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[Guest]

She blushed and smiled, dipping back into the water to cover up her breasts. "I'm sorry...I should have told you that I've spent a lot of times holding my breath...you know, sometimes you have to be extremely quiet in order to escape danger."

She grinned and pushed back in the water, "Next time I'll let you know my hands, but for now, lets just enjoy this a little longer before heading back out..."

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

Ganelon nodded, smiling and dove to swim underwater for a moment, the surfaced and turned on his back, spreading his arms and legs wide, looking at the sky, feeling relaxed and comfortable. He forgot about his nakedness, he wasn't shy because Ash might see him, it didn't bother him at all. He let the water carry him, caress him like a silken sheet and with half-closed eyes he gazed at the sky.

"Ash, this is bliss," he shouted and turned his head a bit to look at her. "How about we race to the bank?..." He noticed her looking at him with a deep blush on her cheeks and realised he had probably made her embarrassed by flashing his privates so openly. Blushing hard himself he assumed a vertical floating position and murmured an apology.

 

[Guest]

She wasn't expecting such a display...Ganelon didn't seem to be shy about his nakedness at all and she didn't have a moment of time to look away. Floating on his back, he looked glorious. His skin bathed in the sunlight, a relaxed, content look on his face, but her eyes were drawn down. Lean muscles seemed to be cut and carved all over his body. He wasn't bulky by all means, but she admired how well they fit him. Broud shoulders, narrow hips and long, strong lets. What she hadn't expected was his sex which was still semi-hard and laying partially to one side against his thigh. Her eyes had been glued, curious and nervous all at once.

When he turned and saw her stare, she blushed. He apologised and she felt even more embarrassed. "I...I...no, it's alright." She stammered, touching her hot cheeks with her cool hands, "I didn't m-mean to look, I was just curious. Sorry." She laughed nervously and looked away. "I think a race would be good. We shold go."

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

Ganelon swam towards Ash to get an equal position, their faces were burning alike with embarrassment but he knew that once they got to know each other's nakedness they would feel more comfortable. He winked and smiled, sending Ash a kiss through the air.

"Ready, Nereid?" he asked and chuckled. Ash nodded her acknowledgement and they started for the bank, splashing water all around and trying to outswim the other one.

 

[Guest]

She laughs as they swim, splashing and carrying one. Both of them skilled and agile, they made quite a pair. She forged on through the water, but Ganelon still beat her with a wide grin and easy laugh.

She gave him a fake pout and splashed water into his face. "I'm sure you must have cheated." She joked and pulled herself out of the water. Trying not to let nerves get the better of her, she walked over to her clothes. For a moment, she paused and began to squeeze out all the water from her hair, brushing off as much of it from her body as possible...

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

Ganelon hit the bank and laughed his victory. Truth be told he didn't expect Ash to be such a good swimmer and he had to muster much of his strength and stamina to beat her. He didn't want to let her win, that would be dishonourable. Surely they will have a chance for a rematch.

"I'm sure you must have cheated." Ash joked.

"Oh sure, I have a secret, invisible fin to help me," he answered and spreading his arms let the sunrays dry him. He saw Ash go towards their resting place and sit down and he gathered his clothes and joined her, still panting from their race but feeling fresh and relaxed.

"That was nice," he said sitting next to her. "It certainly felt good," he added kissing her cheek.

 

[Guest]

She blushed and kissed his cheek back and hugging her knees up to her chest, her arms clasped loosely around her legs. Tilting her head up to the sun, she sighed and then giggled, "I hope no one comes by here...they might be a bit surprised to find two naked people sitting around in the sun."

Ash heard Ganelon's chuckle and rested her face on her knees, a habit she seemed to have formed lately. She smiled at him, her hair falling slightly over one cheek. Emotion suddenly threatened to clog her throat as she gazed at him. "I don't think I've ever had so much fun before. Sometimes I feel like a child, reliving what I hadn't had a chance to experience." She said softly.

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

Ganelon touched Ash's forearm with his fingers, catching a stray droplet of water that drifted from her hair. He smiled at her soft words, understanding her emotions, some distant hints of sadness tugging at his heart. He kissed her shoulder.

"It's okay to be like that. In a way from the day I met you I've done a lot of things for the first time. For instance I carried a beautiful young woman in my arms without dirty thoughts crossing my head. Or... I slept with that same beautiful woman in one room and had at least some of my clothes on... So you see, this journey is a first for me too." Ganelon took Ash's hand in his and kissed her fingertips. "you have nothing to worry about, Ash. I'm here for you."

 

[Guest]

His words, couple with his sweet action made her melt. For a moment she thought him too good to be true. No man could be so tender and strong all at once. His lips brushed her fingertips and she sighed softly and curled her fingers around his hand. "You're too wonderful, Ganelon...if you had told me I would meet a man like you before we met I would have laughed until I cried. You're just unbelievable...although..." A naughty little smile and mischievious glint lit her eyes, "It seems to me mister that you've been around too many women."

She laughed and have his hand a tug, "Was that part of your lessons?" She teased, "Learning the secrets of a woman's body?"

She couldn't help but blush at her own words and feel a small twinge of jealousy for every woman he had already bedded. Where she lacked experience the most...would he find her lacking? She hoped not. She wanted to please him just the way he had pleased her.

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

He pondered her thoughts for a few seconds. It wasn't his faults he had inherited his grandfather's handsome features and attraction to women. Also it wasn't his fault that serving wenches in inns and maids in his manor were always so eager to serve in so many ways. It wasn't his faults as well that noblewomen wives were so bored from time to time as to take active interest in him and his body.

"Too many...? Perhaps you are more right than you assume, Ash. But to tell you the truth if I knew one day I'd meet you I would have gladly exchanged all that time spent with various women for one kiss from you," Ganelon said sincerely. "Providing that kiss would take as long," he added with a mischevious smile. "And learning the secrets of human body was one of my lessons but in a way you wouldn't like to hear about," he muttered.

He recalled all those training where his teachers taught him various deadly thrusts and slashes: how to behead an assailant with one swift cut, how to incapacitate with a thrust to the kidney, how to disembowel holding a sword in reverse grip. He wouldn't tell Ash about this though, it was gruesome enough he had to apply those lessons when he had been fighting Evil Ash.

 

[Guest]

"Mmmm..." She pulled his hand close and kissed his knuckles, "You say the sweetest things. No wonder you're irrisistable." She smiled against his skin and watched him, "I don't mind...you know. It doesn't matter about what you learned, who you've been with. You led a very different life than me and perhaps that why we seem to...compliment each other."

With a sigh, she straightened and wiggled her hand from his, "Come on...it's time to go. Lets dress and head out before it gets to be too late. I want a bed and food!" Standing, she flashed him a delightful view of her bottom as she bent down and caught her pants. One slender, tonned leg at a time she slid herself into the tight leather and then wiggled until it slid over her hips. Her shirt followed next, covering her breasts. Lacing herself up, she turned back and smiled, "Come on...you can't sit around naked all day. No matter how handsome you are!"

She laughed and pulled her hair to the side, braiding it as he began to dress...

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

Ganelon gasped as Ash stood up and bent down to pick up her trousers, treating him to the sight of her shapely, tempting bottom. A sigh escaped his mouth as she slowly and sensuously pulled her trousers on and he followed her movements with his eyes, marvelling how smooth and beautiful her skin was. He almost whimpered as she covered her hips with tight-fitting leather. Ganelon was completely enchanted by Ash, her body, her voice, her every movement and smallest of gestures. He savoured the moments of watching her dress, swallowing hard when her full breasts jiggled a bit.

"Come on...you can't sit around naked all day. No matter how handsome you are!" Ash said, turning to him and he sighed, seeing her in her clothes. He couldn't decide how he liked her better, undressed or clothed. In both situations she presented herself stunningly.

"Oh, ok," he sighed and quickly put his clothes on but leaving the shirt partially open. "We can go now, pretty lady," he said with a smile and made the horses to move.

"Ash..." he started. "Have I told you how beautiful you are?"

 

[Guest]

She blushed as she neared him and took hold of a pair of reins. Self consciously she patted her hair - a gesture she never really did and never had a reason to. No man had caught her eye like Ganelon. "You have complimented me before..." She murmured, "Thank you."

They began to walk, slowly at first before falling into a good march. Ash smiled over at Ganelon, loving the way his hair fell in his eyes occasionally, making him brush it aside. As they traveled, the horses fell on either side of them and Ganelon grasped her hand again, lacing their fingers. She gave his a little squeeze and felt happy and content. Hopefully Coliander would be welcoming and not another dangerous adventure waiting to happen.

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

They were travelling east again, making a good pace and holding hands with smiles and light hearts. From time to time they looked each other and smiled or exchanged a quick kiss. And so they were nearing Coliander, quite a big town built at the crossing of two merchant lanes.

Ganelon felt warm and peaceful having Ash by his side. He had never felt this way about a woman before and was discovering new feelings inside himself as well.

"We're getting close. I can almost smell roasted chickens. And... what is that sweet thing... Is that... chocolate?" Ganelon joked, pretending to sniff the air. "Do I look presentable... Oh why do I bother. I am supposed to buy me some new clothes and try not to attract attention!"

 

[Guest]

She grinned and pushed back some hair from his face, "You'll do...when we get there, first order this time is buy what we need. Then we'll find an inn and rest. That way - if we find trouble, we'll already be set."

"AND!" She added dramatically, "If there is chocolate, I will buy some." She laughed and bumped his hip with hers.

He grinned and smacked her bottom playfully, earning him a squeal as they continued.

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

They came so close they could discern individual houses and windows. It was quite a big town and Ganelon was thankful for that. The more people the easier it would be to hide themselves in the crowd. There was little traffic near the walls or inside the town itself, as Ganelon was able to judge gazing inside through the gate. The guardsmen didn't as much as offer them a glance which was good. They went under the portcullis and were inside Coliander.

"Well, here we are. We should find us an inn to leave the horses in and then have a walk around town to buy what we need. But first... Can you cover me?" Ganelon produced a dagger from his boot and lifting his shirt a bit and looking around cut away the Swordbearer coat of arms. He handed the piece of embroidered cloth to Ash.

"Here, take this. If it happens we get separated here or later, find the Swordbearers of Tylen. Ask for audience with Zelgadiss Swordbearer, he's my uncle, and show him this and tell him I sent you. He will put you up for a while at least. But use this only if you think the witch cannot be trusted. It's better my family don't know about you... Oh, don't look at me like that, Ash. I'm not ashamed of you." He hugged her and kissed her lips. "It's just that it is our policy not to take on ourselves responsibility for others. I wouldn't like for you to have troubles because of me. Promise me you'll use this a last resort. Please?"

 

[Guest]

Ash moved to block Ganelon from anyone's view...or at least, as much as she could. She heard the rasp of his blade as he cut away the coat of arms and was surprised when he handed it to her. She took it carefully and then looked at him with worry and dismay when he told her what to do. Then he pulled her close and kissed her. She sighed softly and nodded, slipping the cloth carefully into the back of her pants so that she wouldn't miss it if they were to be attacked and drawn away from one another.

Worry gripped her and she searched his gaze. "I will do as you say, Ganelon...but I pray that we don't have such problems."

His smile warmed her and he clasped her hand again and tugged her along. Together they walked...people didn't seem to take care as to who they were and why they were there. Busy with their own businesses and visitations with others.

Ash smiled as they spotted the inn, "Thank goodness...lets go. I was thinking though...perhaps one room would be wiser than two...I don't want a repeat of the last Inn we were in. It would be safe I think...for both of us." She blushed, "I hope that's alright..."

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

"I couldn't agree more, really," Ganelon answered and grinned playfully. "Providing there will be a single kingsize bed with fluffy pillows and tub for two. I could go for that." He said and poked Ash in the hip with a finger.

They approached an inn, "Drowned Artolian" it was called, and they came to the stables. From inside a powerful snoring was to be heard. Ganelon whistled shrilly and cried, "Stable boy!" and in a moment a stable boy, or rather, a stable geezer stumbled out, rubbing his eyes. Ganelon threw him a silver coin and had him take care of their horses and promised there would be another coin if the man took very good care about the animals.

"Ok, now that it's taken care of we can go shopping. Clothes, clothes, new clothes. Hey, grandpa!" He called inside again and the old man poked his head outside. "Do you know where Kashell's smithy is?"

"Oi shore rightly do, boy," the man sang with a strange accent. "It be o'er yonder, doin th' streit."

Ganelon thanked and nodded and away they went.

 

[Guest]

Ash studied her surroundings, feeling no ill threat as of yet and glanced at Ganelon. "I had forgotten about that...your sword that is. Guess doing that first is a good idea. Then off to get you some more...normal clothes." She grinned and winked at him.

They approached the smithy, but Ash spotted another little shop just off to the side. She laughed in delight and gave Ganelon a swift kiss on the cheek. "You go and when you're done, I'll meet you right outside this shop."

And with that, she was gone. Where else, but...a bakery/candy shop where they would have...chocolate! She vanished inside and stood still a second and inhailed. Goodness...it could be heaven! She smiled at a plump lady behind a counter who gave her a kindly look.

Among all the sweets and baked good, Ash found just what she wanted. A large sack of assorted chocolates fit for a king or queen. She giggled to herself and gave the lady the money with a greatful bow and left, eagerly waiting for Ganelon.

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

Smoke and heat filling the smithy were almost unbrearable when Ganelon entered. The room was dark, lit only by the furnace and a few torches up near the ceiling. No one paid attention as he stood in the doorway and he could see a few people scurrying around, panting. There was a smell of oil, steam, smoke and sweat in the air. From time to time metal banged on metal.

Ganelon entered deeper, his eyes now seeing better in the dark place, he looked around for someone resembling a blacksmith but it could have been any of those men in leather aprons with tongs and hammers. One of them stopped and looked at Ganelon.

"You no come 'ere in th' back, sir. Go to th' market if ye want to buy," said the man and Ganelon had terrible trouble understanding him.

"I don't want to buy. I'm looking for Master Kashell. I need a blade reforged."

"Meister Kashell be deeper in th' main forge. I take you there."

The apprentice lead him inside the smithy and to another, better lit and bigger room where a giant of a man swung a huge hammer to smash it on a piece of hot iron laying on the anvil. Seeing them enter he put the iron back into the furnace and turned. He was lacking his right eye and instead had there a twisted mass of melted flesh. But the healthy left eye glared at Ganelon with a passionate fire of a master smith.

"You can leave us now, Zang. I will take good care of our guest," Kashell growled in a voice like rumbling stones. Ganelon missed the quick glance to the hilt of his sword the man made. "So, I gather the midwife sent one of you Swordbearer buggers to me smithy again," the man continued and Ganelon nodded. Seeing this, the blacksmith swung his hammer with an amazingly agile movement right on Ganelon's skull.

Treason! he thought and automatically stepped two paces forward at the same time pulling his sword with left hand in reverse grip and aim for the man's throat. The huge arm smashed into his shoulder but he managed to hold his balance by supporting himself on the anvil with his foot and pushed forward, threatening to slit Kashell's throat. "What in Nine Hells are you doing, man?!" He heaved.

"Jus' checkin' you, boy. Yer a Swordbearer indeed. Not everyone can survive me attack and only you crazy sword wavin' buggers move like that. So, what can I and mine do for you, my lord," Kashell said, bowing to Ganelon and kneeling on one knee before him.

Ganelon was shocked by the man's behaviour. One moment he was eager to crush his skull and another ready to serve him.

"P-please, rise, my good man. Mebbeth sent me to you because she thought you can help me. My sword needs sharpening and..." he produced the stone the midwife had given him. "...I need you to coat the blade with this."

"Ho ho ho, an' Oi be wonderin' whar could ole Mebbie git 'er 'ands on a piece of ghost rock. Yer a sick bunch, ye Swordbearers. Done, lad, yer sword will be ready by sunset. Come to pick it then. In the meantime, carry this," Kashell handed him a light, decorative sword that seemed to radiate its own light. "that be me best work. Hope it suits ye fer the time bein'."

"So it does, Master Kashell. I'll return at sundown." He nodded to the bowing blacksmith and left the smithy.

In the street he allowed himself a moan of pain. Kashell hit him very hard, almost broke his arm in the process. He looked to the side and saw Ash standing near a wall, her eyes sparkling and a blissful smile on her lips.

 

[Guest]

She was blissfully eating a piece of chocolate when Ganelon returned into the streets. She blushed at him and smiled, moving towards him and presented a large sack of chocolate for his eyes to see. "I told you I would buy some if I found some. Here...try this one. I swear I'm in heaven everytime I eat a piece." Taking the small, square piece, she nudge it against Ganelon's lips and watched him open up and take it. Only he also sucked in a portion of her finger. Her breath hitched and her eyes darkened at the sensation. She pulled her hand away and took a breath, flushed and a little flustered, "Well, enough of that! We have some shopping to do."

Maybe sharing a bed wasn't a good idea...or perhaps it would be the best on she had come up with yet. Together they began to walk once more. Ash slid her chocolates into the safety of her sack and sighed, "So - did you have any luck at the smithy? How did it go?"

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

"Oh, you know how the blacksmiths are... they speak so you can't understand them at all and then they lose their patience and try to brain you... I swear, he almost broke my arm. Imagine a hammer... hmmm..." He looked at Ash's legs. "...the length of your leg swinging to kill you. They guy sure has a sense of humour. Anyway, after some discussion we agreed that I don't kill him and he'll do my sword before evening." Ganelon smiled at his joke. "Ah, he was right enough sort. A professional with an attitude..."

He looked at Ash but she seemed lost in thought so they walked in silence for a while, looking for a shop selling clothes.

"When we're done how about we have a big dinner in our inn and later... we take a bath together. I'll wash your back and you'll wash mine?" He swept Ash with him and danced three steps, then kissed her. "I promise NOT to behave," he purred in her ear.

 

[Guest]

She laughed as he swept her up - breaking her daze and then gasped as he kissed her and purred in her ear. "I promise NOT to behave," Her cheeks turned warm and her body tingled with anticipation. She looked at him shyly...the prospect of what would be happening later leaving her a little breathless and again, nervous. Lacing her fingers with his, she stepped away from his warm body. "That may be, but for now, you must behave or the town folks will begin to notice and talk." She joked.

His grin was devilish and her stomach quivered. She giggled and pulled him along until they found a place to buy him some clothes. She quickly found that Ganelon wasn't used to such plain garments, but he caught no well enough as she picked out a couple of shirts. With a glint of mischief in her eyes, she pointed to a pair of leather pants similar to her own, "Look, we could match!" She teased, giving him a cheeky grin.

 

[Poganin]

Ganelon

He enjoyed seeing Ash browse the available clothes and choose what she thought would be good for him, make him pass for a commoner or a wanderer, a vagabond. She was such a lively girl when she was in high spirits he started feeling emotional looking at her. He smiled as Ash suggested a pair of leather pants and decided he'd take those as well, just for the hell of it. He bought himself a broad-rimmed hat that looked pretty badass and a cape for rainy days. Now he understood how unprepared he was for his namequest journey. He also had to guy himself a bigger travel-sack to carry all this.

"Guess that's all I need, eh?" Ganelon said, paying for all the stuff he bought. "How about you?"

 

[Guest]

"I got myself an extra shirt, a pair of pants and a cloak. I've been meaning to get one - but hadn't had the time." She smiled and waved at the shop keeper as they left. "Lets go and get ourselves a room. I think you'll look the part once you change." She just had to stop blushing or she feared permanently staining her skin. But just the thought of being alone, in a bedroom, with a bed and a tub for two painting all sorts of pictures that could make any woman swoon.

"Is there anything else that you need to get taken care of before we...retire?" She asked him, adjusting the strap of her back and making a mental note to organise things a bit better before the nights end.