At sea.

Ren

OOC: That's right, I'm not dead just yet. :p Sorry it took awhile to do a post, but we had some confusion on who was supposed to post next between me and Rosethorn. And I want to say right now, from the bottom of my heart..... that I point the finger of blame right at her. lol

IC: Carrying Rose into the 'room' that we were given by Cervantes to sleep in, my eyes zoom around for a place to lay her down. Not that I could realy expect much considering the kind of place Cervantes had left us with. Laying Rose down on the cot that was meant for her to sleep upon, I carefully layed her head back onto the pillow to make sure she wouldn't have a neck cramp when she wakes up.

Noticing that she still had a slight cut on her forehead from before, I use a torn piece of cloth from my cloak as a bandage for the wound. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be considered sanitary. But, considering her slowing increasing healing ability, I figured there wasn't much chance of an infection. Infact, it was probably a waste of time bothering to bandage the wound at all. Just seemed like it was the right thing to do for Rose at the time.

Finishing my work on the bandage around the girls head, my attention turned to what was going to happen now. Kain seemed to be falling in line for now. But there was no telling how long that would end up lasting. One thing was for sure, being infected was realy starting to turn things around for me, skills wise. I'd gone the whole day so far without one single fuck up as of yet.

"Oh great, just jinx yourself why don't you?" I mutter out softly while standing up from my kneeling position at Rose's side. Sighing to myself, I decide to wait for awhile to see if she wakes before moving on to meet up with the others.
 
This was surprising. Two questions he had never thought anyone would ever ask him in his life. He smiled at her, but then looked up to think. Thinking took a long while for him, so he liked to be polite while he did it. He wondered if maybe he thought too much, sometimes better decisions came from not thinking hardly at all. Then, he would tell himself that his thinking wasn't as fast as others, and he had to think twice as long for a normal decision to be made.
He had seen his doll without clothes on before. She was a funny sight, her hair went down to where her legs joined, with two pieces of string keeping the legs on. They twisted and jointed, and made it a mess trying to get out. He didn't think there was much to see, but then again he didn't know how similiar dolls and people were. He had never seen a woman naked before, he supposed things like that just didn't happen to people. You had to be smart to see a woman naked, and he was as dumb as they got.
That did lead to the other question though, why did Cervie bring him here? He hadn't seen any men here, only women. Maybe he was supposed to help everyone with their baths, like a sort of chore for all these women. They were so nice and pretty, they deserved to have someone else put the water in their bath for them. No, it seemed like to easy of an answer. He always hated it when he thought up logical answers, because more likely than not they weren't logical at all. Cervie used to say his logic was formed from sillyness, and he would have to agree with him.
Another answer for him being here... maybe these people were healers. That could be it, they are magical healers that will help him with his sores and things. And, that would explain why she asked about the nakedness, because he had heard about how some healing rituals have women naked dancing around fires. He would be able to watch a real healing ritual, and even take part. His back had been hurting him lately, maybe they could heal it.
No, that made too much sense to him as well. He shook his head in frustration, the more he thought about it, the more confused he got. He looked back up at Saville innocently.
"So, why am I here?"
 
Saville

Saville watched Rocky. He seemed to be having an argument with himself. Watching how his brow creased, and his facial muscles tightened into a frown. Every now and then they would relax, but once more go into a frown.
I smiled at him, as he asked "so, why am I here?"
"Cervantes and I have known each other for a long time. He must be pleased with you, as he asked me to help you. He asked me if I could teach you and to please you. Rocky, could you help me get undressed?"
 
Oh, it made so much sense now. Cervie had liked how much of his brains he had used today, and he wanted to reward him by going to school! He loved the idea, he would finally get to go to school and learn to be smart just like everyone else. He felt so excited, he had always wanted to become inteligent, ever since he first knew he wasn't.
That's how he would go to school, through the portal each day. He remembered thats how he thought it was going to happen. Cervie would open a portal each morning and send him off to Saville's place so he could learn and become smart and eventually get his own boat. He loved the idea, and coudln't wait to thank Cervie.
Rockingham got up and helped her get out of her clothes, he made sure to cover his eyes when she was too naked though, he wasn't a peeping Mom or anything. He could respect a persons privacy, especially in the bathroom. He sat back down in his chair staring contently at the wall. He wondered when his first lesson would be, probably once she finished her bath. He hoped it wouldn't take too long. He would like to get started right away. What was bothering him most? Reading, thats what he wanted to do first. He wanted to read all about everything. If he could learn to read, then he could simply read about other things, like how to chart a course over water, or what to do when you get hurt real bad and aren't a hairy monster.
Rocky folded his hand over his lap and waited patiently.
 
Rose

OOC: Hi all! Escaped my books for a bit *is hiding under her desk* ;)

IC:
*Fuck, my head hurts...* Rose thought as she floated up from the darkness of unconsciousness.

She let her eyes slide open and heard herself make an almost animal sound as the light stabbed her sensative pupils. She threw an arm over her eyes with a groan, flinching when she hit a cut on her forehead. She let out a stream of curses without thinking. A shuffling noise brought her attention back to where she was. Cracking one eye open under her shielding arm she squinted at Ren.

"Ren...?" she blinked, taking in her surroundings. Their room, Ren must have carried her. Well..damn...How the hell could he so nice sometimes?

"Thanks...."
 
Ren

Turning to the sound of Rose's voice, I raise an eyebrow in her direction. Did she just say 'thanks' to me for taking her to our room? Usualy, that wouldn't realy seem so surprising to hear someone say that to me. But it was not something that I would realy expect to hear from Rose.

Letting a smile escape my lips, I tell the young thief, "There's no need to thank me, Rose. You looked like you needed a place to rest. And we could both do with a few minutes away from Cervantes and the rest of the crew out there."

Noticing she was still hurting from the cut on her forehead, I take a closer look at the bandage. It was holding up, but the wound was obviously not healed up just yet.

Glancing into Rose's eyes, I asked her, "Uh... do you think you'll be ok by yourself, or would you rather I stay with you for now? I could help you till you feel like you could be left alone."

Waiting for her answer, I fidget a little from where I was. After what we had done earlier in a moment of animal passion, it was kind of weird for me to talk with her now. She was very attractive though.
 
Saville turned and looked at Rocky. A large warm smile came across her face, and her eyes sparkled as she watched Rocky.
He was sitting on the chair with his hands folded in his lap, waiting patiently.
Slowly slipping into her bath, she began to wash herself.
"Rocky you can open your eyes and look. Its ok, infact I like to be looked at."
Saville began to wash herself, starting at her feet, making sure that each toe was washed between, showing a fair bit of leg.
Every now and then taking a peek at Rocky's eyes. Smiling softly but not looking directly at him. Reaching over her back, making it quite difficult.
"Oh Rocky, would you be so dear as to wash my back for me? I just can't seem to reach" Saville said, looking at Rocky, batting her eyelashes at him.
 
Rockingham smiled. He loved to help people. It wasn't often that people let him help. They would usually just have him do some odd job all by himself. He hardly ever even got to meet people, especially naked ones who wanted him to help him. Quickly he grabbed a dry sponge off the floor and soaped it up with some water. He began washing her back, carefully. Rocky wasn't a strong man, by any means, but if he wasn't careful he could become very clumsy. Then she might not want to teach him because he got soap in her eye or hurt her. He didn't want to hurt her, she seemed too nice to get hurt.
He washed up and down, and side to side, making sure he got every little spot nice and clean. He went diagonal for awhile, and then just for fun make some soap animals on her back. There was a little dolphin, and a fish. He would chuckle to hismelf and then wash it away. Occasionally he took a handful of water and rinsed the soap off so he could start again. Her skin was so soft, a texture he hadn't felt before. It was like bread that had just come out of the fire, and was warm and soft, but it had that hardness to it. He supposed that was what it was like, although he would never say that. He wouldn't be very happy if someone called his skin as soft as bread. He would probably be angry and go to his room. That was what her skin felt like though, honest to truth it did.
Rocky kept washing contently, he liked doing this. It was fun, he hadn't had any fun in a long time. No one had ever let him wash them before, he took it as a great honor, especially from his teacher. She must think he is an exceptional student. Rocky smiled at himself for that, the first day and he was already an exceptional student.
 
Saville

Saville was all smiles. She could tell that Rocky was enjoying himself as he was washing her back. Every now and then she let a little noise escape from her mouth.
"Rocky, would you like to wash my front? You are doing such a wonderful job washing my back."
 
Rockingham furrowed his brow. He had never had such a request before. This seemed highly unlikely with a teacher and student, but if she wanted him too. He supposed he could fulfill her request, all she asked was for him to wash her, nothing else.Something stirred in the back of his mind, however, but him not being very bright to detect it simply let it slide like so many other inteligable reasons of genuis.
"All right," he said. Moving slowly he moved to her front, trying to not look, but then again trying not to try to look as well. She was even more beautiful without clothes. He had never even wondered how pretty a woman could look like. He had tried to picture it, but like so many other things, it just never came to him. This came to him, it sang to him. He washed her carefully, making sure she was clean. He wondered why teachers needed to be so clean, but the thought escaped him, just about everything was escaping him, not that he had much of anything to let escape in the first place.
Rocky finally moved down to her legs, he scrubbed beneath the water, first with her thighs, and then finally moving down to her knees and legs and even between her toes. He always liked his toes clean, even when the rest of him wasn't. He switched to the other leg, moving down again, scrub scrub move, it became almost like a chore, but this was actually quite a pleasent chore. He didn't mind it at all.
There, he finally thought. It took nearly forever, but he had finally finished in washing her. He smiled as he gently placed the rag back in her hand. Although, he wasn't quite sure what to do now. Perhaps the lessons were to begin, oh he was so excited, he could hardly wait.
 
Smiling at Rocky.
"that was wonderful Rocky. You are so gentle. Tell me, would you like to share the bath with me? I would love to repay you by washing you. Have you ever had a woman wash you before Rocky?
 
Rocky paused a minute, looking at the wall. If he were any smarter he might have thought things any normal man might think, but all that passed through his mind was why she wanted to give him a bath. He felt clean enough, but then she might not think so. She might think him a vile and dirty person, that was probably why she wanted him in the bath so badly.
He quickly sniffed himself, he didn't smell anything wrong. A woman's nose was probably keener than a man's however. So, he needed a wash, not that hard to do. Slowly Rocky slipped down to his underwear and sat in the bath with her. He crossed his legs under him so he wouldn't invade her side of the bath. He felt slightly uncomfortable, but kept it under wraps. This itself might be part of the lesson, if he was not open to new things, then certainly he would never learn.
Rocky smiled as he splashed the water on himself. This was actually becoming quite fun, the more time he stayed here the more he liked it.
 
From Ren's post: (More for me actually, but since it's been a bit since I responded, thought it might help)

*Turning to the sound of Rose's voice, I raise an eyebrow in her direction. Did she just say 'thanks' to me for taking her to our room? Usualy, that wouldn't realy seem so surprising to hear someone say that to me. But it was not something that I would realy expect to hear from Rose.

Letting a smile escape my lips, I tell the young thief, "There's no need to thank me, Rose. You looked like you needed a place to rest. And we could both do with a few minutes away from Cervantes and the rest of the crew out there."

Noticing she was still hurting from the cut on her forehead, I take a closer look at the bandage. It was holding up, but the wound was obviously not healed up just yet.

Glancing into Rose's eyes, I asked her, "Uh... do you think you'll be ok by yourself, or would you rather I stay with you for now? I could help you till you feel like you could be left alone."

Waiting for her answer, I fidget a little from where I was. After what we had done earlier in a moment of animal passion, it was kind of weird for me to talk with her now. She was very attractive though.*

*****

I glance at Ren and feel my eyes yellow as my beast peeks out. Damn hormones....

"Don't ever admit I said this but...I'd appreciate the company..." I mutter finally laying back on the bed and puzzling at my new need for companionship. As a thief I'd gotten used to being alone but...My beast wanted others nearby.

Peachy.
 
Ren

Slightly turning my head to the side, I watch over Rose as she lays herself down to rest. The sound of the young thief breathing was all that could be heard in the quiet room. For a moment, Rose actualy looked very peaceful laying back like this. When she wasn't being the 'tough girl' of the group, her natural beauty came shining through. It was during those moments that I would always find my attraction to her peeking once again. Looking down at myself, I noticed that it was peeking in more ways then one.

Leaning down into a sitting position to help hide the erection, I start to curse my werebeast hermones for jumping in at this moment. Moving around so that I was sitting against Rose's bed, turning to face her, I see she was giving me an odd look. Couldn't really blame her for that. The way I was jerking around just right now must have been odd for anyone to see.

Trying to pass the time, I asked the girl, "Can I ask you something, Rose? Ever since you were infected by Cervantes back at the Wharf, how have things been different for you? And I'm not just talking about the four of us and Rocky being out here at sea. I'm talking about how it's changed the way you act and... feel on the inside."

There was a hidden reason for me asking her that question. Ever since the changes from the infection stared, and the longer we were out here alone, I had been feeling easily aroused around Rose and Vixen. Not so much Vixen for some reason. Perhaps it was in 'respect' that she was with Cervantes and he was the head of the pack?

In either case, there was something for Rose that had become stronger lately. This showed earlier in the day when I tried to force myself on her. She showed some of those characeristics back at me in responce, but I had brushed it off as just a woman going with the flow for the time being. Now that we had time to spare, the question had popped into my head once again.

Waiting for Rose to respond, I try to keep myself from gawking at her chest while she took each breath.
 
Saville

OOC Sorry it has taken a while to post but my computer is sick through too much use. Hopefully it should be better soon.
IC Saville quickly bit her lip as she tried to stop smiling at Rocky as he slid into the bath. Right then she was fighting to stop herself laughing and throwing her arms around him.
As he started to splash water on himself, a wicked little grin came across her face.
Grabbing a washcloth, making it very wet she tossed it at him, making sure it hit him on the shoulder. Then she laughed, and laughed as she splashed water at him.
For a moment Saville was back in her childhood home, having water fights with her older brother that she adored.
Saville was laughing and splashing water everywhere, including Rocky and his clothes.
 
Rocky took the rag from his shoulder and looked at her. Why did she hit him with this? What did he do wrong, he didn't mean to do anything wrong. He only did what was asked.
She was smiling though, she was laughing and having such fun. She was playing a game with him, he loved games. Water splashed on him, he closed his eyes and ducked behind them. She wanted a waterfight, well than thats what she was going to get.
Rocky soaked the rag and threw it at her awkwardly. It did hit though, on her head. He laughed heartily as he began scooping up water and throwing it at her. He had never had this much fun, no one had ever played with him before. Cervie never let anyone play with him. And Cervie only played with him when he was drunk.
She liked playing with him though. He could tell from her face, she was playing with Rockingham and she was having so much fun. So was he. He loved playing with Saville.
 
Saville

OOC Sorry about the delay but Ihave learnt that I cant take my computer apart and put it back together again...ooops!

IC Laughing heartily as the wash cloth hit Saville in the head. A water fight...she hadnt had a water fight for so long. She was enjoying herself with Rocky. Saville found his innocence refreshing. She wondered if Cervantes would approve, and with that thought, a frown came over her face.
She stopped laughing and looked into Rocky's eyes.
"Rocky, have you ever made love with a woman?"
 
Rocky looked at her quizzically, his head cocked to one side. Made love? He wondered what it meant. He knew how to make things. He made bread all the time, he was good at making food. He even made chum when Cervie's buddies said they wanted to go fishing, but make love? What sort of ingrediants go in that? He wondered if it even was a dish.
Love, that was when two people kissed each other and stuff. They always hung around each other, holding hands. He made his dolls kiss each other.
Then it hit him. He knew what making love meant. On the boat, when he figured out what giving head meant. It meant to dance. Saville wanted to dance with him, to make love. His mind snapped back into the bathroom. He was still in the tub, which had turned a dirty brown since he had jumped in, but he could tell he was a lot cleaner now.
He looked up at Saville so warmly. She would be a good dancer, yes she would. He would dance with her all night.
"No, I have never made love," he said carefully. He had watched people dance all the time, but no one ever asked him to dance, unless they were drunk and threw bottles at him. He was a good bottle dancer, but not a good partner dancer. He supposed since this was her teacher, he should learn.
"Will you teach me?"
 
Saville

Smiling broadly at Rocky.
"We need to get out this bath then."
Saville slowly raised herself out of the water, to stand in the brown water, the droplets dripping off her body, and running down her thighs. Some soap suds were slithering down her long legs.
Slowly stepping out from the bath, she took a soft towel and wrapped it around herself.
"Why dont you get out Rocky, and I can dry you off?" Saville smiled encouragingly at him.
 
Rocky smiled in pleasent frustration. He had never really been known to know a lot of things in his life, but he supposed if ever there was a time to know things, this was it. He had never had a teacher all to himself before, perhaps her studies might be too hard for him. He could never have too hard a studies though, in fact, he was fairly certain that she would be gently with him.
Getting out of the bath, he stood there. The water slowly making it's way down. Why did it do that? Couldn't water ever drop up once and a while. In a storm once, he saw water go up, but then it just went back down again. It's like the water had tried with all it's might to jump forward into it's destiny, but then was forced back down.
He wasn't sure why things were forced down, they just were.
In the scheme of things, he supposed it was all for the best, he didn't want his best toys floating around everywhere.
Rocky looked at Saville cautiously... unaware of what was going to happen next.
 
Saville

Smiling at Rocky, gazing up and down his body. Taking in the definition of his body.
Taking up the towel, Saville began to wipe the droplets up moving slowly down his chest. Making sure the towel was soaking up every last drop of water on his chest. Saville kneeled onto the floor and moved to dry Rocky's tummy and
down each thigh.
Taking a deep breath, blowing some warm air along his hip bone. Smiling up at Rocky, and winking, Saville slowly extended an index finger to play in Rocky's belly button.
 
Rockingham giggled as he felt her breath on him. She was so playful. He had never seen anyone playful liket his with him before. He smiled at her, watching her intently. He had never actually felt this way about another person before. She actually respected him, sort of. Rocky was never a person to be accepted or respected. He usually was content with not being beaten or yelled at. She was quite the oppposite though, she seemed comfortable with him. If he were smarter he would probably know what she was doing, or what she wanted, or why she was acting this way, but he wasn't. His inteligence had led him down so many dead ends, and women was just another one of them.
Rocky snapped back into reality as he watched her play with his belly button. He laughed heartily again.
 
Saville

Blowing warm air across Rocky's tummy, Saville decided to extend her tongue and lick from Rocky's belly button down. Looking up at Rocky all the time trying to guage what Rocky's reactions will be.
Meanwhile one of her hands glides up the inner thigh, and slowly taking hold of Rocky's manhood in her hand. Slowly lowering her head to kiss the tip of Rocky's manhood before opening her lips to suckle at the tip, at first before taking more of him inbetween her loucious lips, and warm wet mouth.
 
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