Danger and Diplomacy (closed)

((Perhaps we'll have to think of something that requires giving Morwena a spanking. :) ))

Morwena dare not remove Ark's hand from under her shirt. It was already quite apparent to her that this was arousing to him, wriggling in his lap would not make matters any better, so she tried to keep still.

She nodded in agreement with Ark not trusting her voice right then. Plus acting the naive newlywed was the best plan right now.

"I'd of 'ad 'er toes curling by now--pretty piece of fluff like that." The ruffian leered. "Taking my 'usbandly rights and all. I'd of never left 'ome. Don't need to go nowhere's when all she'd be seein' is a ceiling. Jus' where is 'ome?"

Morwena looked at Ark.
 
((I'm sure we can figure that in somehow))

Ark recalled locations and went for one he had heard about. "Haven," he whispered. He turned his head towards the ruffian, the hand on Morwena's back slowly moving her a bit. Causing her to rise and fall upon him. "Now if you don't mind," he turns back to Morwena, kissing her passionately on the lips. As the kiss breaks, "I do have more important things to do than to talk with you both."

The ruffians both leered at the kiss and then responded, "Well don't let us stop you." But they made no indication of moving.
 
The light dawned as to why Ark kept moving her. He wanted it to look like they were coupling. Her cheeks went pink.

Unfortunately, it did not seem to deter the ruffians, if anything the men seemed even more interested. That did not bode well.

"Take her tunic off. I wanna see tits. I bet she has some nice ones." The first one encouraged.

"She always this quiet? I think maybe yer doin' it wrong."

Morwena let out a harsh breath and wondered if her magic missiles could take them both down.
 
Ark heard the command from the ruffians. He wanted to growl and tell them both off, but doing that might start a fight, and a fight is one they could not win.

"She does" he panted out. "But they are only for me." Ark regretted the words instantly. Not that he wanted to expose Morwena...

He watched as the ruffian drew a dagger, "I think ya should be removing her top."

Ark looked Morwena in the eye as he slowly undid the buttons of her shirt. Taking time was what was needed. He opened her shirt, seeing her breasts for the first time, but trying not to stare too long, he whispers in his "wife's" ear, let them see.
 
Morwena's cheeks burned. But she looked into the man's eyes who held the dagger and took a breath straightening her back to expose the fullness of her breasts and their pink pert nipples.

"I will see them dead." She breathed ever so quietly in Ark's ear.

"Now ain't that a fine sight. What a pretty pair o' doves." The ruffian moved farther into the wagon to get a better look.
 
The ruffian coming in was exactly the wrong move. He had underestimated the two love birds. As he crawled in Ark grabbed his arm, and pulled him further into the cart. This caused the blade to be useless for him, until Ark had grabbed it and stabbed the ruffian in the neck with it.

Now he simply had to hope Morwena could handle the other one.
 
Morwena cast her magic missiles at the other man. If they weren't enough to kill him, he would be slowed down by them. Besides the opening to the wagon was blocked by the dying man giving her a chance to cast another spell just to be sure. She had never seen someone die. Not like this and not this close. She turned away and said a little prayer for the rotten souls of these men.

On more practical matter, she hoped the wagoner would be grateful that they had taken care of these two and continue on their journey.

"We should see if they have any money. And . . . What should we do with the bodies? We can't just leave them by the side of the road--they'll be found."
 
As Ark watched the second ruffian fall dead, he nodded as he did a quick search of them. He then carried the one and tied it to the back of one of horses the men had rode. He puts the other dead body on top of the first one, ties them both down and then slaps the horse's so that it will ride. He watches as it runs away in the distance.

"Hopefully no one will find the horse for quite awhile."

He grabbed his boots and put them on, ignoring the merchant at the moment. "We can take the other horse and make some good time towards the city."
 
Morwena straightened her clothing and tugged her boots on. "And the wagoner will no longer be at risk for transporting us. They didn't hurt him, did they?" That would be most upsetting. She walked to the front of the wagon to see the merchant sitting there looking frightened.

"It's alright. My husband took care of them. We're going to take the horse. Thank you so much for letting us ride with you. Safe journey to you."

She let Ark help her onto the horse. He climbed up behind her. She leaned back against his chest as they rode. "So tell me . . . Just how long were you planning on keeping up that act?"
 
With Ark pressed against Morwena, she could still tell he was a bit excited by it all. "Well I was hoping they would simply leave if they saw us making out, instead they decided to be lecherous about it and want to join in."

Finally he has to ask, "Are you trying to say I have bad breath or something?"
 
Morwena laughed, "No. You just seemed to be enjoying it all far too much considering the danger we were in. In fact, you still seem to be enjoying my proximity. Isn't that . . . uncomfortable? Is it always like that with human males? Does the closeness of a female always do that? I only know what I have heard, and frankly, I thought it was something to make humans sound more disgusting."
 
Ark laughed at Morwena's words, "I take it you have not spent much time with Elven males then, else you would know, they do it too. It is a basic living feature to become aroused when present with a member of the opposite sex in intimate situations."

"For me, I will admit, it has been awhile since I have been with a woman, so having one so close as you have been to me is quite different."
 
"Elves spend much time in meditation and developing our intellect. We do not let our physical bodies distract us." Morwena said. Although she had to admit, Ark was aesthetically pleasing in his very human way. Perhaps it was the exoticism of his humanness. Perhaps she felt an attraction to him because he rescued her. Or maybe it was because he was the first man that she spent such intimate time with, human or elf.

"I have no doubt that is true. You were studying in Elven lands. I expect most if not all of the Elven women were immune to your charms." She looked at him over her shoulder and gave him a smug grin.
 
"Well that and I was also told fraternizing with other elves would mean I would be banished. You forget your kind doesn't much like cross breeds." By now the conversation had turned Ark off and he was no longer poking Morwena.

They were able to make good time on the road and soon enough they spotted the city.
 
"Ah, I see. That would be a great deterrant. And no, I have not forgetten. The life of a cross-breed is not a happy one. The elves do not care for them and the humans are worse."

She had been drowsing in the saddle leaning against him when Ark pointed out the city. "Do we have a plan? Do we just walk in and announce who I am? Although I would dearly love a bath."
 
Ark thought on it, "Maybe that should be our initial plan, let's go in, and get ourselves two rooms and we can get a feel for what may be happening here in town. It might not be smart to simply announce ourselves."
 
"Would it be safer to share a room? I feel nervous being alone. We could lie again and say we are married. That worked before. A bath, a warm meal, and a soft bed..." she sighed. "I never thought they would seem such luxuries."
 
Ark nodded, "Yes if you want we can share a room. It would remove any thought about who you might be. Generally only important woman travel alone."

The city was full of life as they entered. There were people milling about and everywhere. They all seemed to going someplace or another. Ark stayed with Morwena on the horse as he led her deeper into the city.

He seems to have passed by at least three inns before he finally found one to his liking. The sign said it was the Grey Unicorn. Ark dismounts, helping the lovely elf down. "Come my dear, I'm sure this place will have a room for us."
 
Morwena wasn't sure what made Ark pass by the other inns they passed, but he must have a reason. He had gotten her safely this far.

"I hope so." She leaned is close to whisper, "What do we do for payment? I think I have some jewelry in my bag. We can't tell them who I am--not yet any way." She looked at the inn longingly. "I do so hope they have good bathing facilities."

She kissed his cheek. "This is not how I ever expected my honeymoon to be." She pulled away from him.
 
Ark chuckled at her words, "Well perhaps later and we can make it seem like a real honeymoon," he whispered to her. "But I'm sure a piece of your jewelry will pay for the room for a week." He helps her down before they enter the inn. The place isn't terribly busy yet and the innkeep spots them right away.


After a bit of negotiation, they were able to secure themselves a room for the week using one piece of jewelry. As they made their way upstairs, Ark picked up Morwena and carried her into the room, "Your honeymoon beginning should be remembered."
 
She raised her eyebrow at him but had to keep the pretense of a young married couple. A couple who were in love. She realized that she had grown very fond of Ark during their adventure. He was kind and loyal and fierce in battle. A woman could do far worse for a husband. A princess could do far worse.

She laughed a little as he carried her into the room and rubbed her nose. "You stink. And I do as well. I think a trip to the bathhouse is the first order of business. You can scrub my back." She teased. Why not take Ark as a lover? They were not out of danger yet, although she felt a great weight taken off her now that they were in the city and safe at the inn. She could stop thinking about survival and think about pleasure instead.
 
Ark chuckled at her words. "You tease me, and don't think I won't 't take you up on that offer." He winked at her as he finally put her onto the floor of the room. Realizing though he does stink he does begin to remove his shirt. "We will need to work on new clothes for us both. But I think after a bath and after we eat."
 
"So a trip to the bathhouse is in order. The innkeeper said it was out back. Unless oyu were just planning on using that." Morwena indicated the pitcher and bowl on the dry sink. "Let's put our things in this chest and I can wizard lock it and put a ward on the door. Can't have someone stealing the rest of my jewelry." She put her pack in the chest at the foot of the bed and held it open for him. She cast the spells then stood and stretched.

"And now for a very long bath."

****

The bathhouse was a large round wooden structure with a large round tub inside. The water was kept heated by a coal fire underneath it. Not as fine as the technology the elves used, but Morwena was not about to complain.

She emerged from the changing room with a towel wrapped around her. She walked up the steps to the large hot tub. Ark was already in it leaning back with his arms resting across the back, a smirk curled his lips when he saw her. She gave him a rueful smile in return. She gracefully walked up the three steps to the tub, put one foot on the step on the other side then opened her towel, carefully folded it and placed it on the wide ledge. She knew he was watching her, but she didn't care. She stepped down into the water with a sigh and moved over to sit by him. She handed him a sponge and turned her back.

"I believe you promised to scrub my back."
 
Ark found himself in the tub waiting for Morwena to show. At first he thought she was only joking and was going to wait for him to finish. Then he expected her to be more modest or tease him. He intended then to stare as she dropped her towel. What a sight to behold too. He knew she was lovely, but her body was breathtaking.

He took the sponge, nodding silently in agreement since words seemed to escape him right now. His hand came up to caress her skin ... and then the other hand with the sponge began to run down her back.
 
"You are uncharacteristically silent. I can't believe that you've never seen a naked woman before." Morwena commented. She shifted and rolled her shoulders making a small moan. "That feels delicious."
 
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