The Solitary Arrow Ch. 04
"Not really, Hyandai." He said. "I told you much has changed since the elves have stopped visiting us." He pointed to the glass. "A place in the Ghant makes that stuff pretty cheaply, you order it and a week or two later, a wagon brings it in." He said. He pointed to the massive pile of logs against the wall. "That is the cost of this thing, keeping it hot." He said.
He led her back to the stairs then up them. At the top were two doors. He opened the right one. "This is your bedroom." He said. Leading her in. It was well-furnished with wall-hangings and a large bed with a canopy.
She looked at it. "It is lovely, Harlen." She said, looking concerned. "But I thought we would be sharing a bed, hoped for it, anyway."
"We will." He said. "But remember, that this is a village that generally observes the Oneian ways." He explained. "And it tends to frown upon people sharing beds outside of marraige."
She nodded. "I see." She smiled, finally getting it. "So, this room is 'mine' so that they will say nothing ill of us?"
Harlen smiled and said. "Exactly."
He turned across the hall. "This is our room." He said, opening the door. The bed was huge, and took up most of the room.
Hyandai looked at it with wide eyes. "You certainly like your bed." She observed.
He chuckled. "My grandmother bought it for me when I bought the house." He looked at the huge four-post bed, with its ornate canopy. "She thought it would attract me a woman."
She looked at him mischievously. "And has it?"
He looked at her. "I don't know, do you like it?" He asked.
"Yes." She said, sitting on the bed. "It is very soft." Then she scooted farther onto it and laid down. "Yes, very soft." She looked down at Harlen. "I would say that your grandmother was correct, and you should bring girls up to see this bed more, they would indeed like it."
"I'll be sure to tell her." Harlen said. "She'll think it wonderful that a woman had seen it, much less lain in it." He chuckled. Hyandai, however was seriously looking at the bed, examining it closely. "Something wrong?" He asked.
Hyandai blinked and looked at him. "I just wanted to memorize the place in which my maidenhood will be lost." She said, and grinned at him.
Harlen nodded, he liked that she refused to acknowledge her rape at the hands of the orc. "Well, if you were serious about your offers last night and this morning, then yeah, this would probably be the place."
A voice sounded from down stairs. "Harlen! I've your things!" It was Trevir. The two went downstairs to the boy, he had two cloth bags.
"To the kitchen Trev." Said Harlen. "We will unpack and then you can go." He added.
The boy followed the couple into the kitchen and set down the bags. They began to take things out and Harlen directed them to their destinations about the kitchen. At some point, Trevir was walking toward the bags for another item, when he caught sight of Hyandai bending over at the waist digging into the bag. He froze solid and his mouth gaped. Harlen quickly glanced to be sure she was indeed wearing her loincloth, and she was. She turned about and stood, noted the boy's expression and smiled kindly. As she went by him toward the cabinet, she brushed her hip against the boys arm, and his knuckles dragged across her exposed thigh. She smiled at Harlen with much mischief in her eyes. He blinked a couple of times, smiled a very small smile, and went about his chore.
They finished, and Harlen gave him a couple more coins, and sent him home. "That was a cruel thing to do to a young man, you tease." Harlen said as he closed the door.
Hyandai's face went expressive with innocence. "And what would that be?" She asked. "I simply needed to pass by him."
She smiled sweetly. "And that is a bad thing?" She asked.
"I suppose it is a good one, actually." He said, letting her go. "I wish I had a beauty such as yours to imagine when I would be alone at night."
She walked toward the bath room, the water was starting to give off steam. "I think the bath is almost ready." She said, dipping her hand into it. "Oh. It is quite warm." She added, smiling back to Harlen who was still crossing the common room.
When he came into the bath room, she was already in the water up to her neck. "Oh, by the spirits, Harlen, this is wondrous." She said, sighing as she bobbed in the water.
Harlen looked at her face, unable to see into the water from the floor. "Well, when you're done, let me know."
She hit him with a hurled rag. "You are not leaving." She said. "Get in the tub, and we will bathe together." She held her arms out. "Else, I may fall asleep from the relaxation and drown." She had a mock imploring look on her pretty face and her golden eyes flashed like bits of the summer sun.
Harlen made a circular motion with his index finger and Hyandai, giggling, turned around in the water to face away. He took off his clothes and climbed up onto the platform and then into the tub. She turned back around now, and they regarded one another.
For the first time, they were unclothed with each other. She looked about the tub and saw wash rags, and soft soap in a wicker basket. The soap was sweet smelling, not like the lye back in the cave. "Turn around." She commanded, holding up a rag and the soap.
Harlen turned around and felt her small hands on his back, lathering him up. She smiled. "I love your muscles, Harlen." She said, generously ignoring the scars that marked his beating at some time in his past. She let her fingers trace over the muscles on his back, and down his spine. With the rag, she scrubbed his skin and rinsed him off. She then washed his rump, cleaning him thoroughly, eliciting a couple of gasps from him. Lastly, she actually dove under the water to wash his legs, holding her breath for as long as she could while scrubbing each leg under the water. She finished his legs and with her hair plastered to her head, handed him the soap and rag. "My turn."
She presented her back to him, and braced her arms on the wall of the tub. He lathered up her back and buttocks. Then rubbed the coarse rag over it, scrubbing her skin. She gasped at the roughness of it, but it also felt delicious. She arched her back as he ran the rag down her spine. He then scrubbed her rump and then up the middle, causing her to gasp this time. Harlen took a moment to say. "Your back is lovely, too, you know?" He did the same as she on the legs, diving into the water to scrub them, she obligingly parted her legs for him and he scrubbed all the way up, then between them as he stood back up. Her spine arched more and she moaned loudly. He leaned forward and put his arms around her waist, and kissed her from above, so curved was her spine at that moment.
Hyandai turned back around, a wide smile upon her lovely, heart-shaped face. "Now for your front." She said, taking the cloth and soap from him. She soaped up and scrubbed his chest, running her fingers over his muscles and down his stomach. She then reached down into the water and soaped up his manhood, liking how it slipped and slid through her hands. When the soap had dissipated, she said. "See, two hands?" Harlen looked down, and she did indeed have both hands around his shaft, and still almost half-again another hand's worth lay before her fingers. She started to stroke him gently with both hands, small slow motions.
Harlen's voice, slightly quavery, said. "Uh. Isn't it clean yet?"
She looked down into the water. "Perhaps it is, but I wish to be sure." She said, kissing his neck as her hands slipped over his swollen organ.
He gently moved her hands off of his engorged rod. "Let's not make a mess in the water." He said, smiling. "Besides its my turn to wash your front." He added with a gleam in his eyes.
She leaned back against the wall and enjoyed the feeling of his hands moving all over her, soaping her, scrubbing her, rinsing her off. He moved downward inexorably, then got to her soft opening, and with a soapy hand washed at it, moving his fingers over her opening and clitoris repeatedly. She gasped and leaned back against the wall more firmly. He stroked her that way for a few moments, when she gripped his wrist and pushed it away. "Let us not make a mess in the water, hmm?" She said, giving him a playful look.
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