A Slayers Payment (closed for White Jade)

[kittenofdeath]

Dawn was breaking over the horizon, letting the first rays of sunlight creep across a small village on the plains. A few cautious heads peeked out of the houses, all their eyes filled with sleepless fear, not a single villager had slept soundly this last night, the roar of dragons had seen to that.

The village, along with all the surrounding areas, had been tormented by a dragon dor as long as any could remember, it would steal a few livestock here and there, break a building every now and again, and very rarely, gobble up some villagers. On the other hand, young and ambitious adventurers always came seeking glory for slaying the beast, and the money they spent before running off to die easily made up for any losses, but just under a month ago, that changed.

The dragon began ignoring the countryside and all the other villages within its territory, instead focusing just one, it terrorized them unendingly, every day it would attack their farmers, kill livestock, it even came in to the town every now and again and caused havoc. To make things worse, the news that their dragon was rampaging all the time scared off all the would be slayers, meaning they didn’t even have that source of easy income anymore.

In the end, they sent word out that whoever could kill the beast, or somehow stop it from wiping them all out, would be rewarded with everything the town had. At first it brought no takers, with the exception of a few fools that did little good, but after a week, their saviour arrived. She had been met with little enthusiasm, and left immediately once the deal was confirmed to be legitimate, the villagers assumed that she would die like the rest.

Instead, they were treated to the sounds of great dragonic roars echoing down from the mountains, they were chilling to the bone, and just when it sounded like they were done, a tiny plume of smoke and fire would arise in the night and it would begin again, but now? Now all was quiet, not even the hens dared crow to signal dawns light.

The silence was broken by the sound of hooves, slowly plodding along the dirt road as a darkened figure lead a horse through the villages main gate. The heads peaking out disappeared for a moment, whispered words quickly being exchanged behind closed doors, then as the figure came further in, a cry rang out from somewhere “It’s her!”

Doors and windows flew open, the entire village scrambling outside to see for themselves, the figure was the same woman who had come just before nightfall the day before, she was a rather tired looking woman, covered in deep blue and red armour crafted from the hides and scales of her past kills. One hand held a heavy looking bloodied sack over her shoulder, the other held the reins of a large warhorse, covered in armour that matched its mistress, dragging behind it two massive, decapitated dragon heads.

She looked up, her weary eyes gazing at the quickly gathering crowd with a look of anger “You have returned” an elderly man said as he walked out in front of the crowd, the mayor of the village or something, she didn’t care, all she knew is he was the one meant to pay her “And you are victorious”

She shot him a look of pure malice as he got to close, the murderous gleam in her eyes telling him that if he got any closer he wouldn’t live to tell the tale “You said there was one” she said in a dry voice, the act of talking hurt her parched throat “but there was more” the mayor went to talk, but as soon his moth opened she cut him off “a lot fucking more” she threw the sack at his feet, smaller copies of the dragon heads being dragged by her horse tumbling out. “A breading pair of dragons, with a newly hatched litter” the look of fury in her eyes was deadly, if there was enough light for anyone other than the mayor to have seen it they would have all run away again.

“A noble deed you have done champion” the mayor said, trying to ignore the heads at his feet “I’m sure you can regale us all with the tale at the feast in your honour, but first, you surly must need rest” A feast? She didn’t want any gods dammed feast, she wanted her money so she could leave, but when she heard the word rest, the fight went out of her, her shoulders slumping in defeat as she muttered the word ‘fine’ as loud as her failing voice could handle.

“Come” he said, moving in to help her walk, but she still had enough in her to give him a death stare that changed his mind, allowing her to walk along and follow under her own power “you can use my house as if it were your own, my daughter shall see to your needs as I prepare for tonight’s feast”

 

[White_Jade]

"Welcome to our home, hero," the girl in question said. She curtsied in the doorway of the house before stepping aside and holding it open for the slayer and her father to enter. She felt a whirl of emotions as the woman stepped into their home. Admiration, awe, respect, compassion, and anger all at once. She was a great warrior and hero, to be sure, and deserved respect. Her deed was legendary! But her anger at the town was unfair. How were they supposed to know there was more than one? None of them ever got anything more than glimpses of the dragon...dragons that had attacked. Anyone who got more than that was slain on the spot or carried away. "I'm Shaia and I am at your service."

Shaia was in the bloom of first womanhood, her eighteenth birthday only a few months past. She was a little shorter than average, with long auburn hair that had a slight wave to it, and large, expressive eyes the green of summer leaves. Her skin was creamy and smooth with a few freckles on her cheeks. Her figure was pleasing and ripe, promising to become more so as she finished maturing. Her breasts were high and pert, and her simple country dress showed round hips and a fine ass. The dress was old enough that it hugged her curves, there being little way to buy or make new clothes for some time in the midst of the dragon attacks, and the neckline showed a teasing hint of cleavage.

"Please, come upstairs. When word reached us that someone was coming from the direction of the dragons, I started to heat water for a bath." Gods, up close, she was truly marvelous! What a woman this was! "Once you are settled to bathe, I will bring you some wine and food, if you would like it."

 

[kittenofdeath]

Even exhausted as she was, the sight of the mayors daughter gave her a sort of second wind, Shaia was quite a tempting sight, smaller and fragile in comparison to the slayer’s imposing form, the village girls eyes weren’t even higher than her chest. Though standing there in a dress that looked too small for the body it contained, she couldn’t help but be instantly attracted to the girl, if she had a little more energy she might have acted on it, right now she was struggling to accept the bath instead of just collapsing in the first comfortable spot she could find.

“Just bread and water” she said as she followed the target of her growing lust, her throat was too parched for anything harder to eat, and she was too tired to be drinking. “When you return you can wash the grime and blood from my hair” there, that was a reasonable enough excuse to keep her in the room, she may be too tired to act upon her lust now, but she was content to enjoy the lust on its own for the time being.

 

[White_Jade]

"Oh, of course, hero," Shaia replied with a faint blush on her cheeks. To have the slayer's attention directed at her was quite heady for the young village girl. "Please, it's this way." There was something in the warrior woman's eyes when she looked at Shaia. She felt a kind of heat from the gaze, feeling it on her as she led the exhausted champion up the stairs and into her parents' bed chambers; the largest and finest in all the village. Which wasn't saying a lot, but it was the best they could give their savior.

Her ass swayed as she moved to an adjoining chamber designed for bathing. The floor here was stone, set lower than the main bedroom floor and with a slight incline to guide any spilled water to a drain in the floor. There was a large copper bathtub in the room; big enough for a man half again her father's size. It was already partially filled with warm water, faintly steaming as they entered. Two other pitchers of hot water had been brought up just before her father's voice has called her downstairs to attend the hero.

Shaia poured the first of the new pitchers in, "Please try it like this first, just to check the temperature. I'll go fetch the bread and water you asked for and put this pitcher back on in case you want the water hotter yet, hero." She gave another awkward curtsy, deep enough to accidentally give the much taller slayer a good look down the neckline of her dress.

She straightened with a smile, "I'll be glad to attend you. I'll be right back!" She inclined her head and walked hurriedly out of the room. She wanted to be back as soon as possible in case this magnificent woman needed anything. She was also...curious to see...well, it was only natural to...she blushed and shook her head as went downstairs. It really wasn't right to think like that! She was a hero!

 

[kittenofdeath]

She was quite happy to be following along after Shaia, her eyes gazing lustfully as the delectable slice of village girl rump swayed before her, taunting her to take action, to force her down and show her things she would have never had the chance to experience in her sheltered little village.

A great big smile curled on her lips as they entered the bath room, the thought of stripping out of her armour and relaxing in those steamy waters overtaking her lust for her attendant, if only for a moment, when the girl curtsied and gave her a magnificent view of what laid beneath her dress the desire and lust quickly became the focus of her mind again.

“Don’t take too long” she said as Shaia left the room, her voice softer than usual, tainted by the lusts she felt, but still carrying the unmistakeable air of it being an order, not a request. Once she was on her own, she set about tearing off her armour like her life depended upon it, quickly leaving herself in the tight fitting padded layer she wore under the far less comfortable armour, which quickly went the same way.

It felt good, just standing naked, her scarred and battered skin on display for all, her hair falling down behind her in a sweaty tangled mess, her less womanly attribute swinging free for a change. She allowed herself a quick stretch of her muscles, working out a few of the kinks with each flex, then hurriedly sunk herself in to the hot water as she heard Shaia returning.

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia felt a brief shiver go up her back at the words the slayer said to her as she left. There was a crispness to them that made it clear her words were an order; they could be mistaken for nothing else. There was something about this powerful woman ordering her that made her feel...strange. She wasn't really the kind to like being ordered, especially by those she didn't know well, but this...

She shook her head. She had to focus on attending to their savior's needs. The village girl hurried downstairs and rushed into the kitchen; barely noticing that the villages' surviving elders were all gathered in the dining room. Before doing anything else, she set the pitcher of water back on the stove to heat while she gathered what was ordered.

As she cut a few pieces of bread off of a loaf fresh from today, Shaia wondered what the warrior looked like under that armor. Was she soft like Shaia and her friends? She bet her skin was wonderful...

She sighed with delight and a hint of something more at the thought of what such a hero's body must be like. Before opening the door to go to the well, she carefully looked around and listened in the air. Then she blinked. She...didn't have to do that anymore. The dragon was gone! Well, dragons. Now that she listened, she could hear people singing and even some laughter far off. That was a sound she hadn't heard in a long time.

A few minutes later, she was up the stairs again. She rapped the pitcher of steaming water against the door and then pushed it open, "It's me, hero." She shut the door with her butt, her hands full of a tray and the water pitcher. On the tray sat a few slices of bread, all buttered, a tall ceramic mug of cool water from the well, and a small piece of cheese. "I've brought what you asked for. And some cheese too, just in case you change your mind."

She brought the items over, setting the pitcher down beside the tub. Her eyes hastily looked over what she could see of the submerged woman's body, which wasn't much, before she remembered her manners and averted her gaze. "Your food, hero."

Shaia knelt by the tub, holding the tray in both hands to keep it level with the rim so that the fighter within could easily take what she wanted. "Please, help yourself."

 

[kittenofdeath]

She grinned for a moment as she caught Shaia sneaking a glance at her submerged body before she averted her eyes out of modesty or whatever it was that made most villages so prudish. “Well aren’t you a good little girl” she cooed in her still scratchy, parched voice as she rose up to her knees in the tub, intentionally giving her a show of her chest, going so far as to subtly press her breasts together with her arms as she leaned on the side of the tub “I think I can manage some cheese.”

Her hand went to the mug first instead though, quickly bringing the cool water up to her mouth, swallowing it down as fast as her throat would let her. She eventually relinquished the mug, not before she had drained half of its contents in one long gulp, and wiped her mouth with her wrist “I needed that” she said, a smile of relief on her face as she now went for what else was on the tray “now let’s try some of your cheese.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia flushed happily as the slayer complimented her, "I try to be," she answered with a cute blush. Then she did her best not to stare as the powerful and beautiful warrior woman raised herself up out of the water to drink deeply of the fresh water.

The fighter's breasts were almost in her face and they were so...she just couldn't stop looking at them. She flushed as she remembered bathing with her friends in the small river nearby and how they'd looked. They'd touched each other a few times, compared breast size and almost gone further than they should. But those were girls. This was a woman and she was gorgeous and strong and so...so...

"Uh?" Shaia blinked as she realized she'd been spoken too. "Oh, yes! Of course, hero." She blushed brightly and broke a piece of of one of the thicker slices of cheese she'd brought up. She held it up, "It's mild but it'll help your strength come back. Not that it's gone, of course, you're so strong and so powerful," her voice stressed the two adjectives, her eyes both attracted to and admiring of this mysterious and mighty woman.

 

[kittenofdeath]

The slayer made no indication that she was even aware of Shaia’s eyes staring straight in to her breasts, but she was, and it made her tingle nicely, especially when the girl barely realised she had been spoken to. Her face looked so lovely in red.

“Strong and powerful” she repeated, slowly moving close and eating the cheese out of her hand, letting her lips envelop the tips of her fingers, lingering for a moment, her eyes locking on to hers before she began to slowly pull away, her lips pressing to her fingers the whole way. The she abruptly broke her gaze, closing her eyes as she savoured the taste of the cheese before swallowing “maybe” she said, reopening her eyes as she sunk back in to the tub “but not now”

She leaned back in the tub and looked up at the ceiling, her eyes glazing over as she let her mind wander “right now you could topple me like a mewing kitten” a smile began to spread across her face “hold me down and force me to do whatever you wish” she laid there, smiling up at nothing for a few moments.

“I think I’ll have some more cheese” she remarked, turning to Shaia with her eyes still filled with daydreams, the way her arms rested on the side of the tub making it clear she wasn’t going to do a dam thing herself to make that happen “on some bread this time.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia felt a strange tingle in her stomach, and slightly lower, when the slayer ate the cheese out of her hand. The way her lips touched her skin and lingered on her fingertips was...well, it was quite...exhilarating. Her chest rose and fell noticeably as an excitement she didn't really understand started to build.

She blinked and shook her head as the warrior woman spoke of being weak, "Oh, no, hero. I could never do something like that." Not that the thought wasn't...it would be very good to be that strong. To feel the hero under her, squirming to get free, but no! And then...

She gulped and pushed the thoughts out of her mind. That was wholly inappropriate! What was wrong with her today?

At the hero's next words, she nodded, "Yes, hero." She broke off another piece of cheese and a hunk of bread as well. She folded the bread around the cheese and leaned up and over the rim of the tub, her breast a scant inch from the water and the other woman's body. Shaia lifted the morsel to the adventurer's lips, "Please, hero, eat all you wish. I'll be your hands."

 

[kittenofdeath]

“Well if that’s the way you’re going to put it” she said before devouring the food offered to her, again letting her lips linger upon Shaias fingers, the fact that her arms felt so heavy being the only reason she didn’t reach up to pull her glorious form down in to the tub with her as well, before tearing her drenched clothes from her body in a frenzy of lust. “Then I’ll do my best to keep my new hands busy” she smiled as Shaia prepared her next bite, even if she couldn’t act on her desires, she didn’t often get the chance to be waited on like this “my body aches so, it’ll be good to have a less calloused set of fingers work it over”

She let her think on that and draw her own conclusions, but said no more, save for instructing her to continue giving her food, occasionally taking the time to let her tongue play with her fingers, but by the time they were half way through the food and Shaia’s dress had ‘accentually’ been splashed enough tiles to make the cling to her curves even more, the slayer could eat no more.

“That was delicious” she said, one hand rubbing her belly under the water, the other managing to reach out and grasp one of hers “and your hands were ever so helpful” her fingers intertwined with Shaias and she gripped with what little strength she had left. “Now it’s time to put them to another use, strip off your clothes” she ended abruptly, letting go of her hand so she could complete the order, though she was curious if she was actually going to obey this time.

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia's eyes widened and she was so surprised that she spoke before she thought, "You want me naked?" Then she blushed the deepest red she had yet and hung her head. Ack! "I'm sorry, hero, I didn't mean to say it like that. I'm just surprised."

Oh, oh, what should she do? So far everything had been...wonderful, so...she wasn't even sure what the word would be. The feel of the hero's lips and tongue on her fingers made her feel warm and tingly. And even though she'd gotten splashed, even that wasn't bad. Her dress was all clingy but...but she liked the idea of the hero seeing her body that way. It made the warm tingly feeling stronger to think of that.

But this request was so unexpected and so strange! Why would she want that? Shaia thought for a moment about refusing. But then she remembered her father's words, and the horror of the dragons. She'd lost many people she cared about, even her beau, and this was the one who avenged the fallen and saved the survivors. She should have whatever she wanted.

The village girl stood up suddenly, "I'm sorry for my reaction." There was a flush on her cheeks and her chest rose and fell faster as her breath quickened. Oh, what were these feelings? "Please don't judge the village by my foolishness."

She reached back and untied the knot of the lacings of her dress before loosening them as much as she could. Then Shaia breathed out and pulled the wet garment up and over her head. It was a little hard to do; the dress was already so tight and even more so wet. But it came free in moments. She quickly put it in front of her, holding it to her chest. "I-I'm sorry, I've just never been...in front of a stranger, or someone so...so amazing." She licked her lips and took a few deep breaths before she moved over and hung the dress on a drying hook on the wall before turning back to the bathing warrior.

Shaia was a rural beauty on the cusp of womanhood; her body having matured to that level already. Her breasts were large, high, and pert, with rosy nipples. Her stomach was flat and her waist small before her rounded hips and bubble ass blossomed into long legs that she kept shaved and smooth out of vanity. Her sex was pink and pretty; a small clipped thatch of hair over her honeypot.

She stepped back beside the tub, her hands fidgeting until she laced her fingers together and held them low, covering her pussy. "Wh-what else may I do, hero?"

 

[kittenofdeath]

She couldn’t stop the grin on her face from growing when Shaia’s cheeks went a delightful shade of red, but that’s all she did, letting the idea settle with her instead of forcing her in to it. “Don’t worry, you do your village proud” she said just before the girl began to undress, the compliment felt foreign on her tongue, she rarely gave them, but Shaia was turning out to be quite the exceptionally little thing.

Teeth bit in to her lower lip as she restrained herself, the first proper sight of her naked body as she hung her dress on the hook behind her was a vision, a jolt of energy shot through her body, forcing her legs to clamp together before he little secret revealed itself, a slight tinge of red growing on her own pale face, and that was before she even turned around.

She suppressed a growl as she saw her in all her glory, she was perfect, the predator with the slayer that had up until now been sated by the earlier combat was back again in full force, begging to be unleashed upon this new and succulent prey. She almost gave in, but at the last second managed to get herself under control by digging her nails in to her thigh.

She openly sighed as Shaia’s hands obscured her view, her hands leaving her leg and going back to the sides of the tub as she sat upright and moved forward, making just enough room behind her for Shaia “you can join me” she said, her voice notably huskier than before “and then begin by washing my back, there should be enough room for two” the very thought of her fingers exploring her flesh as they scoured it of grime made her legs struggle to stay clamped shut “if you don’t mind being close.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia's eyes widened, "Oh, yes, certainly, hero." She smiled and lowered her head to try and hide the bashful expression on her face. "I would be honored to allowed so close to you." She'd even be able to touch her! This amazing, beautiful, strong woman! It was more than the village girl had dreamed of.

Although the slayer seemed distracted almost. Her body language had become more alert and tense; less relaxed and fatigued. She wondered about that, if there was something the adventurer's better trained senses was noticing...but it was probably just her normal wariness. Even a mighty warrior had to be careful in the world outside.

Shaia stepped up to the tub and lifted herself up and into it. The warm water splashed over the sides of the tub and onto the stone floor. She moved carefully, suddenly very aware of the nude body of the hero in front of her. She felt...stirred by the sight and the knowledge that her hands would soon be touching that powerful form.

She leaned over to pick up a cloth from the pitcher of hot water she'd brought up. The movement brushed the bottom of one plush, soft breast against the hard muscle of the slayer's back; causing Shaia to blush at the contact. It felt so strange but so...nice. "Excuse me, hero, I just need the cloth to wash you."

She sat back down and wet the cloth thoroughly before leaning forward and brushing the warrior's hair back over her shoulders to allow full access to her back. "Please let me know if you want me to focus anywhere or do it differently," she murmured. Then her soft hands ran over the scarred skin, gently pressing and rubbing to remove and easy grime or dirt. And...just to feel the hero's magnificent body.

After a minute or two of just using her hands, she picked the cloth up out of the water and leaned in to start brushing down and rubbing the slayer's back. Her fingers guided it along hard, corded muscle and over scars, along her back, the village girl doing her best both to wash and massage the weary fighter's back.

 

[kittenofdeath]

The slayers teeth almost drew blood as she bit down to repress the whimper in her throat, why did she always end up so vulnerable when she had just returned from battle? “N… No, your doing it fine” she managed to reply somehow as Shaia began to work over her back with her delicate hands. After a while of the best backwashing she had ever received, she could take no more, wordlessly she leaned back, sliding down as she went so that Shaias breasts pressed in to her back, coaxing a tiny moan that she didn’t manage to stop before it left her lips.

Her body was sluggish, her senses dulled, she couldn’t even keep her eyes open by this point she was so tired, every ounce of strength she had within her body went to keeping her legs closed, all of her iron will was used in not pouncing her and fulfilling her desires… But she wanted more.


“Clean my front” she commanded, or at least she tried to command, injecting as much as her usual implacable tone as she could, it still had the undeniable quality of an order, but it was tainted with lust and need, it reeked of her desperation “all of it” she took one of her hands and guided it to her chest with all the strength of a newborn, the wash cloth covering one of her breasts like a veil “hurry.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia wasn't sure what to to when the slayer leaned back, resting herself against the village girl. It was a little alarming to see her suddenly so weak but also...it felt nice, her body against the larger, stronger woman's. And the little sound she made...it made her private place tingle for some reason.

Then came the order to wash the hero's front, "Ah?" Before she could answer, the muscular woman had guided her hand to one of her breasts, weakly as a kitten. The poor champion! It was all catching up with her now, wasn't it? "Yes, hero. I'll take good care and wash all of it fast so you can rest."

She gave the soft breast her hand rested on a light squeeze, meant to reassuring more than anything else. Gods, it felt nice! Different than when she touched her own but similar too! Shaia grimaced; she had to focus. "Just lean back and let me wash you, hero. It's okay to relax." She began to guide the cloth over the warrior woman's front, moving up to start at her shoulders and collarbones, then slowly and gradually moving down. She would wipe lightly, then pass the cloth over the same area more firmly, a caress, then a more forceful rub, and them on. Pausing only to wring out and wet the cloth anew, she proceeded to clean the fighter lower and lower.

Her hands paused as she reached the woman's waist. It was a bit hard to reach at this angle, for one thing, but also...she shouldn't touch her...there. It wasn't proper. She licked her lips. But the hero has said...all of it...ohhh, what should she do?

She bit her lip and her hand moved, skipping to the much taller woman's thighs. Shaia shifted to lean a bit against the powerful warrior; her own large breasts rubbing and pillowing against the hard muscles of her back. The village girl started to rub down the slayer's thighs and slowly down her legs, as best as she could reach. "I'm almost done, hero. Does it feel any better?"

 

[kittenofdeath]

She held her breath as Shaia squeezed her breast, she so wished she would do more, to kneed it like dough, to pry her legs open and… he legs squirmed a little as she cast the though from her mind, that wasn’t going to be happening, for now all she would be getting was the blissful and torturous feeling of her washing her, every time she paused to ring out her cloth made the slayer want to scream with frustration.

She wordlessly implored her to go further down when she hesitated at her waist, to slip in between her thighs and find out her dirty little secret “Yes” she whimpered as Shaia rubbed down her thighs “so much better” she turned on to her side, her arms encircling her tiny form as her head came to rest on her shoulder, as much as she wanted her to slip that cloth of hers back up her thigh and ‘finish’ her off, it wasn’t time for that.

“I’m tired Shaia” she curled up close, trying to find more room in the embrace so that she could be closer to her, but it was hard to do while keeping hers legs clamped together “put me to bed.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia blushed as the hero turned and embraced her; the larger woman's arms encircling the village girl's young body. "I'm glad, hero," she whispered, "th-that you feel so goo-, I mean, better." She did feel good. Soft curves wrapped around a hard, powerful core; warm, possessive, and even though she was currently so weak, there was a strength there that made her shiver and feel strangely longing.

Then came the warm, low order to take her to bed. Shaia had a momentary vision of herself in bed with the hero, lowering her down and then lying atop her, their lips getting closer...

She shook her head, "Yes, of course." Shaia was unsure if the warrior woman could fully stand on her own as tired as she seemed to be. And with the way she was clamping her legs together. She must be embarrassed by her body! But she shouldn't be!

So the girl wriggled around to get her arm under the other woman's shoulder, trying to ignore how good it felt to rub their bodies together. Then she stood up slowly, water rushing down their bodies as she lifted the slayer to her feet. "Hnn, just lean on me, hero. I'll get you all tucked in, comfortable and warm."

Getting the tall, muscular fighter out of the tub made her frown. How was she going to do this? Shaia thought a moment and then nodded, "Please excuse my hands, hero, I know you don't need this much help, so forgive me." Then she slipped one arm under the woman's knees and grunted with effort, lifting her up out of the tub as a man might carry his bride.

Village girls are stronger than they look and Shaia was no exception. It took effort but she was able to carry the weary battler out of the bath room and across the floor to her parents' enormous bed. She set the slayer down on the soft blankets with a gasp, kneeling beside the bed to rest a moment, breathing heavier. She rested her head on the bed a moment, eyes closed, "Just a moment, hero, please. Then I'll tuck you in."

 

[kittenofdeath]

Her awareness of what was occurring around her was fuzzy now, she was at the point where all she could comprehend was the urge to stay in Shaia’s embrace, however by the time she was dropped on the bed and realised that she couldn’t feel Shaia anymore, it occurred to her that she had been carried, quite impressive for the girl to have hefted her weight. She was quite the catch.

“You’re a good girl” she said, smiling as she beckoned with one hand for to come closer, her hand coming up to her cheek once she began to obey, guiding her over to the slayers face “and good girls, get rewards” she brought her down and in to a chaste kiss, it was all she had the energy for, and held her lips to hers for almost a second. But then she gave out, her eyes closed and her hand fell away as sleep finally overtook her.

With sleep came another problem for her, the whole time only her force of will had kept her secret hidden in-between her legs, not that it was gone, the only thing keeping Shaia from discovering it was her own decency that stopped her from prying open her thighs and having a look.

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia stared down at the slumbering hero. Her lips still felt the warm press of the other woman's mouth; tender and mostly soft, with a few rough spots from her battle. The hero had kissed her. Kissed her and...and it had felt very nice.

She hadn't been kissed in months. Not since the boy she'd been walking with had been taken by the dragon. Shaia leaned down and smoothed the sleeping warrior woman's hair and kissed the sleeping lips lightly. Ohh, they did feel nice.

Then she sighed and leaned back. As the hero said, she was a good girl. And good girls didn't molest sleeping adventurers. Or curl up beside them without permission. So instead, she stood up and pulled the blankets up over the powerful fighter's sleeping form, tucking her in and making sure she was well covered.

The girl went back to the bathroom and tidied up; wringing out her own dress and leaving it to dry on the wall, draining the tub and pushing the excess water down the drain. It should probably be scrubbed but she'd wait on that. She had been told to wait on the hero and that's what she would do.

Shaia gathered up the tray of food, little on it now, and the pewter mug the slayer had been drinking from. After refreshing the cool water within, she returned with both to the woman's bedside. She drew up a chair and sat down, her eyes watching the slumbering warrior and waiting to see if she would need her before the next day dawned.

 

[kittenofdeath]

The slayer slept soundlessly at first, only the barely perceptible rise and fall of her chest beneath the covers proved she wasn’t dead, but after just over half the day was gone, she began to move, her body had been revitalized by the good solid rest, not to mention the dedicated hands of Shaia, and now her mind could do the same.

She began to move about restlessly, occasionally murmuring something under her breath, though for the most part her movements were few and far between, it was a while longer before the interesting show began. Her body gradually began to writhe, her legs rubbing together as she began to break out in to a light sweat, her murmurs continued, joined by moans and whimpers, but all were unintelligible, bar one word, one word could be understood as she mashed her legs together and her hands clawed at the sheets… Shaia, every time she said it, it was accompanied by a rapturous look on her face.

But then suddenly she awoke, quickly sitting up with a wild and confused look in her eyes as she slowly began to realise she wasn’t dreaming anymore “Where am I?”

 

[White_Jade]

"Safe, hero, and in our home." Shaia knelt by the bed, smiling at the sleep tousled warrior woman. The village girl was again clad in her too old and too tight dress, and her long auburn hair had been pulled back into a loose tail. A tray holding a pitcher of chilled water and a bottle of nutty brown ale was on the nightstand beside the bed and Shaia held another that had a hot breakfast for the slayer. The few chickens that hadn't been slain or eaten by the dragons had given up a few eggs to be fried with toast, an apple from the few trees in the orchard not charred, and one of the last rashers of bacon the village had.

The girl blushed as she looked again on the mighty woman. Her sleep had been so trouble and so...Shaia was sure the great fighter had kept saying her name. Her! A simple village girl. It made her heart flutter just to think of it!

"You saved our little village yesterday, from the dragons," Shaia reminded her. "Then you came here to rest. I have waited on you, hero, and happily so." She smiled shyly, "Will you eat a little? What bounty we have, is yours."

 

[kittenofdeath]

As soon as she had seen Shaia, it all came flooding back, the vicious battle with the dragons, then the bath with the lovely Shaia… That she remembered vividly, the girl had so much unused potential here. “Ah yes, I remember now” she said in her raspy, half asleep voice “My body aches” she said with a suppressed grin before stretching her arms above her head, all of her muscles tightening up as her breasts were pushed forwards.

“Do something about that” she ordered as she shifted forward on the bed, making room for Shaia behind her “your fingers worked wonders last night, put them to work again, then I will have my breakfast.”

 

[White_Jade]

The girl nodded, "Yes, hero." She must be feeling better! The command was much stronger and clearer than the ones of the previous evening. But it still sent that strange thrill through the girl's lush young body.

Her eyes lingered over what she could see of the warrior woman now, particularly when she had stretched and so nicely displayed her breasts. She was gorgeous, and so strong too!

Shaia slipped onto the bed behind her, "Please tell me if I am doing all right, hero." Her small, clever hands caressed the slayer's back at first, just touching and feeling her warm skin. So nice and so warm. Then she licked her lips and began to work. Her fingers pressed and kneaded tightened muscle, breaking tension and rubbing it away. A light touch here, a hard grind there, seeking and finding those knots and tense spots, doing her all to drive it away and leave the mighty fighter feeling good and loose.

 

[kittenofdeath]

“Oh, you’re doing alright” she said without hesitation when Shaia spoke, it was rare for her to find someone who could give an actual massage that made her feel good, there had been countless memorable massage parlours in her past, but they were all quite different to this “You’re actually quite skilled at this” she continued after a short pause, feeling that the girl had well earned the tiny praise. That said, she brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, her eyes closing again as she let her mind slip away with the pleasure.

She wasn’t sure how long it had been, all she knew is that she enjoyed every second of it, but when her stomach rumbled in a very unladylike manner she snapped out of it. “I think its time for something else” she said, sitting up straight in the bed, then turning so that she sat upon the edge, only a tiny bit of the bed sheet still covering her lap “Pass me the food” she commanded with a grin “I’m so hungry I could eat a dragon.”