself in the sweet pleasure from the increased suction of Warren's withdrawing lips. "F-fuck... ahhhh", she cried out loud while letting herself fall back against the wall. Let go of his hair, she brought her hands back to her mouth in an ill attempt to muffle her screams of pleasure as her lover began to slowly Bob his head up and down her shaft. Luckily for the pair, the washer was still groaning away, muffling a lot of their noises.

As the rabbit's tempo began to rise, River threw her head back looking to the ceiling trying to hold back as long as she could to enjoy the ride with the pressure in her loins slowly building up. She was already pretty worked up from the excitement of confessing to each other and giving the rabbit some head as well. So trying to hold on, River was biting on her knuckles to muffle her loudest cries until she finally reached her limit.

"Ahh Warren... I... I'm cum... cumming", she cried in pure bliss as she felt a shiver rushing through her entire body emanating from her loins. Warren could feel her cock quivering and throbbing inside his mouth before it finally erupted, sending thick jet after jet of warm seed into the cute rabbit's maw.

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Warren was lost in his work as he pleasured his friend. His own cock remaining hard and starting to ooze that familiar pre-cum as his efforts, combined with the noises River was making, kept his arousal high. His breath was coming hot from his nostrils as he continued to suckle and consume that hard pink flesh. The water rained down around them, the steam of filling the air. So with all these distractions---even with his large ears---he missed the telltale signs of the impending climax.

It was a bit of a surprise with the first jet of cum rocketed into his mouth. He actually jerked back in surprise pulling off of his friend. That only cause the other jets of cum to fly and hit his rabbit muzzle. Painting his twitching nose, cheeks. He laughed softly, feeling a bit silly as the salty taste invaded his mouth. It wasn't entirely unpleasant, but when he woke up this morning he didn't anticipate getting a mouth full of semen. He swallowed while the hand at the base of River's cock began to stroke over the pink flesh as the climax faded, trying to milk him of the last drops. He squeezed from the base and rolled to the tip, pulling the last drops out to fall to the shower floor. His thumb caressed over the sensitive tip gently.

"Liked it?" he asked, panting softly as he glanced up at his friend with that cum stained face. His hand hadn't moved from the otter's cock just yet. "'cause it sure seemed like you did..."

With that he stood carefully, one hand pushing himself up on the edge of the tub to stand close to his otter friend. He pushed into her, as she was already pressed against the back of the shower wall and kissed her deeply. His muzzle tilted, his maw opened, his tongue rolled out to invade the otter's mouth as both of his paws reached for her hips. He curved around to grip the otter's rub and squeeze boldly as he ground his cock against hers. It was odd feeling the two organs rubbing next to each other and rubbing against the slick fur of their groins.

Warren's breath was hot and heavy and his heart was racing, his hips rolling against River's. The taste of the otter's semen was still on his breath. He kissed the otter for some time before breaking it off, but not moving much. "I'm still fucking horny." he whispered out.

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The otter's hips kept jerking as jet after jet erupted from her throbbing cock. After receiving the first stream in his mouth, River watched as Warren pulled back slightly causing the rest of her load to land on his adorable face. Soon the shots turned to drizzle and River's climax came to an end. Warren seemed diligent and eager to milk every drop of her cock, earning him whimpering moan after moan as he kept jerking and pumping the quivering pink organ with his paw.

"F-fuck... that was amazing", she loudly exclaimed in response to his question. Letting herself fall back and rest against the shower wall for support, River was still in aftershock of the amazing blowjob she had just received, her body and cock still quivering to his gentle stroking while she looked with utter adoration at the kneeling, cum stained bunny in front of her.

After he stood up, she eagerly accepted his approach and kiss, kissing him back passionately while enjoying the taste of her own cum. As their tongues twisted and coiled with one another, River wrapped her arms around the rabbit's neck to draw him in even closer while his hands took hold of her subtle rear and their cock grinding against one another. Still sensitive from erupting mere moments ago, River let out soft muffled cries and moans with every thrust while they kissed.

Once Warren broke off the kiss him how horny he still was, her own gaze told him the same. "Hmmm... just look how messy you are...", she chuckled before tilting his head and diving in with her tongue to scoop a thick string of her own cum off his nose. "Such a messy eater... but to answer your question, I'm still pretty horny as well", she chuckled before licking off another strand of cum. At the same time she raised one of her legs and hooked it around his waist. "I wanna feel you inside"

Then, while keeping one arm around his neck for support, she reached down with the other and gently gripped Warren's cock, giving it a couple rubs before pushing it down and hooking it underneath her furry pouch so to natural curve of his manhood could slide along the crack between her ass cheeks. "So what do you want to do, take me like this or you wanna turn me around and pin me against the wall before taking me from behind?"

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Warren was a bit overwhelmed by the feeling of their bodies pressed together and their tongues coiling around each other as their hot breath mingled with the hot water raining around them. His chest was pressing into hers with each pant. Soft moans crept from his muzzle as their bodies and members continued to grind against each other.

When the kiss broke, he leaned back a bit as the otter licked over his face. It caused him to giggle as it was simultaneously cute and arousing. Then he felt the leg hook around his waist and the grip at his cock. A gasp escaped him as he glanced into his friend's eyes. "I-uhm." he murmured. "I've never really done this before, so I don't know..." His ears ticked back as his paws continued to knead as his rump as his ears and nose twitched in thought.

His hips were subconsciously still rocking and grinding and his cock slide between those furred cheeks of the otter's rump with no real aim or guidance. Then some degree of logic crept into his mind and the awareness of the dampness around them. "So, like..." he panted out. "I think taking you from behind would be less... accident prone" he mentioned with a light laugh. He had never fucked a male in the ass---which is what River was asking. The alcohol and the eagerness were making that prospect sound more appealing as time went on. Really, he would be happy to stick his dick anywhere if it would lead to that inevitable release.

"We should get some lube... right?" he asked. "Or... is spit enough?" He tilted his head to the side quizzically---he was not sure if it was safe to assume his friend was an expert on this. He did inch away from River, allowing space so she could turn around. His paws never left her body, however, lingering on those soft furred hips as their cocks touched again, now more pointed at each other.

"Turn around, let's find out" he gave her a playful little wink.


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The Kingdom of Laron was rotten to the core. Mylan Arteron ruled the kingdom with an iron grip. Slavery was rampant, xenophobia was common. Bandits and mercenaries of all kinds roamed the land because the King wouldn't send his men to confront them. Mylan was a deviant. He had parties and orgies, and only the nobles were safe from his sexual desires. What they weren't safe from was being executed at the first sign of dissent or discontent. The roving bandits and mercenaries and occasional monsters too suppressed commoners, which made them unable to rise.

The Brood was an assassin's guild in Laron. They were notorious. They called themselves The Brood because new members were orphans adopted and taught stealth magic, illusion magic, and how to kill without remorse. Regardless of being taught at birth, some could not kill without remorse. Killers could have a conscience.

One of these Killers with a conscience waited outside of Laron's main citadel. The Assassin had no name, and very few knew his true face. He leaned against the cobblestone wall of the citadel, leaning in the light of the dancing sun, straight as a stone. Waiting, always waiting. It wasn't always a woman that he was waiting on, nor a princess. Sometimes it was a bastard who deserved to die. Did this woman deserve it?

Creak... The cringe-worthy sound of the gate opening sent shivers down the usually coolheaded Assassin. A woman exited the gate. A woman unlike any he'd ever seen. He wasn't the romantic type nor that interested in women, but genuine beauty caught the eye of all. The soft patter of his feet on the stone announced his approach. He wore the basic mail of the guards, had a long sword hanging from his hip, and his hair pulled back. His eyes glinted with the reflection of the sun. His hair on the side came to his shoulders. He had the face of a gentleman, the face of a noble s, so meticulous he had been in making sure he appeared alluring that he forgot what he'd looked like.

He walked up to the princess, bowed, and cleared his throat. "My name is Sir Maletion, my lady. The king has assigned me to escort you today. Where are we going?" He asked and waited for the wave of her hand to break his bow. His voice was a brassy tenor. The smell of roses drifted from his as if he was freshly bathed.

Would his cover hold up? It wasn't easy to make a knight disappear to steal his title, but he'd done this so long ago that there were very few alive who could tell whether a Sir Maletion existed or if his appearance was that of the finest sculptures.

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Princess Adrianna Arteron was nothing like her father. She was kind, sweet, and secretly was helping the rebellion against her father. This was her kingdom as much as his and it pained her greatly to see people suffering. People were poor, women were raped and abused, children were stolen away and sold into slavery. Everything about her father made, Adrianna sick to her stomach. Just being near him was horrible for her, so she did her best to avoid him at all cost.

Stepping through the gate, her sapphire eyes looked up into the clear blue sky. Her blue dress was a beautiful blue teal color. It hugged her form and showed off her supple curves while being modest and not showing any cleavage. The torso part went up to her neck where there was a metal piece that held up the front of the dress. Her shoulders were exposed down to about halfway between her elbow and shoulder. From there, the sleeves flowed freely from a metal piece that matched the piece around her neck. At her hips the dress went into a free flowing skirt that had panels of the blue teal and almost clear somewhat prism fabric. Her hair was up in a half braid bun and half down flowing down her back. A circlet adorned her forehead in lieu of a tiara. She preferred to not shove it peoples faces that she was the princess. On her feet were a simple pair of flats that matched the color of the prism panels of the skirt.

At the sound of feet approaching, Adrianna looked up, "Oh. Hello. You can lift your head, Sir Maletion. You are new to the guard, I have never seen you before." She commented as she looked him over. "I hope you are up for a lot of walking. I am going around town today. I hope you understand when you are with me, my word is final. If I say stay, you stay. Somethings are not for the ears of a guard. I hope you can respect that." Adrianna had done well too hand pick her guards, those that she could trust to help her in her efforts to help the rebellion fight against her father and stop his rain of terror.

Looking him over, Adrianna could not help, but think about how handsome he was. Compared to him, her voice was a soft delicate, but firm. When she walked past him to carry on her way, a wave of cherry almond smell filled the air and his nose. It was one of the sweetest and crispy smells that was not overbearing. "Let us go." She commented as she headed for the main gates of the palace.

Adrianna continued through the main gates and out into the capital city of the kingdom. Two guards were out in front leading the way, with two at her side and two bringing up the rear. With grace and dignity that her father never showed, the princess moved through the capital city's the marketplace. A soft smile was across her face as she made her way through the medium sized crowd of people. After visiting a few clothing shops, but she never bought anything. At a small jewelry shop, Adrianna nodded to her guards before going in and none of them came in with her. They motioned to Maletion to stay outside with them. The guards kept anyone from going into the shop. If someone was to look inside, they would see the princess talking with two men, passing paperwork to them as they talked in hushed tones. Just what was the princess up to.

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"I have won your father's favor, and he assigned me to keep a close watch on you," Maletion said, looking over at her and inspecting her. If the man was loyal to her father, that meant her father meant him to be controlling. "I am not only a guard, I am a knight. I am sure your father wouldn't like me very much if he heard I allowed you to have too much freedom. Do nothing that will get me in trouble, please!" His charm eased from the way he said, him smiling for a moment and his teeth showing. He had good teeth for the period and looked well-groomed enough, which made him stand out from anyone else who'd assigned to watch her. He'd been meticulous in his preparations to ensure that he looked suitable for being a knight. A role he slipped into with ease and a role that fit him.

His nose widened as he took in the drifting of her cherry almond. A delicious scent that he'd never smelled before, considering most he spent most of his time amongst gypsies, tramps, and thieves in the poorer district of town. In stark contrast to that, she was a good-smelling, pale princess who he loved to see... He didn't mind the the change in company. She was about the finest woman he'd spent time around, in the short time together. It wasn't often one found the company of a princess in the slums. He'd slain a few bratty noblewomen who were as evil as their husband in their time, but never a princess.

The men surrounded them on both sides while he walked beside her. He followed her in and out of every shop, offered compliments on the things she bought, and behaved like a total gentleman. The strange thing about his behavior is that e treated the princess as a friend. He spoke, didn't act formal, and spoke freely. He wanted to gauge her reaction to this, wanted to get a feeling for how she felt about commoners or her ''lesser'' to factor into his later decision.

Maletion noted the shop that she'd been in, he'd have to come there later. Hopefully, the men would be forthcoming, so he didn't have to put too much force into things. He stood watching and alert, not pretending to be interested in what was happening inside until she came out again. He straightened up, cleared his throat, and asked in his soft, brassy tenor. "Where to next, M'lady?" He began to sweat during all their travels, he wasn't used to wearing armor all day long and the sun was out in full force. He wouldn't mind a lukewarm cape of ale and a few minutes with anyone who'd give him a second look in the tavern. She mad him feel tense. The allure of a powerful woman.

Maletion didn't mind this role, guardian of a beautiful princess, and he'd look forward to doing it for several days if he had to. She drew him to her. Made him feel protective. When he scanned for threats, he desperately hoped there was none lurking on the horizon. Was this a woman who deserved to die, a woman who carried the evil genes of the king, or was she just as much of a victim as the rest of the people in the kingdom?

Inside, the men were already drafting up letters to the king.

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Adrianna stepped out from the shop, and looked over at Maletion, "You do not need to do that. Especially when we are out like this away from the palace. Now we get something to eat and find a cool place to sit and relax. I only get days out of the palace, once every two weeks. My father hates me leaving the palace, but I was about to convince him to let me out once every two weeks." She talked to him with easy and did not talk down to him.

Children and citizens approached her with ease, either smiling, giving her something or hug her. Adrianna did not seem to mind it. The people seemed to like her. She was nothing like her father and it was becoming clear rapidly. "How long have you been serving my father? How loyal are you to him?" She looked over at Maletion as they headed over to the food district. At a few different food stands, Adrianna allowed the guards to get what they wanted as she got what she wanted before they all went to the center of town.

They found a table to sit at that was in the shade and in the best location to enjoy watching the town bustle around. Adrianna sat down and began to eat as she watched the town. A soft smile on her face before a frown filled her face. She jumped up suddenly and ran off, the guards all have the stubble after her. Before they all knew it, Adrianna had thrown herself between a tall, scruffy man and a small child. It was clear the man was trying to drag the child off, probably to sell for slavery. "Leave this child alone." She snapped at the man. She waved back at the child to run after she got him free.

The man immediately got pissed, "Stupid little princess. Mind your own business." He growled at her as he grabbed her arm. "You would sell so high. How about since you can't mind your business and just lost me money, I take you instead. So many men would love to get their hands on you." He said as he jerked her closer to him. Adrianna tried to pull free, "Release me!" She snapped at him.

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"As you wish, M'lady," He said with a playful grin. He returned her look and his eyes widened, his eyes obviously drifting up and down her for a moment. "Your father sounds very stifling. I suppose he doesn't let you out very often because he doesn't want you to get yourself into any trouble. It's not like the commoners are very fond of you or your father, so he's probably worried they will attack you on the spot. No need to worry that I am here... I will protect you." He straightened up and gave her somewhat of a stupid smile, losing himself completely in the role.

He followed her for a while, clearing his throat before answering his question. Had he done something suspicious, had he done something that had drawn her ire? "I impressed your father in the tournament. I don't really know that much of your father, nor have I been in the capital that long. Why do you ask?" He raised an eyebrow as he probed at her, a hint of worry seeping into his words as his face briefly formed into a tight scowl.

Maletion sat at the table across from her, not needing any more permission to take a seat or be so casual. The guards they had left outside were very jealous and would report this to the king later. He looked upon the slaver and the girl with concern, his eyebrows furrowing as well. His respect for her grew as she jumped to the cause of defending the girl. Maletion stood up and immediately approached the man from behind, kicking his knees and knocking him to the ground before taking a ball of his hair and forcing the man to look the princess in the eyes.

"Apologize to the princess, apologize to the princess now or I will take your tongue." His protective instinct had kicked into overdrive the moment someone had touched her. Why did he react so boldly, so impulsively and fast at something he should've reacted to more calm?

The man simpered as he realized he'd made a grave error. "I... I'm sorry. Forgive me, I'm an idiot!" The man pleaded. Maletion's sword had already come from his sheath and was pointed at the back of the mans neck as he held him by the head.

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Adrianna could not help rolling her eyes at him and his playful grin. She had never felt such ease around someone before. "You are wrong. The commoners around here, they know me. They know I am not my father. I may share his genes, but I am nothing like him." She emphasized this by scooping up a child that had run up to her, hugged the little girl before letting her back down.

"I ask because I do not need a spy for my father watching my every move and reporting it to him. He would not like to find that they people actually like me while hating him." She stated. "Do you plan to tell him?" As she asked, she sat down, watching him sit across from her. A brow slipped up as she watched him and never ask if he could. A smirk formed as she began to eat.

Adrianna blinked as she saw the man fall to his knees before releasing her. Moving her wrist to her chest while her other hand wrapped around her wrist, rubbing the sore spot that was now there. "Release him. Go. If I catch you again, I will have him kill you." Her tone was firm and steady, as her eyes glared at the man, who ran away once he was released. Turning to Maletion, "Thank you, Sir Maletion. It is sad that I can't arrest him for this because nothing would happen to him. The city guards do not care." Walking back to the table, she fell into her chair. "I hate what this kingdom has become. This is not what my grandfather had left or wanted."

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He grinned back. "You can trust me. Your father won't hear a peep of anything. I would imagine that you should be careful about who you talk to. Just because people hate him doesn't mean he won't have a few people on his side. You never know who you're dealing with until it's over." He stretched out idly as he spoke, obvious getting comfortable before she noticed the slaver.

Maletion released the bundle of the man's hair, letting out a sigh and then looking at her. "The kingdom is a madhouse. I see you're nothing like your father because he would've had the man executed on sight. I heard your grandfather was a good man with noble ambitions. How did your father go so wrong? " His eyes flicked to her bruises, widening and looking concerned. Without much question and ignoring any boundaries that might've set, he walked over to her and took her wrist in her hand, inspecting the bruise fully.

"If this hurts too much, I have medicine I can give you to make the pain go away." It was strange, out of class but it was bore from obvious concern. The man sat down after holding it for a moment, his cold skin pressing against hers. His eyes locked with hers, he frowned for a moment before he spoke.

"You don't fear for your safety, that someone will rise up against your father and you will be hurt in the process?"

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"It is my fault. At least that is what I heard. My mother was the love of his life. She died giving birth to me. They say it broke him and ever since he has been like this. He would not have gotten involved in that. I just want to go bac---hey!" She cried out as he took her hand. While her tone was surprise, her face held a blush. Staring at him as he looked over her sore wrist. "I appreciate it, Sir Maletion. It will be fine. Just a bit sore." She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as he held her hand.

After a few minutes, she pulled her hand away and looked away from him in an attempt to hide her blushing cheeks. "Yes. At times. I have been attacked before. It is why my father only allows me out once every two weeks and why I have so many guards. I do not know why I am gonna say what I am, but I feel like... you know what... no... you could be working with my father and I would rather not get punished again." Adrianna got up from the table, packed up her leftovers and headed out. "We should get back to the palace."

Leading the guards assigned to her protection back to the palace. The whole way back, Adrianna was silent and said nothing to anyone. She even kept her distance from Maletion. Once back, Adrianna went up to her room and locked herself in there as she needed to think and needed some alone time.


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He sighed, finally accepting the fact that he was not going anywhere for a while, and released the clasps on his cloaks, letting them fall behind him. He slid his bags off his shoulders rolling said shoulders and rubbing at his neck, easing the tension out of the muscles. He must look a sight, he thought. He needed a proper bath, as he was smeared in dirt and bloody scratches, his clothes were a myriad of tiny tears, and his hair... ugh... don't even get him started.

He used his fingers to try to comb the snarls out of his hair, trying to work at least the worst of them out. He found a bit of lacing and pulled his blue-black hair back out of his face, plaiting it to keep it in some semblance of control before tying it off. The braid hung just over his shoulder, and Leander flipped it behind him, pale blue eyes again watching the brown haired man across from him.

"I don't know if anyone followed me or not. I didn't wait around to see. I just left. I didn't want to know if they were following. I was really kind of hoping they weren't." He watched the man move about.

"How long have you lived out here, Siveril?" he asked curious now to know more about this man who had come to his rescue.

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He inspected the meal as he thought about his answer. He knew Leander wouldn't be a threat to him in almost any capacity, but still, how would he know he could still be trusted once they got to the next town?

"About two months, give or take. I don't like to stay in one spot for terribly long. Was thinking I was overdue in moving on again. This is a lovely quiet forest." He sounded sincere, despite Leander's likely contrary opinion.

The meat on the fire was actually starting to smell good at this time. He pulled a skewer and bit into a chunk. He nodded as he pulled the other out and walked it calmly to him. "It's a little tough, and not as appetizing as the rabbit, but it's done." He handed the stick out to him. "After we eat, we can head to a stream to clean up a bit." he added, returning to his side of the fire, getting more meat put on the fire. There was enough for another meal.

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"Just a few months?" Leander asked, the question out before he actually truly thought about it. "I'm sorry." The apology came almost immediately. "That was rude of me. Where are you from?" He was still curious about his new companion, and Siveril had not given him a lot of information.

He was quiet for a while as he ate, the meat nowhere near as tender as the rabbit had been. Even so, it was warm and chewy and filling and he savored every bite, even ready for the second piece that Siveril had placed over the fire to cook. "Cleaning up sounds good," he agreed. "I wish I had thought to bring soap and a comb. Still, just getting most of the sweat and the dirt off of me will help."

He watched Siveril as he ate, his curiosity piqued. "Do you have a place around here then?"

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Siveril smiled weakly at the curiosity of the stranger, he could tell it was in good faith, but he wasn't ready for exact details. "Two months in this forest, friend. And no need to apologize." He looked at Leander with a look of consideration, almost sizing him up. He had little reason to blab about meeting Siveril without putting out the reason for their meeting in the first place. This helped.

"We'll be coming from the same direction when we start moving, though I'm a few years away from my... 'home.'" He shook his head, remembering why he left. There was a reason he was out there and he didn't quite feel like sharing yet.

He could do with a clean up as well. He didn't get a great chance since he started following Leander, and it was starting to wear on him. He nodded in response, though stopped at the last question. "I do not. I don't tend to stay long enough to build any form of shelter. Just huddle under my cloak on a sturdy tree branch and I'm good. Though I suppose I'll be on the ground for awhile. No matter."

He bit off the last chunk of meat as he examined the cooking skewers. They were almost ready. Good, then he can store it in his bag and they can freshen up the best they can. Though he wasn't sure how well he could with company. Him or Leander.

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He listened as the other man hedged his questions, and pushed no further. Either something had happened and Siveril didn't want to talk about it, or Siveril was an outlaw in hiding. Either way, he didn't seem to pose a threat to Leander, seemed quite friendly, actually. And Siveril was his only way out of this forest. He could keep his secrets. Leander didn't need to know them in order to follow the man out of here.

Although he did hesitate when he found out that there would be no shelter. "But how do you stay dry from the rain?" he asked, the question, as usual, coming out before he could put a stop to it. The habit was pure natural curiosity, not with any interest in being judgmental. "Don't you get cold?"

Leander took a breath and stopped himself. "I'm sorry. Perdita always said I asked too many questions and it was rude. I'll be quiet now."

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Siveril gave him a soft smile. "That is a fair question, with a simple answer. This keeps me dry and warm." He pulled a corner of his thick cloak up to show what he meant. "You could almost call it a gambeson just made from hides," he said, barely showing the cloak had multiple furs adorning it. "If winter wasn't behind us, I'd get to work on one for you, unless that thicker cloak works well enough?"

He gave the skewers his attention again and they looked ready. He pulled them off the fire and reached into his bag, pulling out a separate smaller sack, that he wrapped around the cooked food and slid off the skewers. He got the last chunk into the bag when he appeared to have a thought.

"You have an idea on what vegetation is safe or not safe to eat?" he inquired. He wasn't big on non-meats before all of this, but that's still a useful part of one's diet. "I thought about it over my time in nature, but I didn't know enough to risk it." So the hunter doesn't know everything.

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Leander gave a slight shake of his head. "The cloak keeps me warm for short journeys, but it would never do for a full winter," he informed Siveril. "It is a good thing the winter is behind us and the days are warming," he admitted. "But I will need to be in shelter by the time the cold comes around again, or I will freeze to death."

He looked longingly at the meat as Siveril wrapped it and stored it for later. He could have easily eaten that second piece, but then, there would be none for later. As it stood, his hunger was not sated, but neither did feel as though his stomach wanted to eat itself. He wasn't full, but he was no longer starving. He would wait and eat whenever Siveril decided it was time. His mind went to washing up, and how cool and clear the water would taste after the coarse chewiness of the meat.

He blinked at Siveril's question. The man knew how to hunt, but not how to forage? How... odd. "Yes, I do," Leander replied, for the first time with full confidence. "I've been doing it for years. There aren't many things that are ripe enough to eat yet, but there are some things I could boil down for tea or broth... if I had a pot of some sort..."

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He smiled at the showing confidence. Okay, he's good at something that should be useful. It's a fair point about the time of year and little being ready to eat yet, he hadn't seen many berries or the like yet. "I see," he said looking around for a moment. He seemed to be satisfied with a nod as he continued, "I had a feeling there wasn't much ready this early in the season, not that I would have tried to forage. Bad experience during my first spring on my own and I haven't tried since." He looked a little queasy as he spoke, but he shook it off as he put out the fire and donned his cloak.

"So, if you're ready to go, let's get cleaned up!" he said with a soft clap of his hands. When Leander was ready, he lead them back to the stream, carefully down the ravine that had defeated Leander earlier, to the sparkling waters.

Once he found a suitable section of water, he took his cloak back off and hung it from a nearby tree. He loosened and removed his shirt, exposing his torso to the cool afternoon air. He shivered briefly, but stepped up to the water and began to bathe his upper half. He was in great shape with toned muscles and little to no fat that the eye could see.

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Leander was all for getting cleaned up. He'd never felt as grimy as he did right now, and wanted nothing more than to be free of the days-old sweat and dirt covering his body. He shouldered his bags and cloaks and followed Siveril back to the stream, moving with extreme caution as they climbed down the ravine. The waters were calm and beautiful here, and Leander took a moment to enjoy simple serenity of the area before setting his belongings under a tree and stripping to the waist as his companion had done. He was pale, more from not having been much exposed to the sunlight than anything, and he was too thin, with his ribs more defined than his muscles. He didn't have a lot of body hair, just a fine patch in the armpits and a trail of dark hair leading from the belly button into the waistband of his pants.

The water itself was cool and clear and refreshing and felt wonderful, both trickling down his parched throat and flowing over his heated skin. He rinsed as much of himself as he could, wincing a bit as he knelt, the bruising and abrasions to his leg reminding him that the ravine hadn't been as kind to him last night as it was this morning. He frowned a bit at his reflection in the water. Those wounds did not get a good cleaning last night and the last thing he needed right now was an infection. Not only that, he thought, taking another look at his arms, his entire body had been a feeding ground for mosquitos and midges, and those bites needed to be cleaned and treated as well.

"Siveril?" he asked, knowing if he didn't do so now he wouldn't get the questions out. "Do you think that the water here is calm enough to bathe in? Would it bother you if I undressed and took a full bath? I'm filthy and I have wounds on my leg than I need to clean off and I can't do that with my pants on and it would just be easier..."

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Siveril gave an examining look as his companion matched his state of dress. Not overly impressive, though he wasn't expecting much else. The question didn't seem to phase him as he gave a light shrug.

"I have no reason to object, if it means taking care of yourself. This stream shouldn't be an issue if that is your desire," he said as he began to tug at the simple belt that kept his trousers tight, "I'll admit, a bath does sound nice, even if it isn't hot. Though, I suppose I should be asking as well then.. ." he added, looking over his should at Leander, then moving out of the stream to the rest of his clothing.

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"I have no problem with your undressing," Leander answered, already undoing the workings of his pants. "Some men are uncomfortable with being naked around other men, though, and I wanted to make sure that you were okay with it before I just stripped." His dropped down around his ankles and he kicked them off to the side. He wore no underclothes. "Also," he continued, "I needed to ask about the water." He carefully stepped in and shivered. The water was cooler than expected, but not so cold as to keep him out of the stream. The current was sluggish and Leander could barely feel its tug around his ankles. "I can't swim," he explained, stepping further into the water, his back and nicely shaped behind still facing Siveril.

A few feet into the stream, the water was up to Leander's knees and he could feel the tug of the current. That was as far as he felt comfortable, so he squatted in the water until he was sitting on the rock bottom, washing himself as best he could in the flowing water. He laid back to wet his hair, taking the time to rinse all the mud and grime and sweat from the past few days out of it, enjoying the feel of the cool water on his heated scalp. He was also unwittingly giving Siveril a full view of his naked front, showing that that dark trail of hair led from his belly button to a patch surrounding a well defined and uncut manhood, only slightly larger than average.

Once his hair was as clean as he could get it, he rolled back over, butt now in the air, and pushed himself up onto his knees. Sitting with his feet under him, he scrubbed at his face, neck, chest, belly and thighs, cleaning carefully around the wounds at thigh and knee, straightening the leg to get the wounds as clean as possible. No finished, he stood cautiously and walked back to shore, sitting in the sun to dry, using his fingers to try to untangle his hair and cursing himself again for forgetting to grab his comb.

"Thank you," he told Siveril. "I feel so much better now. I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes."

He was already reaching for his healer's kit, searching for the correct salve to apply to the wounds to help them heal the fastest.

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Siveril nodded as he explained the meaning behind his questions. "I know what you mean, though I fail to understand the discomfort over another's nudity, just because you have..." he pauses to look at Leander quickly, not subtly, "the same genitals. Especially in a situation like this." He shrugs as he finishes loosing his belt and pushes his somewhat tight pants to the ground, exposing himself facing the other man.

Every strand of hair on Siveril's body was the same dark brown, untrimmed, rough, and thick. He didn't have a ton of body hair everywhere, but there was hardly a smooth patch of skin on him. His pubic hair did little in hiding that he was a shower and he was longer than average, but not thick enough to need more than one hand to wrap around it. He joined the other man, keeping a respectful distance, not out of discomfort, but just so he didn't risk bumping any injuries.

He sat in the stream and started to wash himself, when he hissed in pain while he washed his upper thigh. He repositioned his leg and saw a decent cut that looked like it had mostly closed already. Still, he hasn't noticed it before. He twisted the leg a bit more to show Leander, not paying attention to how close his manhood was to the sight.

"Say, Leander? Mind looking at another wound? Don't know where this one came from..." he sounded hesitant. Mostly from he barely knew this man and was asking for help. He washed the cut carefully. It wasn't life threatening, but uncomfortable for a few days most likely.

After making sure everything was clean enough for now, he walked over and sat by Leander, giving him the best access to the cut, though he was on full display in the process.

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Leander had no qualms when it came to inspecting Siveril's wound, completely ignoring its proximity to his manhood. In fact, ignoring the presence of Siveril's genitalia altogether. They weren't deemed important to him at this point in time. Leander used gentle hands to explore and assess the wound, checking for any signs of redness, inflammation, or pus. The wound didn't show any of these signs of infection, so he tenderly applied the same preventive salve he used on his own wounds.

"There doesn't seem to be any infection," he explained to Siveril as he rubbed the salve into the flesh. "This should prevent any infection from happening. You'll have to apply it every day until it's healed."

Once the wounds were cared for, Leander changed into clean clothing and tied back his hair. He stuffed his dirty clothing into a sack he'd packed and put them all into his bag, ready to travel again. He felt better for the cleanliness of the bath, but didn't exactly relish the idea of walking through the woods all day. He'd rather be sitting at a table reading, but this couldn't be helped. Maybe when they got to the town he'd take a few days to relax.

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He braced himself for when the salve would come into contact with the wound, but found it stinging far less than he anticipated. He had a slight smile as Leander explained the treatment plans for it, giving a blood when he was done. "Thank you, it is appreciated."

He stood and still hadn't noticed he was somewhat aroused. Even if it was a professional examination, the gentle touch on his thigh wasn't unnoticed by his subconscious. It was mostly gone by the time he started pulling his clothing back on. Clean clothes hadn't been a luxury of Siveril's for some time.

He looked to the sky, then around him in most directions. His face bore a look of mounting frustration, as he slowly approached a large tree, "Hold for a moment, if you please."

He climbed up the tree in near record times, before gazing around from his new viewpoint. With his legs holding him in place, he whipped the bow into position and shot several arrows into the brush below. He spun his torso around to face Leander with a look of 'don' t move an inch,' as he loosed another that he could hear whiz past his ear to stick into a low grunting noise behind him. If he looked, Leander would see a small, reptilian creature that was clutching an equally small knife, with the arrow lodged firmly in its chest.

Two more shots fired and Siveril jumped down from the tree. That was a mistake. He took two steps towards Leander when his injured leg refused to support him after that. He cursed in Elven before looking at Leander. "Maybe we don't travel today..."

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Leander paid no attention to Siveril's burgeoning manhood as he applied the salve. It happened that way sometimes, and, although it usually embarrassed the other person, Leander never took it personally. Siveril didn't seem to let it bother him, and Leander wouldn't mention it. By the time both men were dressed, Leander had already forgotten the incident. He was getting ready to shoulder his bags again when Siveril told him to hold up. Leander blinked as his companion scrambled up the tree, looking confusedly around as the elf shot arrows into seemingly empty underbrush. His breath caught and held as Siveril pinned him with a look and fired a shot right at him. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding as the arrow narrowly missed his ear, flying past to think into something behind him.

He was looking stupidly at the dead reptilian... thing... when Siveril jumped out of the tree, turning just in time to see him stumble before rushing over to help. "Not travel? But is this place safe? Will there be more of those... things...? What are they, anyway?" The questions came pouring from Leander even as he helped Siveril over near his bags to sit and get off the injured leg. "Shouldn't we find someplace safer to stop?" he asked as he assessed the leg. "It doesn't seem to be broken. I can help you walk..."

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Siveril graciously used Leander's aid to get next to the tree for assessment of his leg. It was odd how sharp a pain it was when it gave out. "Kobolds. Closest thing to dragons that live on two feet, so they say. Normally not a threat to people unless they're intruding or they've pissed them off. I think I'm in the latter camp with these folks..." he paused as he got the verdict.

"I wouldn't mind trying again. If I have to rely on you for support, we could be in trouble. I attacked a small clan of these creatures because they were harassing a nearby village. I suppose a few hunting parties were out while I struck."

He carefully stood using the tree as support. He winced slightly, but seemed satisfied. "Will just have to remember not to jump." He held his bow in hand as he surveyed the surroundings again. "We should be fine for the moment, but I'm not taking chances."

He pointed in the direction they intended to go, "Shall we?"

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Leander didn't hesitate as he shouldered his bags and belongings. He wanted away from this place as quickly as possible, and shuddered as he walked past a dead kobold near their pathway. As much as he was worried about the safety of staying, he was also worried about the limping Siveril. The leg wasn't broken, but it had taken a jolt and a twist from the impact and Leander wondered how long the elf would be able to stay afoot without help. For now, all he could do was stay close. When the time came, Leander would offer his support.

It wasn't long before Leander was a few steps ahead of Siveril, following the elf's direction but clearing the path to make traveling easier. Travel was slower than Leander would have liked, but that couldn't be helped. He refused to hurry his companion, relying on hi to keep them alive. They rested when Siveril needed to rest, moved at Siveril's pace, and slowly put a little distance between themselves and the kobolds. He'd leave it up to Siveril as to where they would stop for the day and set up camp for the night.

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Despite the constant pain in his leg, Siveril soldiered on, trying to not show discomfort. He was supposed to be the guide, and it wouldn't do to wind Leander up more just because he's injured. Still, he appreciated the efforts made to help him. He could still travel, he just had to be more careful now.

The path he was trying to lead them through, thankfully, had little in terms of wildlife to interfere. Between Siveril's inability to be quiet, and Leander's inexperience, no creature was willing to investigate.

It was dusk when Siveril was pleased with location to set up for the night. A grotto with a naturally formed pool of water inside. A quick look told him it wasn't anything's den, but he gave Leander a quick gesture to have him wait a few yards away. He gingerly approached the grotto with an arrow nocked, as he gazed around the interior. He sniffed the air a few times, then knelt to do the same to the water. It all smelled right. He stood slowly and gave the okay. "It's all clear, we can camp in here. Only one direction to worry about tonight!" he said with a bit of relief to his voice.

He set his gear down on the opposite side of the pool from the entrance, looking around for something. Siveril paid the pool no mind as it was catching the rays of the setting sun and it glowed in same orange as the sky outside.

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By the time they reached the grotto, Leander was exhausted and beyond ready to camp for the night. He gladly stayed behind, watching closely as Siveril cautiously scoped out the area, making sure the place was safe. Even so, Leander entered with timid steps and wide eyes, still half expecting those little lizard men (kobolds. He needed to remember that they were called kobolds) to jump out at him. He set his bags near Siveril's gear, close enough for comfort, far enough as to not invade his private space, and started to make a bed for himself.

He didn't think to ask about a fire. Leander couldn't start one without a match or an ember, and he had neither. And, although his stomach was growling, he didn't ask about food. He couldn't hunt or fish, and Siveril was in no condition to go out. And, quite frankly, he was too tired to attempt to forage for the slim pickings available out there right now. He'd forgotten about the meat Siveril had packed away earlier in the day.

He was about to sit down on the makeshift bed when a thought struck him, coming completely out of nowhere. "Siveril? Do we need to keep a watch? Will they come after us in our sleep?"

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Siveril paid little mind to the sounds of Leander setting himself up a bed, still focused on trying to find something in the relative dark of the back of this cave. He hissed a little bit as he found what he was looking for, with his bad leg. He let out a soft breathy chuckle as he realized what he kicked. He reached down and started to pull it towards the pool and their gear. A branch that broke off in a windstorm, perhaps, still with its foliage.

"Fortune smiles on us, my friend!" he said as he carefully sat down and started breaking down what he could. It wouldn't quite get them through the night, but a few hours of light before sleep doesn't hurt anyone.

"Watch? No, I don't believe so. I'll scatter some small rocks by the entrance, so they'll be easier to hear coming. As long as my bow is nearby, we'll be fine," he said with a confident smile, trying to assure him. He was genuine, that much anyone could see.

Soon, a small fire was crackling beside the men by the pool. Siveril made good on his promise after, reaching into his pack for a handful of small rocks. He made his way, carefully, to the entrance and sprinkled them around strategically. When he came back, even his own stomach couldn't keep quiet.

"Oh yeah, we haven't eaten for a bit..." he said, mostly to himself. He reached into his pack again and retrieved the small sack he uses for food storage. He split the meal as best he could, handing Leander his half. He gazed into the water of the pool, as the sun's setting colors reflected in it and shined out onto the ceiling of the grotto. He smiled appreciatively.

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As exhausted as Leander was, he couldn't seem to relax enough to try to sleep. He wanted to help Siveril break down the branch, but just couldn't find the energy. He hadn't realized the toll the past few days had taken on him. Next to no sleep and little food left him totally depleted. Still, if Siveril had said they'd needed a watch, he would have taken his turn. His belly grumbled again, and he hoped the other man hadn't heard. Siveril didn't need to try to hunt on that injured leg, and Leander was just too tired to attempt to forage for what little there was out there to find.

He'd forgotten about the meat the elf had tucked into his bag until he brought it out. Ravenous as he was, Leander forced himself to eat slowly so that the food would stay down. He scooted to the pool and scooped up water, slurping the refreshing coolness out of his hand until his thirst was sated a bit as well. Satisfied that they weren't about to be immediately attacked by little lizard men, and with a full belly and a wet mouth, Leander was finally able to drift off into sleep.

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Siveril followed Leander's lead in slowly eating, more out of letting himself enjoy it. He kept his gaze focused on the small reservoir in the middle of the cave, paying attention to sounds outside, but not wanting to concern his companion. There wasn't anything to be concerned about, but he still needed to stay on guard.

When Leander got into his sleeping position, Siveril kept an eye on him until he was sure the other man was sleeping. A soft smile crossed his face as he settled in to do the same. This man is very gentle in nature. Enough so that his own complaints silenced after Siveril's injury. He is still out of his depth, but he can step up when needed.

Siveril made himself lay down after a few moments, wondering what the next day will bring. How he and this, admittedly, strong man will handle whatever is thrown their way. He slipped into sleep as the last flickers of the fire died out, leaving nothing but glowing embers.

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Leander woke just before dawn, the embers of the fire nearly burned out. A glance over to his companion told him Siveril was still sleeping, and Leander considered rolling over and going back to sleep. But he was wide awake. Rolling over would do him no good. Instead, he crawled quietly out from under the cloaks he was using as blankets and used the wood gathered last night to restoke the fire. He could make tea, he supposed, but had nothing to boil water in. It was too dark to forage. And those lizard things were probably still out there.

Instead of doing anything helpful, Leander sat and considered his companion. Siveril had certainly come at the perfect time. There was no doubt in Leander's mind that, without Siveril, Leander would still be having water and maybe some stale, dry, foraged berries for all meals. The rabbit had been delicious. The cat had been stringy, but good. Much better than water. And there would have been no way in all seven hells that Leander would have survived that attack by the little lizard men. Of course, if not for Siveril, Leander would most likely still be headed in the opposite direction, looking for a way down the ravine.

_Face it, Leander,_ he told himself. _You'd be tired, cold, hungry, and terrified without him. Best get him healed up so he can take care of you._

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Siveril laid still for a few moments after waking, seeing how he felt overall before he risked waking Leander. He didn't feel any pain from his ankle, but he knew it could just be from lack of motion. His eyes slowly opened, taking in the early morning darkness giving away to a rising sun. No sun glare, another good reason for the cave. Anything approaching would have that in their eyes. Well, that also means no appreciating the sun rising like all living things should, in his opinion.

Slowly he sat up and stretched his torso. Near the end of the stretch, he saw Leander. "Ahh, good morning, Leander, I hope you slept decently well. Caves aren't my usual place to go, and it doesn't take much to see why..." he said with a light chuckle. "I suppose something to eat should be arranged, though probably best for the sun to have finished rising." He shrugged. "Though, if all goes well from here, I feel it would be another three days or so until we reach the next town," he added to see if that lifted Leander's spirits or lowered them. He felt confident in that time frame, so long as his ankle didn't continue being a hindrance.