Pleasure Kingdoms: Second Attempt

Evee giggled softly as shizura made a fuss over her after healing her calf.

"I'm fine Shizura. I got the rest I needed earlier and can move about on my own."

She nodded softly at the mention of a fire.

"A fire will dry me off, but I'll need something dry to wear so my robes can dry."

She stood up from the dry stone, checking to make sure she could put her full wieght on it. Satisfied, she moved to gather up some dry wood from nearby. The movement only served to make the wet robes cling to her more, slowly becoming transparent. She moved to a clearing a few feet from the group and carefully prepared a firebed for the fire. Satisfied, she stood up, shivering softly at a light breeze.
 
Kevin burst out of the trees, gasping for breath and brushing leaves from his tousled brown hair. "I'm here . . . I'm ready . . . to help . . . fight . . ." The farmboy collapsed on the scorched and bloody earth, exhausted. He stared sheepishly at the adventurers assembled before him, trying to keep his eyes away from Eeve's glistening wet skin, barely covered by the thin clining robe.

Laramie stepped lightly from the forest behind Kevin, rolling her eyes at him. The tall elf tossed her long, blonde hair, and daintily stepped around the piles of monster corpses. She smoothed out her dress, her hands still obscured by long, billowing sleeves. Laramie looked the group of adventurers over, flashing Taren a sultry smile, and narrowing her blue eyes slightly at Ritsuko. Laramie thought the newcomer was almost as pretty as herself, and didn't seem as innocent as Shizura or Eeve. She might actually prove to be a rival.

"Oh, did we miss all the excitement and danger? How sad. Still, you all seem to have fought bravely and all that. Are we still in time for the victory cellebration? And to collect these monsters' treasure?"
 
Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

He glanced at the newcomers, and went inside the tower. He picked up the sack the elf had given him, and tied it around his upper arm. He grabbed his wings, and left his sword next to the pile of crystals that had been left to him.

He walked back out, carrying his wing. He looked at Laramie. "Inside the tower, my belt and sword are next to a pile of monster crystals. If you want, you may have a third of them."

He turned to Shizura, and held his wing, craning his neck to look at the wound. He turned to her. "It's not too clean a wound. If you want, I can try to reattach it. It will still need healing, and I will sustain injuries doing so, but it you would feel better that way than trying to heal it back on yourself,...I could see if I have the strength..."
 
Ritsuko's head felt light, her thoughts racing in a jumble of chaotic activity.

A rush of envy brushed through her mind as she finally noticed the remnants of moisture that still remained on the preistess as Shizura proceeded to heal Evee's torn calf.

She was about to ask her about where she had gone, hoping to take advantage of a possible secluded pool or perhaps a fresh spring where she could rid herself of the taint of battle, when the bushes at the treeline parted again.

Elven eyes widened, too stunned to move this time as two MORE figures approached them. A shaggy looking human peasant, out of breath, proclaimed his readiness to fight. Any amusement she might have taken from the situation was killed instantly by the hardened glare of the blonde elf woman at his side. Instinctively, Ritsuko took a step back from the newcomers, not sure she was happy with the following outbursts of welcome from the rest of the group. The elf's eyes seemed to follow her every movement. Turning away from her, she tried to ignore the woman, caution demanding she at least watch her from her peripheral vision.

"E-Evee, might you be able to point out where you found fresh water? I'm afraid I'm terribly jealous of your cleanliness at this moment."

Fortunately for her, it seemed the other elf was more interested in the crystals that had been collected from the battlefield. She sighed as she decided that this was probably not the time to show Shizura the staff and book that was found in the tower. She didn't trust the gleam of avarice in the tall blondie's eyes.

She glanced at Zarl again, sincerely hoping Shizura could do something for him. Her memories drifted back to Lavastine and her wounded arm again.

Sigh....she's got her work cut out for her. With any luck, I can convince her or Evee to see to Taren later. I can tell he's hurt, though damned if he'll ask for help.

A smile flitted across her face as she awaited the priestess' reply. A quick trip back to camp to retrieve her new robe, a bath in the last vestiges of moonlight the night had left to offer, and she'd be ready to face the perils the day might bring.
 
Laramie gleefully heads to the tower to collect her well-earned share of the monsters' crystals.

Kevin has caught his breath and now realizes that everything is over. He tries to make himself useful tying bandages, gathering fallen weapons, and preparing a fire up near the ruined tower.
 
Evee looked at the two newcomers as they stumbled out of the forest, semi-recognizion of them. She gave a wave to them before she noticed that Ritsuko wanted her attention. She giggled softly and nodded.

"Sure, but you have to promise to light a fire later if someone else doesn't. BEing wet and the wind blowing is uncomfortable."

She moved towards Ritsuko and then smiled, motioning her to follow her to the little pool. She stopped by it as she turned to look at Ritsuko for a moment.

"Need any help washing your back? I don't mind helping you if you need any."

She brushed a few wet curls from her face for a moment, waiting Ritsuko's answer.
 
Ritsuko

Tension seemed to flee from the atmosphere as she regarded the smiling priestess. All thoughts of the strange new elf woman faded to the back of her mind as she accepted Evee's offer with a smile and nod.

Motioning for Evee to hold for just a moment, Ritsuko returned seconds later clutching the new bundle of silver fabric. No explanations spoken aloud just yet, the samurai noted a glimmer of a smile from Logan as he obviously recognized what she carried. With a wink and a soft smile in the direction of both Logan and Taren, she turned and let Evee lead on.

"Your offer is most kind, preistess. I don't know much about the construction of fire, but how hard could it be? And you are very much welcome to wash my back, though I feel strange accepting the offer from one who's rank is as high as yours. Will your superiors not disapprove of you doing such a menial task?"
 
Taren

The tall half-elf watched Shizura fuss over Evee and Zarl's wounds with a pleased expression. With them healed, things would be all right again. Ritsuko's words warmed his heart, as did the things that went unsaid in her eyes. He blushed more from having the samurai's attention on him than what she said. So skilled a warrior to praise him so. He watched her as Shizura set to healing and greeting the others. He'd have to take the opportunity to speak to her later. She was fascinating.

He inclined his head to Laramie and Kevin as they returned, though he frowned a bit when Zarl agreed to give her part of his treasure. Taren had nothing against the elven woman...but she hadn't fought here. What had she done to earn part of the winnings?

As Evee and Ritsuko prepared to go bathe, Taren dug around in hsi pouch for a moment. "Er...excuse me, Evee." He was deliberately not lookng at her, his cheeks red as he held out the worn blue cloak he had used to cover Logan earlier. "This will keep you warm while your clothes dry." "It's got a lining of churra fur, so it's very warm despite the ragged appearance." "I'm sorry I don't have anything nicer to offer." His eyes wandered over, not to Evee, but to Ritsuko. Thier eyes met, and a smile made its way onto his face as Evee took the offered garment.

The group returned to the make-shift camp site. Soon Kevin had a fire going in the place Evee had provided. Taren sat nest to a wall, his hand rubbing at his chest. He had inspected himself while he had changed clothes. He had one hell of a bruise, one that went through skin and muscle, to the bone. He'd also discovered two cracked ribs. Nothing he couldn't get over. He was earth, and earth endures.

Feeling the need to do something, he spoek up at Kevin was walking past him. "Hey, Kevin." "We met briefly in town, I'm Taren Orlandau." "I heard what you said about wanting to fight earlier, and I can see you haven't had any real training." "If you're interested, I'm willing to teach you." "And I know for a fact I've got a few weapons that you already know how to wield." "It's your choice though." "Think it over."
 
Evee smiled and shook her head softly.

"No, it is customary for my sect to do such things for others. You are after all a good friend and companion, I want to help where I can. Even in the temple, we all washed each other. I'll try not to leave anything left upon your soft skin."

She untied her wet robe and fold it up for a moment before she laid it by the small pool. Her skin didn't have a marr upon it, showing that she took care of herself even while traveling. She slipped carefully into the pool and looked up at Ritsuko as she waited on her to join her.
 
Ritsuko pulled her katana from its place at her sash, scabbard and all as she placed the weapon on the damp earth that surrounded the small pool. With deft motion of her hands, her sash came next, falling loosely to the ground and nearly obscuring the honor blade with its length. A simple shrug, and the tattered remnants of her kimono fell, leaving her bare and chilled.

She slowly followed Evee into the bathing pool, a soft gasp escaping her as the cool water sent a shiver through her spine, hardening her dark nipples almost instantly. Her arms draped about the front of her body, attempting to protect some of her modesty as she sank slowly into the soothing waters beside the priestess.

Suddenly she was more tired than she had been in a long time. Her blue eyes closing softly as she willed her breathing to slow and muscles to relax. Reaching over, she tore a rare strip of fairly clean cloth from her kimono, soaking the fabric thoroughly before beginning to run it along the length of her arms.

Her eyes opened to give Evee a true smile of gratitude for just a moment as she turned and sank below the waters.

She burst forth in a spray of water, playfully splashing the priestess as she laughed out loud. She could actually FEEL the grime being rinsed from her hair, the raven locks returning to their proper place as she shook her head violently, water spraying everywhere. She couldn't help but giggle as she looked at the dripping Evee, heedless of the rivulets of water that still trickled slightly down the length of her own body, trails of silver against a pale background.

"Sorry, that had to be done."
 
Lavastine noticed the guy was different, intrigued on how he looked. She was being quiet as to not startle him when he wakes, going to her bags from the horse she pulled out some water and fresh bandages, started to tend to her wound. After it was cleaned up, it didn't terrible. Still not the best of shape, but it'll do for now.

Wondering what everyone else was doing, as she dug into her bag again pulling out some food. Kinda hoping that will wake him up. For some reason she didn't want to leave him alone out here, specially if he was hurt.
 
Evee smiled was she watched Ritsuko get underess and into the pool. She thought that Ritsuko had a beautiful body. She eeped as she was suddenly sprayed by Ritsuko and laughed.

"It's ok. I'm not sure I could get any clean though."

She giggled and splashed Ritsuko back for a moment. She eeped as she lost her footing for a moment and slipped into the water, going under for a moment. She regained herself and burst up from the water, splashing Ritsuko back.

"Now we're even cutie."

She smiled lightly and then held her hand out for the strip of cloth that Ritsuko was using.

"Shall I begin?"
 
With a nod, the samurai handed the faded cloth to Evee, sitting demurely in front of her. A sigh of contentment escaped her as she felt the cool water rise almost to her smallish breasts, the soft touch of the preistess relieving the knots of muscles in her back that had long been taxed. A soft moan of pleasure escaped her as tension fled her body little by little.

"That feels good, Evee. Thank you so much for offering to do this."

She arched her back a little against the priestess as she felt her fingers seeking out the nerve centers underneath her shoulder blades, the washcloth soft and cool against her skin. Ritsuko's eyes closed once more, as she paused to relish the sensation.
Her memories drifted back to the day's events briefly, yet even that pain seemed to flee as the lovely priestess continued to attend to her.

"We....Logan and I....found a staff and a strange book in Garreth's tower. He's the mage that used to live there, an old friend of the family. Logan seems to think it might be a spellbook....(groan)....was...was hoping perhaps you or Lavastine....or this....this new girl....Shizura, could tell us what they might be. The garment I brought with me was also found there. A gift from an old friend."

Even this faded from her as Evee continued to wash her fatigued body. Ritsuko could see plainly that the preistess fully intended to keep her promise...and leave not one mark left upon her by the time she was done.
 
"It is my pleasure Ritsuko."

She began to hun a soft melody under her breathe as she listened to Ritsuko go over the things she had done with Logan. Her fingers knew where to rub to release the tension from Ritsuko's back. It came from the years of training she had, just one of the many things she was taught. Soon after Ritsuko's back was done, she moved the cloth along her shoulders and the curve of her neck softly.

"I can try to see if i can figure out what the magical object is that you foundt. It has been awhile since I did such a thing, but I don't see why I can't."

Her touch was gentle, almost as if it was barely there. She moved up along the back and sides of Ritsuko's neck, leaning forward a little. She sniffed softly of Ritsuko's raven locks to make sure her hair was clean.

"You have a beautiful body Ritsuko. And a wonderful form when you fight. I had a chance to watch for a few moments before I tried to fight myself."
 
"You have a beautiful body Ritsuko. And a wonderful form when you fight. I had a chance to watch for a few moments before I tried to fight myself."

The elf maiden blushed slightly at Evee's kind words, shaking her head slowly in denial.

"I'm full grown, yet my breasts are so small. So much of my body is muscle, I sometimes wish I had the gentler curves of my mother, she was beautiful."

She moved to cup her breasts with her hands, shivering a little as she came in contact with her cold stiffened nipples.

Even as her nervousness continued, her jaw stiffened at the compliment to her fighting ability, pride shining clearly for Evee to see in the deep blue eyes of Ritsuko.

She cooed slightly, leaning forward as she felt the cloth pass ever so lightly over her neck, carressing the soft skin as it dipped lower to her shoulders.

"Now you, I can see you being called beautiful. Your arms that have never strained daily beneath the demanding training of the sword. Everything from the shape of your legs, to the natural sway of your walk outdoes me. In short, honored priestess, you look feminine. An art that I fear has been lost to me through my years of training."

A ruefull chuckle escaped her before she faded once more into the healing silence.
 
"Thank you very much for your words Ritsuko. I was taught from an early age to see the beauty in everything. To look beyond the surface and see what lies beneath. You are beautiful in yourself."

Evee pulled the cloth away and ran her fingers lightly through those raven locks. Her movements were gentle as she carefully seperated the strands to get rid of the knots and dirt within them. As she worked with Ritsuko's hair, she also brushed them along her head gently.

"You are full of pride. I am honored to have my staff at your side Ritsuko. I only hope that we can be of good company for you, as long as you will be joining us on our journey if you so desire."

She leaned forward and blew gentle across Ritsuko's earlobe, over the wet skin. She would help Ritsuko relax if she wished, to help her get a good rest since she didn't have one since they had stopped battling.
 
Ritsuko stiffened slightly, feeling Evee's warm breath on her ear. A small moan escaped her as the extremely sensitive appendage chilled, then warmed under the priestess' breath. A delicious shudder ran through her slight elven body, the water seeming to warm slightly around her as her body unconciously responded.

"Evee...," she stopped herself.

And just what would you tell her? That an elf's ears are sensitive? That what she is doing now would almost equate to a lover's caress amongst my people, at least, I'm pretty sure it would be.

The samurai stayed silent, hoping the action had been unintentional. At the same time, she couldn't help but think of the warmth, her body felt flushed all of a sudden. Slender fingers in her hair, smoothening out her locks, searching for any dirt and grime left behind, massaging her scalp slightly as the search became more diligent.

She wasn't even sure when her breathing had began its slight increase. She closed her eyes once more, leaning back against the priestess to allow her better access to what she was doing.

Ritsuko felt a little perturbed to feel Evee's own nipples brush against her back, but shrugged the feeling away, telling herself that it was perfectly natural.

You are bathing with her after all.

Another small sigh escaped her, as she let go of all tension. Her hands dropped limply to her side, her long fingers accidentally brushing against the well shaped thighs of the priestess.

"That feels good...."
 
Logan

He watched as the others rushed from the trees, his attention drawn to the female elf, but away once more as Zarl told her about his gems and her share, he looked back to the others as the elf ran inside.

As Shizura made to heal the still injured, he stood and watched over the group. He wasn't too thrilled with the idea of Eeve and Ritsuko leaving the group even if they all could use a good bath.

Logan helped gather some more wood for the fire they definitely could use no that everyone was awake, he still felt drained from the battle and the healing he had done, but the weariness would fade.

After the fire was going well, with his help to get it going, Logan moved off slightly to the side so that he could hear for any sounds from Eeve and Ritsuko, if they called out for help. He was far enough away that in his human form he could not hear their quiet speech or playful splashing. He sat quietly, watching over the group.
 
Evee was sensative to the water temperture change aroundRitsujo's body, and she knew she had a good start. She had noticed Ritsuko's small moan and shudder beneath her fingers. It took a few moments more to clean Ritsuko's hair of dirt and grime, and once she had, one set of fingers continued to stroke through Rit's hair while the other set stroked lightly down the back and sides of her slender neck.

"I am glad it does."

She shivered softly as well when Ritsuko's fingers brushed gently against her shapely thighs. Her breathe continued to blow gently across Rit's ear as she spoke. Her tongue peeked out to stroke softly along the edges of Rit's ear lightly before her lips closed around the soft flesh to nibble softly. The soft moans she was rewarded with was like music to her ears. Her fingers glided gently down Rit's back and around to her front, stroking lightly over her taut stomach.
 
The elf's eyes snapped open again in surprise as she felt Evee's tongue slowly climbing the ridge of her ear. Her whole body tensed momentarily as in trembled momentarily with the samurai's first taste of erotic pleasure. A small, pathetic cry escaped her lips as the delicious sensation washed over her, Evee's mouth closing about her ear, nibbling softly.

You shouldn't be doing this....this....this is more than bathing.....

She felt soft hand wrap around her....Evee's gentle fingertips running softly across the flat muscles of her belly, their light touch spurring her body heat to heighten still more.

"Evee....I....what.....?"

Ritsuko stammered softly, not exactly sure what she was trying to say, only knowing that she was swiftly losing the concentration to say anything. Her focus disrupted by the new hunger growing in her.

A hunger for what? What is she doing to me?

While a seasoned veteran in battle, Ritsuko had never been subjected to the feelings of lust before. Indeed, few in her clan had even treated her as a woman, instead of the warrior she was.

She reclined her head slowly, nearly moaning in disappointment as the action stole her ear from Evee's mouth. A look of confusion and something else in her eyes as she leaned back enough to lock gazes with the priestess, her body pressed more firmly against her.

The silence of the night broken only by the increased rate of the heated elf's breathing.
 
Evee smiled back softly as her gaze locked with Rit's. She didn't say anything as her soft blue eyes said everything, for Ritsuko to relax and hot to worry. She slipped her other arm around Rit's waist as well. One set of fingers continued to gently stroke over her smooth stomach while her other fingers traveled upward. They stroked lightly along the underside of Rit's breasts in long gentle strokes, enjoying the feel of the warrior's heated skin against hers.

She leaned back gently against the edge of the pool, pulling Rit with her. She lifted her left foot and ran it gently along the back and inside of Rit's left calf. Evee's dragon tail sprouted from the base of her spine, hanging down to end a foot from the ground. The surface of her tail was covered with soft, flexible golden scales. It moved back and forth in the water with the gentle movements they were making, the end of it occasionally brushing against Rit's legs.
 
Another slight tremor shook its way through the slight elf, as Evee slowly began to trace a path from her stomach to the gentle swell of her breasts with one hand, the soft touch carrying a current of electricity every bit as strong as the one she had suffered from earlier that day. The other remained on her belly, stroking her pale supple skin with a firmness and care that evoked another sigh from the pensive elf.

As their eyes met, the samurai's fear slowly dissolved before the soft patient smile of the preistess. She raised a hand almost lazily above her head, catching a stray lock of Evee's auburn hair in her fingers. Slowly, she murmured her contentment as she let the beautiful strand slip from her grasp, the back of her hand brushing slightly against the priestess' face as it fell once more to her side. This time, the elf maiden was a little more attentive as once more the hand brushed briefly against Evee's thigh, illiciting another response.

Ritsuko looked down briefly, as she felt something brush lightly against the underside of one knee. A golden scaled tail writhed slowly in the water, bumping gently against her occasionally as it moved.

Even this was forgotten for the moment as Ritsuko arched herself backward, offering more of herself to the preistess touch. Without thinking, she turned slightly once more. This time she wore a dazed look on her face as she took a moment, trying to sort out the jumble of confused thoughts that raced through her at the same speed as the growing feeling she was getting from Evee's gentle touch.

But nobody could have been more surprised than Ritsuko....as she leaned forward....and pressed her innocent lips to Evee's in a fumbling attempt at a kiss.

She pulled back almost immediately, the dreamy look in her eyes still there, but fading fast as she realized what she had done.

"I...I'm sorry.....I didn't mean....."

And her face flushed a new shade of scarlet.
 
Evee tilted her head towards Ritsuko's touch for a moment as her hand slid over her cheek softly. As Ritsuko began to try and apologize for the kiss, Evee lifted the hand which was stroking over Rit's stomach and placed a fingertip against her soft lips.

"Shh...don't be sorry...It's only natural.."

She pulled her finger from Ritsuko's lips, trailing down along her chin and under her chin lightly. She leaned foward and pressed her lips softly against Ritsuko's holding it gently.

Her fingers slid downward over the soft swells of her small breasts, circling around her pert nipples gently. Her thumb and forefinger grasped one gently between them, rolling and tugging gently on it.

Her other hand did the same to her other nipple as her sweet lips parted to trace her tongue over Ritsuko's sweet, and tasty lips.
 
"Shh...don't be sorry...It's only natural.."

Even as Ritsuko attempted to stammer out an apology, Evee raised a lone finger, pressing it against the samurai's quaking lips, silencing her effectively.

Is it?, she couldn't help but wonder. Her breath caught slightly as both of the preistess' hands rose slightly along the length of her body to cup her breasts, the gentle swells heaving slightly at her touch.

Her breath fluttered softly as she watched seemingly from a distance as slim fingers captured her aching nipples, rolling the dark buds until they hardened before pulling softly.

In a lust filled haze, Ritsuko watched as Evee's head dipped lower toward her own, full lips descending on hers. Silently, she tilted her head back in acceptance. Slowly, with a sensuality she didn't even know she possessed, both slender arms raised to cup the preistess' face....slowly sliding back to run her fingers through her beautiful hair as her mouth open instinctively....welcoming Evee's tongue as it probed her lips. A jolt of longing warmed her flesh as their tongues touched for the first time, another of her cute moans exiting her mouth to vibrate through Evee's.

I'm....I'm kissing her.....Evee.....another woman......Ancestors is this right? Ahhnnnn....

She couldn't break the spell the night and this woman combined had on her. She edged closer to Evee, pressing herself softly against the preistess' soft and yeilding flesh. Her arms dropping lower to embrace the priestess, drawing her close as she yearned for more, pressing herself more firmly against Evee's questing hands.
 
Evee's tongue flickered gently against Ritsuko's as her lips parted. She gently pulled Ritsuko's tongue into her mouth before kissing her softly and passioantely, their tongue dancing together. She moved her hands down along Ritsuko's sides, moaning gently herself at the feel of the samurai's soft and yielding body against hers. The water temperture was much warmer now around them, much to Evee's pleasure.

Her hands slid down around to Rit's waist, stroking lightly. She lifted her right leg a little to rub it gently along the outside of Rit's leg. Her fingers slid doward, kneading deeply into Rit's firm ass.
 
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