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A reason to fight.....

Zaryn watched her rather well sculpted rump as she walked, smiling and lightly shaking his head at how he'd be unable to partake in intimate relations with her for a while. Not only was the sex just plain good, it was also somewhat of a daily routine for the two of them. Though, that never really made it monotonous. The two made quite a pair in bed. Due in no small part to how they kind of competed in bed, always trying to one up in the other in who the..........best was.
 
In the kitchens, Keelia set to work. She started a fire and filled the large Calderon to heat the water for his bath. While that was set to motion, she took a smaller bit of water and heated it over the stove, crushing some herbs and mixing it into the liquid. While that seeped into the water, she made another basket ready with clean bandages and salves he had shown her. Once that was done, she let the water heat over the fire while picking up the basket in one hand and the cup in the other hand. As she was walking back towards where she had left him, she sighed. She was thankful for all this work to do at the moment since it kept her mind off of the things that had happened to her earlier, but on the other hand, she was eventually going to get worn thin doing everything in the house by herself. How he had gone without servants before her was beyond her. Just the task of heating bath water and carrying it to the tub was usually a two person job.

Returning to his side, she handed him the cup to drink from while she set down the basket, knelt at his side and let him go about drinking at first before she turned her attention to stripping and dressing his wounds. In the mean time, she got herself prepared for the task ahead of her. Laying out everything to fix him up.
 
He drank her special concoction quite quickly. It tasted rather unique alright, but still bareable. Then, he say there, waiting for her to get ready to patch him up, doing anything he could to make the process easier for both of them.

((Should we perhaps do a skip ahead to when he's healed up, followed soon after by whatever it is he does that makes her sexual urges boil and she pounces on him like a tiger?))
 
((Very good. Hehe.))

While the water heated that day, she tended his wounds without bandaging them up. That didn't happen until after his hot bath which took her 5 trips from the kitchen to the bath before she was ready to move him to it. While he enjoyed his bath, she prepared his meal for him. And that was pretty much the new routine for them for the rest of that week. He was the patient and she the nurse, the servant, the doctor, the cook, the cleaner, all rolled into one. It let her quite exhausted within a few days, even for someone that was use to lots of work. It was in not being able to... vent... the way they have been working out frustration before his injuries that was really getting to her. She didn't realize how the sex had become a part of her daily routine until they had gone almost a week without it. She was really starting to let it get to her as she brought him his lunch on a tray to his room.
 
Zaryn on the otherhand wasn't.......quite as frustrated as she was. Sure, the sex with her was amazing, but he had gotten use to going rather long periods of time without sex, as he wouldn't just do some random hooker or anything when he wanted sex. Still, he was feeling the same urges. Just, not to the level she was.

"Hmmmm, seems your tea and tender loving care has worked quite well." he said, standing next to his bed, shirt off as he lifted the bandages to check his wounds, which were practically gone. There was still a bit of soreness here and there, but he was feeling quite good.
 
"The outer signs of those wounds may be gone, but you can't hide to me that there is still a soreness within." She told him as she set the tray upon the small table in his room. She took the time to lay the plates and cups out for him to seat and eat like a human being. "You are not thinking of going back the arena tomorrow, are you? You are not at your full potential and if you face the wrong person, you will suffer greatly for pushing yourself to far too soon."
 
"Hey, when did I say I would be going back tomorrow? Even the almighty Zaryn doesn't mind slacking off when he gets the chance." he replied with a smile taking his drink and getting a few sips from it.

"A few more days of rest and relaxation with the dutiful Keelia doesn't sound half bad." he said, sitting on the edge of the bed as he started with his meal.
 
She smiled a little and shook her head as she crossed to start putting away the clothing of his that she has washed this morning. All this work, all on her own was really making her worn somehow. Keelia really didn't understand it. After training and fighting in the most strenuous ways... to be worn out by a heck of a lot of housework. Well, it was almost a little embarrassing to admit.

"It's good to hear you talk sense really. I was fearing that I would soon be needing to pin you down to the bed and force you to stay in it rather then go entertain your adoring public."
 
"Pinning me to the bed, huh? That's some interesting and pleasing imagery." Zaryn replied, glancing at certain parts of her body for a brief moment.

"So, if I were to insist on leaving the house, you'd hold me down on the bed and force your........opinions on me?" he asked with a teasing tone.
 
He just had to paint that kind of image in her mind, didn't he? Did he realize how sexually frustrated she was? Did he realize she was basically white knuckling it and on the very edge of all she could take. "You miss understand me. By pin you down I meant more along the lines of with a few daggers to keep you from getting up unless you slipped with skill from your clothes." Oh, great, now she was thinking of him without clothes on!
 
"Oh, so you would make me get naked at knife point? Such a naughty mind." Zaryn continued to tease. He knew full well what she meant, but he was just having too much fun turning every thing she said into some kind of pervy comment.
 
Keelia actually groaned with the new mental images he was placing into her head. "You're pushing me Zaryn..." she warned him though she kept from telling him exactly what it was he was pushing her towards. Keelia was convinced her would know exactly what it was.
 
Indeed he did, as he could catch it in her tone. Some might think of him as just a dumb gladiator, but he was far from it.

"Oh really now? Pushing you down on the bed and stripping you does sound like something I'd do." he replied, continuing his perverted twisting of words to further tease her in regards to the thing they both obviously wanted very much.
 
Keelia had to reach out and grasp the bed post, her hands really digging into the wood. She wished she actually could dig her hands into some other kind of wood as well. Dig some wood into her. "Damnit!" she cursed softly. "You are playing with fire Zaryn... you have noooo idea," she warned and this was going to be the last of the warnings.
 
"I might have some idea as it sounds like someone is feeling some fire in a certain part of their body." Zaryn replied as he came up right behind her, his body just ever so lightly pressed against hers, his breath floating over the back of her neck.
 
Keelia suddenly turned around with a sharp snap and looked up right into his eyes, a fire burning within her own. A moment later her hands reached out and grabbed his face. "You were warned," she basically hissed out in a low, husky voice. "Remember that you were warned..." she said again before pulling his face down to her own, kissing him with a fiery need as her body pressed firmly against his. They were gonna have sex and nothing he said could stop it from happen.
 
Nor, would either of them try. While his own desire wasn't quite as high as hers, that soon changed with the fiery kiss, causing his own fiery desires to ignite like an inferno, hands exploring all over her body while their lips met in a fiery kiss.
 
This was not about to be some run of the mill sex session. Not with the way her hands moved down to his shoulders and clawed into his skin. Nor with the way her needy sex started to grind against his own sex, even through their clothing. And certainly not in how she grabbed his shirt and used it to tug him with her down onto the bed.
 
Indeed, it would be something new for them. It would no doubt overshadow any time before. Even as she pulled him down, his lips never left hers. His hands did leave her body though, but only to tug up his shirt, breaking the kiss only to get his shirt over his head and off. Then, his lips went back to her, the kiss actually intensifying further. Along with his hands finding bare skin now as he slid them underneath her shirt, sliding them up towards his prize, while bring her shirt with it, exposing more of her firm, tone stomach.
 
There were no words between them. Just grunts and groans of want and need. Her legs went wrapping around his waist and she quickly pushed and rolled until she rolled him over, pinning him down to the bed as she sat straddling his waist. It gave him a perfect view of what happened next for Keelia pulled away from him, sitting up straight and tall over him, quickly going about tugging her shirt up and off over her head. Her firm breasts bouncing with new freedom as she stayed there a few moments longer, letting him look and touch if he wanted.
 
Zaryn did indeed look for a few moments as she exposed her lucious assets. But of course, just looking wasn't nearly enough, and he soon sat straight up, head leaning in as his lips explored the "crevace" between her breasts, savoring her "taste" as his lips wondered around, his hands running up and down her back, lightly scratching a bit.
 
"Mmmm," she moaned deep in her throat, her hand coming up behind his head to lace her fingers into his hair, rubbing her hand over his scalp, massaging him really but also firmly holding his face to where it was exploring her body. She was bold for a slave really. She didn't let him do what he wish. No she was directing him, casually seeming to be pushing his mouth from between her breasts more so to the tip of one of them.
 
It was hard to see if he even noticed what she was doing, or if perhaps he did but let her lead things anyways. Not like he minded, as he certainly enjoyed trailing his lips across her skin, only stopping when he reached the spot she lead him to, taking her nipple in his mouth as he went about rather skillfully stimulating and teasing it, while his hands continued rub and lightly scratch along her exposed back.
 
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