A Slayers Payment (closed for White Jade)

[White_Jade]

"If only I'd known, I'd have seen if any of the meat was still good," Shaia answered with a wink. The village girl slid off of the bed, trying and failing to keep her eyes off of the warrior woman's body. She was so strong! Hard bodied and muscled but still feminine and curved.

She knelt by the bed again and retrieved the covered tray. Shaia held it up in both hands, "Please, hero, eat all and enjoy it. I only wish we could offer you an even greater meal, you deserve so much more!"

Her eyes shone with sincerity and hero worship as they drank in the sight of the slayer. Something else was in those depths as well, a hot hunger that was unfamiliar to Shaia but may have been well known to the adventurer. "I can fetch anything else you desire, hero."

 

[kittenofdeath]

Shaias joke amused her, making her smirk as the girl gave her the food, her stomach rumbling in anticipation of the impending meal, though she knew from experience that no amount of skilful cooking and preparation could make dragonmeat tasty.

She took the tray and began to eat, only half listening to the rest of Shaias worshiping words, as much as she enjoyed being treated as such, they were just words, but what she saw when she looked in to Shaias eyes was far more than hollow words, it was a look of adoration and desire that lit a fire within her again, making her very thankful for the tray now covering her lap.

“For now I require nothing more” she said, putting down the piece of bacon she had been about to eat “but what of you?” she asked, motioning for her to sit next to her rather than kneel “you serve well, and eagerly” she rested her hand on one of Shaias cheeks and turned her head so she had no choice but to look in her eyes, god she loved the look in her eye, it made her want to do such unspeakable things to the village girl.

“Is that want you desire?”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia blushed as she looked into the slayer's eyes. They were unlike any eyes she had ever seen. Not that they looked strange or wrong at all. But there were depths to them and they were full of experience and power and emotion. "What I desire?"

She swallowed nervously. Her mouth felt a little dry all of a sudden and it felt much warmer in the bedroom. "I...I have never thought much about my desires." Shaia shook her head, "I thought that I...would live like most women. Marry a good man, bear children, raise them, work as best I could, but..."

A few tears formed in her eyes but she blinked them away, "The boy I...the dragon..." She closed her eyes a moment and opened them again, "I don't know what I desire for myself. But I do want to serve you, hero. And I am very eager to, and happy as well."

 

[kittenofdeath]

She felt for the girl as she spoke of a boy, the first loss is always the most painful, though the other thing she had said, about raising a family, she had to fight not to smirk at the thought that brought up in her.

“Serve me you shall” she said, not as a suggestion or request, she would serve, oh how she would serve “in return, I will find what you desire and give it to you” she licked her lips as she unconsciously leaned in towards her “I have so many things to show you” she pushed the tray aside once she realised it was in her way, she wanted to be so close to the girl beside her, she would do such things to her, make her scream and squeal, break her down to nothing before putting her back as she was, she would teach her all she knew about a woman.

“Tonight, you shall bed with me” she informed Shaia, stopping just short of pouncing on her and tearing her from her clothes “then tomorrow morning, we leave, this town is no place for me.”

 

[White_Jade]

The slayer's first reply brought a deep flush to Shaia's cheeks and sent a strange shiver up her spine. It was a command; clear and sharp and directed fully at the lush figured girl. There was something about the way it was said that was simply...powerful. There was such will and such strength behind it that she found herself nodding before she could even consider how to respond to the words.

Her blush deepened as the warrior woman went on, leaning closer. Her eyes were held by the fighter's like a bird frozen by a snake's stare. They were so close now. She would find what Shaia desired and give it to her? Many things to show her, what things? "I...I don't understand," she whispered. She felt...excited and frightened and eager all at once. She felt a...a heat growing in her belly, like last night.

The last words she spoke made Shaia suddenly feel alarmed. Leave? "I, I would gladly serve you tonight and stay with you, hero, of course. B-but leave?" She faintly shook her head, moving only a fraction of an inch. "I don't understand, hero," her voice was faint and breathy.

 

[kittenofdeath]

She was saying no… The slayer want used to people saying no, and for a moment she looked as put off as Shaia did as the rage and confusion she felt at her refusing grappled with the feelings she had for the fragile little thing before her “you don’t need to” she said after a moment of silence between the two of them, her face hardening up before she turned away “I don’t want you to.”

She picked up the food tray again and started eating “We can talk about it later” she said in a venomous voice as she picked up a piece of bacon, sounding very unlike herself “And I’ll expect a different response from you, or else, now pour me some of that ale” she ordered, working her way through most of the food and two glasses of ale before she spoke again.

“Go fetch me something clean to wear underneath my armour” she commanded, her voice sounding closer to its regular tone now “and no skirts, I don’t like wearing them with armour, its uncomfortable.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia was meek and her eyes confused and a little afraid as the slayer's mood abruptly changed. She'd done something wrong...but she didn't know what! She'd have to give a right answer later...or else...but what was the question?

"Yes, Hero," she answered meekly and followed the woman's orders, pouring her ale as her mug emptied and then sat quietly with her hands folded on her lap and her head downcast.

At the command, her head rose again. The hero no longer seemed angry, which made Shaia feel happy but also still more confused. Had she somehow made amends? This was all so strange all of a sudden. "At once, Hero." She backed away before standing and curtsied, feeling still afraid and puzzled by what had happened.

She shut the door to the bedroom behind her and trotted downstairs. Her father and a few of the remaining village elders were speaking in the sitting room as she dashed by. He looked up at her with a curious expression, "What is it, child?"

"Clothes, Father," Shaia called. "The hero wants something to wear under her armor. It should be nice and she doesn't want a skirt but pants instead."

The old man nodded. "Very well. Please tell her that we have seen to her steed and cleaned all of her tack and belongings as were left in our care as well."

She soon returned, bearing a few outfits for the warrior woman to choose from. All were well made but of simple materials, mostly linen, though one was a well carded and woven wool. "Please take any you like, hero, or all if you prefer." Shaia laid them out so the magnificent woman could look them over. "My father also asked me to tell you that your steed has been fed, groomed, and cleaned. We also cleaned your saddle, harness, and other tack as well."

 

[kittenofdeath]

She had all but finished off the food by the time Shaia had returned, and by then the absence of her form had rekindled the desire she felt, almost erasing the memory of her earlier failing in her eyes. “Good, my beast is as deserving of reward as I” she said, the anger completely gone from her voice, but the longing desire that it was laced with before as she spoke of her leaving with the slayer was dulled.

“You may take this out” she said, handing the tray to her “Hurry back, you may assist me with my armour once you return” once Shaia had left, she quickly appraised which of the outfits she would wear, quickly choosing the woollen one and pulling the pants on in haste, though it proved to be quite tight in certain personal places. Seeing that as a problem, she ignored her bare chest and instead began to don her armour, managing to get on most of her leggings before she heard Shaia return.

“Finally” she said as she finished pulling on her leggings, the sash around the waist hanging down to cover one of the tighter areas of the clothes she had been given. She motioned for her to approach as she sat back on the bed “you can begin” she raised her leg, the foot trailing against the inside of Shaia’s calf until it reached her thigh “with my boots.”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia trembled at the feel of the hero's foot moving up her leg and stopping close, so close, to her private place. For a moment, she thought that the magnificent woman would press her foot there and then, oh, what would that feel like? What would happen?

She could feel something between herself and the slayer. And it was obvious that the hero saw something Shaia did not; something that made her angry at Shaia's confusion before. And she knew, somehow, perhaps by instinct, that a touch there would set them both off...but she didn't know exactly what that meant.

The village girl was blushing prettily as she nodded, "Yes, hero, right away." She crossed over to the heavy, strong boots of a hide unknown to her...were they dragon hide? The girl picked them up and returned to kneel before the warrior. She held up one and then the other as the hero pushed her feet into them. Then Shaia smiled apologetically and wrapped one arm around the fighter's thigh just above the knee, her other hand on the boot and tugged firmly until it was surely on the foot and snug.

She did the same with the other foot, her hand absently stroking the wool pants where the armor did not cover. "They should be on sure now, hero," she said, turning her head to look up at the taller woman with liquid, adoring eyes. Oh, she looked so glorious! And still so beautiful and alluring; bare chested and fully woman yet so strong and hard of body!

Slowly, Shaia stood and picked up the shirt that went with the pants, she unfastened it and held it open, "Are you ready for the rest, hero? Or would you like to wait?"

 

[kittenofdeath]

She couldn’t help but imagine her doing the exact opposite as Shaia slipped on the sturdy hide boots, followed by lips making their way up her thigh until… Then she ran out of time for her little daydream as Shaia finished her task, annoying, she was enjoying it, especially with her free hand on one of the scant parts of her thighs where there was little more than armour.

“Wait?” the slayer repeated, a wicked grin starting to form on her lips as she slowly stood from her place on the bed and began to walk over to put on the shirt “What reason could there be to wait?” she asked as she turned, waiting for Shaia to raise the shirt before continuing. “Unless” she lowered her arms and turned to face Shaia, the shirt she was holding hanging in front of her breasts like a veil “you have a reason for me to wait.”

She didn’t know how Shaia would respond, but she knew exactly how she wanted her to “So shaia, do you want me to wait” she licked her lips as he hands came up to rest upon hers and slowly force them down, dropping the curtain that hid her chest from the village girl “Can you think of a reason or two for me to keep my shirt off?”

 

[White_Jade]

Shaia blushed brilliantly at the question, as well as the hero looking at her that way; so confident and alluring and so...so bare! "Well, uh, that is...not any good reason."

The village girl held the shirt to her and looked down. "I'm sorry, hero. You're just so perfect and beautiful; strong and mighty, with all your muscles, but still so feminine and pretty, nice curves, and, and, well, I guess I might have just wanted to...to look at you a little longer."

She shook her head, "Please, don't pay it any attention. I'm just a silly, confused village girl." Still blushing, Shaia held up the shirt again, "Please, I won't say anything so stupid again."

 

[kittenofdeath]

The offer of the shirt was downright ignored this time as the slayer moved in, her own arms encircling the village girl and pinning her arms between her and the slayers chests, giving Shaia the added benefit of having her hands now crushed up against the bare skin of the slayers breasts. Before either could say a word, the slayer continued, lifting Shaia on to her toes so their lips could meet in a deep, passionate kiss, the arms holding Shaia in place gripping with a lustful desire to never let go, both of her hands exploring her back, one of them quickly finding its way down to cup her ass.

The kiss felt like forever to the slayer, but as soon as she pulled away, licking her lips like she had been drinking a sweet wine, she couldn’t help but feel that the kiss had gone by far too quick. “I want to look at you as much as you want to look at me” she whispered, the hand not on her rear sliding up over her shoulder and down her chest “so if you take off your dress” she continued, her finger coming to rest as far in to Shaias cleavage as her dress would allow “then I’ll leave off my top for you.” She finished with a grin on her face as her grip on her lessened to the point where she could move away if she wished, though that would mean moving her hands from where they were crushed to the slayers breasts.