susurrus
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Eisen was pleased that she remembered how to address him, and it was without the sarcasm she'd displayed before. He smiled at her for it, and when she asked about food and water, he said:
"Let me help you get the bed inside, you can test it, then I'll show you where the water is, where you can bathe, and I'll help you get coconuts and start showing you what can be eaten around here. Tomorrow, I plan to go fishing so I hope you like seafood."
As he stood there, he silently noted her glances at his hard-on. She didn't seem shy about it, but still he didn't acknowledge her interest. He hoped sex would be on the table somewhere along the line, but he wasn't going to force it on her. If they were going to live on this island together, it would be best if she trusted him.
He also noticed that she still held the machete. She could have laid it down quite a while ago. There was no indication that she planned to use it to make an attempt to harm him, but she just didn't seem to want to let it go.
Reaching down, he gently took the knife from her hand and saw her flinch when the grip pulled at what had to be some nasty blisters. Turning over her hand, he saw that, indeed, she had burst blisters all over her palm.
"That looks like it hurts. Does it? If I had any magic solution to give you, I'd give it. Unfortunately, you're just going to have to work through the blisters until they become calluses.
"I'm proud of how you worked today. When we get your bed inside, I want you to lay down on it and make sure it's going to hold up. Then we'll go round us up something to eat and drink. Grab your end of the bed and let's get this going."
"Let me help you get the bed inside, you can test it, then I'll show you where the water is, where you can bathe, and I'll help you get coconuts and start showing you what can be eaten around here. Tomorrow, I plan to go fishing so I hope you like seafood."
As he stood there, he silently noted her glances at his hard-on. She didn't seem shy about it, but still he didn't acknowledge her interest. He hoped sex would be on the table somewhere along the line, but he wasn't going to force it on her. If they were going to live on this island together, it would be best if she trusted him.
He also noticed that she still held the machete. She could have laid it down quite a while ago. There was no indication that she planned to use it to make an attempt to harm him, but she just didn't seem to want to let it go.
Reaching down, he gently took the knife from her hand and saw her flinch when the grip pulled at what had to be some nasty blisters. Turning over her hand, he saw that, indeed, she had burst blisters all over her palm.
"That looks like it hurts. Does it? If I had any magic solution to give you, I'd give it. Unfortunately, you're just going to have to work through the blisters until they become calluses.
"I'm proud of how you worked today. When we get your bed inside, I want you to lay down on it and make sure it's going to hold up. Then we'll go round us up something to eat and drink. Grab your end of the bed and let's get this going."