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Not your Typical Stray (( Risi and I))

Dampylle

Dampylle

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Dec 13, 2009
Simon had gotten himself in trouble again. He seemed to have a real knack for that though. He had managed to work a bit of literal magic to get out of the worst of it but they had his exit blocked... and that meant he only had one option available to him. He would have to move through the faemarch. So once he was out of sight and hidden from them he worked a bit of magic to open the proper sort of door. He then slipped through into a realm that most people in this day in age did not even know was real.

HE made his way quickly through the strange land he had entered letting the door he had conjured close behind him. He knew the paths to get him home quickly and without trouble. At least that is what he had thought, the commotion up ahead that blocked his way was thus quite a surprise. IT looked to be several goblins accousting some sort of Fae. He could not make out much about the Fae but in the end that did not matter.

He had always thought himself to be one of the good guys and so he waved his hand and muttered a phrase under his breath causing several crackling orbs roughly the size of a plum. EAch orb struck one of the goblins and then shattered in a flash scattering small arcs of what seemed to be lightning over the goblins even as it sent them flying from the Fae they had been attacking and howling in pain. The largest of them reared up and in a louder voice and with a different phrase Simon thrust his hand forward and this time a clearly defined bolt of lightning lanced forth to strike the large beast in the chest sending him flying and leaving a sizable chunk of his chest missing. That was enough to scare the others off.

As tired as Simon was it also never occurred to him that he had just saved a Sidhe, and by their law that meant they owed him a debt equal to the value of what he had given... in this case their life. He was to tired to think of such things and using even more magic had only made that fatigue worse. A short time later he was conjuring a second doorway and stepping into his secure basement laboratory with a sigh of relief. He had no idea just who or what would soon make their own way to him.
 
"Pointy little ears on this one," one of the rough hands tweaked her ear as these words were spoken. A different set of fingers pulled through her hair causing her to give a small whelp of pain.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" rang another's voice as he cupped her left breast, fondling her.

"Elfy the hourglass," chimed another.

Their cackles continued as they began to work her clothes from her body, she attempted to wiggle from their clutches but she was unsuccessful. Kadina cursed her situation, she knew she shouldn't have been walking with out her bow so late in the afternoon. It was, of course, goblins' feeding time. Their slimy mouths began playing along her soft pale skin. "This might be a keeper," one teased as she felt a nibble on her ear. It was a test, and didn't break the skin, but tears began to run down her cheeks. Of all ways to die...

Suddenly they dropped her though, lightning streaking across the sky as low words were muttered from behind her. Kadina swiveled her head quickly enough to see a man move back into the forest. She quickly grabbed her clothes and moved through the forest like a nimble dear. She was part of the forest anyways, and it aided her with the whispers of the trees and leaves to his direction. The branches caressed her long blonde hair as she bounded through the forest, wishing her well. As she pulled on her skirt over her head, her shirt then following she finally spotted him moving through a doorway.

Kadina had to repay him for saving her, it was the way of her people. If she didn't thank him equally for saving her life, she would be exiled. There was no time to think though as her vaguely lilac-tinted flesh sprung through the magical portal to follow him at the last moment before it closed. With a thud she landed on a hard floor on her side, "Ow," she said softly as she rose from the floor. With some grace still intact she turned to the man, "You saved my life, and for that I must repay you with my own. Thank you, kind Sir." She moved to one knee and bowed her head to him. Her heart was pounding in her chest, loud in her ears, as she recovered from the assault of the goblins. Though she peaked to look up at him, her large deep purple, nearly black, eyes blinked up at him behind her lashes. "Please, Sir, accept my life."
 
Simon was to say the least rather shocked when someone charged through the portal after him just before it closed. Even more so when his eyes took in just who and what it was. It must have been the sidhe he had saved... and from the looks of it she must be a nymph. Huge breasts that would make even some of the most lusty women jealous still heaved from her exertion and the rest of her body was curved to match. She was as the stories always suggested about nymphs... sex on legs and a walking advertisement for carnal sin. Though the deep purple eyes and slight lilac tint to her skin there could be no doubt that she was one of the Sidhe and as such he should not have been surprised by her comment.

Had he not been so fatigued it would have occurred to him when he saved her and he would have asked for some trifle so that she would not have followed. But his slip meant that she was now locked in by her own words... Sidhe did not have to adhere to the spirit of agreements but the word of sidhe law and thus of their agreements was law. He realized that in her own fear and exhaustion she had just made an error every bit as severe as his own... she had not offered him recompense, favor, or boon... but had literally offered her life. Worse still she had done so twice and a third iteration of anything was binding in Sidhe law. That meant that if he asked her to clarify and she said it, she was bound to him... if he accepted she was bound to him... and if he asked what options they had and she mentioned it once more she was bound to him. Weather he liked it or not he had apparently just acquired what could only be termed in the modern vernacular a slave... she would be bound to him until he died and wizards tended to live a very long time.

Once the shock of all that passed he sighed and shook his head not sure what to say then walked over and plopped down on his old couch as he spoke, "You just had to offer twice didn't you? You know sidhe law better than a mere wizard... three times is a done deal. No matter how I word any question about your offer odds are you will end up bound as mine till I die... I guess I might as well just accept the offer. So what now... never had a nymph bound to me..."
 
With a small nod she shifted her eyes downward, tucking her legs underneath her so she could sit. "Yes, I had to offer twice. I couldn't hold my head up if you rejected or if I didn't repay you equally. You saved my life, so I owe it to you." A soft sigh left her lips as she looked upon the floor, her fingers interlocked with each hand in her lap. "I've never been bound before..." she trailed off slowly, knowing she was supposed to give him an answer, but what if she was unable? Kadina had no knowledge of how to be tied to someone.

Once again her curiosity got the best of her as she peaked up at her new keeper. "My name is Kadina, I am a spring nymph. I help the forest bloom. But, you may call me what ever you like..." Cursing herself as she trailed off again due to her lack of knowledge. Her nimble fingers began to fiddle with her hair, working it into a long braid. It was obvious that she was nervous, unsure of what she was supposed to do. "Sorry," she said softly, "I wish I could tell you more. I'm just here to do what you tell me." With her final sentence she gave a slight gulp, knowing fully what most males of her tribe wanted to do to her, let alone a human mage who seemed to live alone. What had she gotten herself into?
 
HEr wording was more vague that time but again she said in a way that her life was his. With that he knew there was no going back and he could almost feel the snap of magic around them as her vow was essentially made real by the magic that governed her kind. She was his now, her life his to do with as he would... and she had confirmed that she was in fact a nymph and he knew that even the more tame nymphs tended to be rather libidinous according to the tomes he had studied. He was not sure what that might mean though beyond the fact that it meant her people were always rather sexual and seductive and that she was now bound to serve him.

He nodded a bit when she gave her name and was again shocked as she reaffirmed that she must do as he commanded. He had no idea how this would play out or how he would react or deal with her once her nervousness and no doubt modesty given that many of her kind were want to prance around naked in their homes when at ease. He put such thoughts aside though to speak once more as he reached up and ran a hand through his hair, "You can call me Simon... will you be alright here Kadina or do we need to create some kind of glade or something?"
 
"I, well," she let out a soft sigh again and paused, "I'm really new at this. I'm the youngest nymph of my tribe and I'm not really sure." Her lips pursed together as she still remained a safe distance away from him. "I think I should be okay, but I'll let you know if I need anything urgently. If you'll allow it, that is, Sir-I mean Simon." Her eyes fluttered, admiring him in segments, not wanting to linger too long on any one section of his strong body. Her lips were suddenly dry, Kadina was so nervous, so her pale pink tongue ran across her lips. Little did she realize it could have been taken as seductive to the man.

Looking down at herself, she was somewhat glad she had worn her favorite clothing today. A creme section of linen cloth covered her bosom and fell just above her abdominals. The cloth was fitted with a vine that wound around her torso and sapped some of her power to live on her, sprouting blossoms that corresponded with her feelings. Her skirt was a small sash of the same cloth, tied at her waist on the right side. The blonde locks of her hair held a small bloom of an orchid as it wound into her hair.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" she asked again, awaiting an idea to what her life was going to be like for the rest of his.
 
Indeed the way she licked her pale pink lips was rather seductive and the glances she periodically shot at his body did not go unoticed either. Simon was by no means ugly and in fact the opposite was quite true. He was well muscled and solidly built with a face that was ruggedly handsome and long dark hair with steely blue eyes. He just did not get out much or interact with many people on account of the entire wizard situation... most thought he was a bit off his rocker because of it.

He also could not help but notice how skimpy her attire was and it was then that he also realized that it was the only outfit she had with her. Suddenly he again remembered that nymphs often did not bother with clothing and suddenly found himself picturing the ultra busty and curvaceous fae naked in his home. He again ran his hand through his hair trying to clear his head a bit and noticed just how loaded her question really was which caused a bit of a chuckle from him, "Right now I think I just need to rest and take this all in... I mean I know a bit about the various Fae including Nymphs from my studies... it is just a lot to take in at once... you know having one bound to me and such."
 
"Okay," she said softly as she wondered what she was to do until then. Already she missed her forest, the trees and plants within it. A few more blinks of her eyelids and she moved to curl onto the floor. Kadina was unsure of how to act around the mage. Her curves moved to the side, leaning against her palm as she looked around the room, wondering exactly where she was, and if she would ever be able to leave the place she had plopped into.

A few minutes later her eyes rested onto him and a soft question left her lips. It seemed that that was one of the outstanding features of her, soft and quiet. "Simon?" she formed the question gently, "Are you regretting saving me?" Kadina wanted to move closer, her kind was one of touches and contact for simple conversations but she understood that not all had her ways. Her legs slid along each other, almost like a comforting mechanism for herself, the pale color of her skin glinting in the light of the one window of the basement.
 
IT had not occurred to him that with the more sensual and less restrained nature of a nymph she might crave something as simple as touch. Her question though shocked him and all he could do was shake his head as he thought on how to answer. In the end it took a few moments for him to come up with an answer, "No it is not that, it is just a lot to take in is all... I mean everyone reads stories about the evil wizards who steal a dryads tree to enslave her or attempt to bind nymphs and succubi to their will... but I always figured it was just stories written by people who had no idea how it really worked. So suddenly having a nymph that is in essence... well mine... it is just a shock to the system."

He also could not help but notice the way those shapely legs rubbed against each other and found himself swallowing as the dim light glinted off her flawless skin. The stories about how overly sexual Nymphs were did not seem to be exaggerations and he doubted she even knew how seductive she seemed given how nervous she was... which only left him to wonder how much more sultry she might seem when she had relaxed. He could sense her discomfiture though as well and he wondered if he could use magic to form a small garden of some sort in one of the empty spare rooms. He shrugged a bit, "I will adjust just a lot and I was already tired from some earlier trouble... I had just planned to come home, catch a bath or shower... and then get some rest. So this is to say the least a game altering change to those plans. But since you have to stay here and are bound to me I want you to be able to relax and enjoy yourself as well."
 
"Okay," she said softly, looking away from him. Her eyes began to survey the room. "I'm sorry I've caused you such an inconvenience." KadinA moved to sit back up and then decided to stand and take a look around the room. "I can grow a garden of food for you," she offered, hoping to find something to do. Her body longed for more contact though, she missed the connection of a siege, especially her nymphic brothers and sisters. It was something she would have to earn to live without.

Kadina swept across the room, looking along papers and picking up objects. With a sigh she turned back to him and appraised over him once again. "Why did you save me?" she asked suddenly, hoping it wasn't just because she looked helpless. Kaduna hated appearing helpless, though most of the time she had been made fun of for appearing as so.
 
As she moved about Simon of course could not help but admire the clearly sexual form and beauty of his new charge. He realized the hardest thing in the long run may well be resisting her charms and allure when simply put he did not have to since he technically was in possession of her. He would never force such things though as he felt such antics were to say the very least ungentlemanly. Her comment was shockingly similar to what he had already been thinking though for quite different reasons of course but before he could comment she had posed a more interesting question.

He had to think for a moment before he answered, "I saw someone in trouble, did not really give it much thought... just fae in trouble, goblins bad, lightning go... more or less. I have never been one who could ignore someone who needed help... also could never just look the other way when bad things happened. Figured since I have the talent and the raw ability it is only right that I put it to a good an honorable use. Though that tends to get me into trouble and ensure that women either think I am some do gooder they can't live up to, or just think I am batshit crazy... sometimes both.... so lots of trouble, and no personal life which in turn means more time for research and such."
 
Her face looked unlit for a moment as he spoke of his lonesome life. "Oh, dear," she paused, "Well, now you won't be so alone." A half hearted smile rose on her face, trying to hopefully lighten his spirits. "Where exactly am I?" she posed the questions as they popped in her head after moving back to surveying his things. "Will I be able to go outside?" her eyes lingered on the fading light of the dirty window.

Her questions kept coming though, "What do you research? What do you do for a living? Why do you have a room in the ground?" with a final pause she turned back to him, hoping her questions wouldn't be a problem as they sometimes had been with her tribe. She was a bit too curious, even for her own good, which had led her to the place in the forest with the goblins. She shook her head, Kadina should have known better.
 
Simon had not meant to engender sympathy with his comment. He had always joked about his misfortunes and had more or less gotten used to the idea that typical women either loved the dashing hero idea... until they realized how much work and time went into it. Or that they simply could not come to terms with who and what he was. You tell the typical vanilla human that you will live to be a few hundred years old, age slower, and can do things like conjure fire and lightning and then tend to either laugh or slowly back away while trying to figure out who to call to have who shoved in a padded room.

Her comment about not being so alone actually made him smile and laugh a bit. That smile was also to say the very least a dashing and charming one. It was clear that if not for what he was he likely would have been beating the women off with a stick but because of it he spent much time alone... until now that was. He waited through her torrent of questions knowing there would be no point to trying to answer until she had finished and then finally he spoke once more with a bit of a shrug, "This is the mortal realm, and that also answers your second... without some sort of glamor and a new wardrobe going outside might attract a bit to much attention unless you meant the roof. As for studies... bit of everything really, and I live off an inheritance since moms side of the family was well to do before she passed.... front half of the ground floor of this place also doubles as a book and antique store which keeps me from being to bored. This is a basement lab, safer way to conduct mystical experiments, I actually own the entire building and have a living area on the ground floor as well as a flat upstairs and a few extra rooms.
 
Kadina nodded accordingly at his replies, but his smile made her grin. She had always enjoyed making others happy. "Will you want me to stay in one of the other rooms?" there was a heavy pause there though, as she wondered if she should ask about the probable other option, sleeping in his bedroom. Her lips pursed at the predicament, as she would like the contact, but she wasn't sure how a human male would be able to handle her innocent sleeping body. Would he attack her as she slept for sex? Her bottom lip found its way into her mouth as she began to tug at it lightly with her teeth, a bad habit of hers. She tilted her head at him, admiring the qualities that not all humans held, the dashing smile or the thick locks of dark hair, or even the glimmering eyes. Had he a pale colored skin or pointed ears she could have easily confused him for an elf or nymph.

"What did your mother's side of the family do?" she inquired, more questions bubbling to the forefront of her mind. Figuring he already thought her annoying, as most did, she bit back her questions until he answered the first one, not wanting to seem so young and naive to him.
 
Simon simply shrugged a bit, "That is up to you I suppose, I want you to be comfortable and at ease.... but I also know I am only human and as a wizard I am also all to aware of the unnatural allure your kind possess. So I figure I should leave that up to you. As for the family... they were old world, old money. Some wizarding circles claimed they could be traced back to some great and ancient magus. All I know is that apparently I was grandfathers favorite and since my mother was dead when he passed... the majority of the family estate was left to me in his will."

He finally stood from the couch and moved towards the stairs. As comfy as it was the couch was mainly there for when he needed to relax upon his return or between projects. He opened a reinforced door to reveal a set of stairs that would double back on itself half way up to reach the ground floor. Then he motioned to the door, "Lady's first."
 
A hand moved to rub her neck as he told her that it was her decision, she hated decisions really. But who didn't? Her mind wondered if she should play coy and ask if he found her alluring, but she knew that he had by his guarded looks of interest of her body. Kadina was young, but she was not dumb in the slightest. He continued with his words though, not giving her the chance then moved to the door of the room. As he motioned her forward, a feeling of dread filled her. She had no idea what sort of world would actually await her beyond the cement room in the ground. Of course her tribe mother had filled her in on the basics, the scare tactics really, but she was really unsure what to expect of it.

"I guess you were lucky then, though I can see why you were his favorite," another pause, "You're sweet Simon. I appreciate everything you've done for me." It seemed that she was lingering at the bottom of the steps though, but once she realized what she was doing she began to climb the stairs. Her heart was beating in her chest as she gripped the railing. Would he lead her into a trap? She gulped as she moved around the corner of the stairs to stare up at another door. A few more steps and her hand rested on the doorknob. With an internal whimper she threw open the door, but as she peaked around the corner of the door, no one was there. Kicking herself in the arse internally she wondered how she now appeared to Simon. He must think I'm a loon now... she thought as she padded against the hardwood floor with her bare feet.
 
Simon had to struggle to keep from going a bit distracted. He had said she should go first out of habit and observing the usual manors... he had in that moment forgot it would leave him stairing at shapely legs as well as a firm and lush heart shaped posterier as they ascended the stairs. He found himself swallowing and realizing just how hard it might be to resist his new charge in the long term.... she was still nervous and so acting self conscious. So he figured this was no where near her normal level of allure. He also had no idea she was entertaining thoughts about him desiring her or debating sharing his bed. Such thoughts would have made it harder to focus give the sight that filled his view.

Her caution was actually rather amusing to Simon and he waited for her to enter what was basically a lounge with a few plush and comfortable couches as well as a large TV. HE followed her in and then leaned against the wall, "This is the television room... or home theater... whatever people want to call them these days. There is one room down here that was originally a large studio apartment if you want to use that.... if not there is a spare bedroom upstairs near mine... though I fear the largest bed is the one I use, I have grown a tad spoiled in that respect."
 
A embarrassed giggle spilled from her lips as he showed her about the room and gave her the general layout of the large rooms. She looked at the big black screen, looking at refection in it, "What is that?" she asked as her finger moved to poke at the surface. It didn't give under her finger though, just stared right back at herself. "I'm not sure what I want to use really..." she trailed off as she turned back to look at him, finding herself bumping in to him. Her body craved the contact even more as she moved quickly from him, rebounding in attempts not to let him feel the addictive soft skin of hers, or let the soft arcs of magic jump from their skins. "Sorry," she muttered as she moved around him as if she was going to survey the rest of the home, his home.

Her thoughts were still torn though, and the spare bedroom seemed to be a compromise between her needs and personal space, but the apartment had such a potential for growth. The large windows and space for plants, the warmth of the room... It was going to be hard to top. Her thoughts lingered back to Simon though, wondering if he had caught her body's craving to be caressed, held, or simply just touched. She wondered what would happen when she went without it for so long coupled with the lack of trees or greenery.
 
He had sensed her innate magic flaring when her body touched his and realized in that moment just how impossible it would likely be long term for him to resist her charms... or for her to resist using them. He had always read that nymphs where inherently sexually charged creatures but until that contact he had not realized just how literal that description may have been. He began to understand that if it was literal... she would need to be touched, caressed, even fondled and perhaps more. The lack of an abundance of nature he realized might well make her need for other methods of energy she was used to that much more intense. He had no idea how to deal with that when it occurred though.

Of course this all left him distracted as she pulled away and then went about exploring his home while mumbling her apology. It also may have been part of why he tripped on the cord from the large TV and found himself falling... right towards the lovely nymph. Before he realized what had happened they had both lost their feet, he was atop her... and he was all to aware of how sinful her body suddenly seemed and the raw mystical allure that arced from her skin to his. He tried to shift and regain his footing but one foot was tangled in the chord so all he managed to do was brush his hands across her curves on occasion before finally managing to prop himself up a bit with her still pinned beneath him, "um... sorry about that... seems I got a bit tangled."
 
A strangled cry emitted from her lips as they tumbled to the floor. Her brain was crying out in panic but her body was feeling the simple electric current of his body heat against hers. Kadina couldn't figure out how this ordeal had begun until he explained it to her, as he fondled her of course. She assumed that a cord was a rope-like object. 

She attempted to be diplomatic about it really. Attempting not to let her body take control of her, not letting the power held within in him to fuel her. It was difficult to say the least. She squeezed out from beneath him though, moving to huddle a but out of his reach. "Will you show me where the spare bedroom is?" she asked shakily, hoping that if she didn't mention this event again it would not be brought up
 
Simon was blushing rather furiously as she asked about the spare bedroom upstairs by his. He nodded his head a bit before he spoke, "Um yeah.. and sorry about that... I did not mean to... well you know." He ran a hand through his own hair looking rather flustered though he had no idea just how hard it had been for her not to give into her own urges. He thought the temptation he was having to resist was bad but truly did not grasp the sheer need and physical response that she had to fight against.

He wanted to be the gentlemen though so in hopes that it might help he took off his jacket and offered it to her before he turned to motion towards a ornate brass spiral staircase that lead up to the second floor. He lead her upstairs and through the lavish living area upstairs and pointed out the well equipped kitchen off to one side and then lead her to the bedrooms. The largest of them was a corner room that served as the master bedroom with its own rather fancy private bath. He motioned to the room right next to it which was still a fairly large bedroom and well furnished. It also had a smaller private bath though nothing as lavish as the one in the master bedroom next door, "Well.. um this is the spare room... I hope it is acceptable..."
 
She gave no mention to the event, just focused on the large shiny stairs. She found the metal odd to the touch, cool and not jagged. Something she wasn't used to, all of these new sensations and objects through her for a loop. Her thoughts didn't spill from her lips though, Kadina told herself to be tight-lipped now. He showed her the upstairs, further blowing her mind due to the place she once had called home. The spare bedroom was bigger than her hut, and held all the accommodations of the studio apartment downstairs with less room to bother filling. "Acceptable?" she retorted lightly, "It is not a brick and mud hut that I have to mend myself when it rains..." A smart grin rose to her lips, but she suppressed it slightly, not wanting to seem ungrateful for the space of her own.

"I like the smaller one," she added lightly as she turned away from him to look out the window. Her hand pressed to the glass, getting her first real glimpse of her new world. Her own big eyes reflected back at her, telegraphing how different she really was in her normal state. With a sigh she turned back to face him, her back leaning against the cool glass. Her arms rested upon the windowsill and she looked to him, "Thanks, for everything." Kadina was sincere as she looked at him, knowing he didn't have to do any of this for her, but that he did anyways.
 
Simon could not help but chuckle a bit when she claimed she did not want to take the master bedroom. He had forgotten to mention it was his room and so her comment struck him as both ironic and humorous. After a few moments he spoke softly, "Well that is fine... forgot to mention the master bedroom was mine anyway." Her other comments made him smile and laugh a bit. It had not occurred to him that some of the fay did in fact still live in such simple and natural homes not thinking it necessary to use their magic... wizards more often had to deal with the higher ups among the fae and their nobility were rather fond of lavish homes and palaces from what he had seen.

He ushered her into the smaller room, accidentally brushing up against her in the process and blushing a bit after it had happened. He motioned to the bed and then pointed out the bathroom that would be hers to use before he spoke once more, "Uh... well you are welcome to have the room then, and you are welcome... if it is late and you need anything I will be in the master bedroom next door of course... you know, just in case."
 
"Oh, I did not think you were offering me the master bed, I meant the smaller of the studio apartment and this one," she gave a small smile and as he motioned her into the room of her choice she fled the brush. Her breath jumped slightly in her chest and she turned to face him, identifying his blush. "Do you mind if I take a bath?" she asked slowly, cautiously. She didn't mention the last part of his offer. Kadina began to saunter to the bathroom away from the temptation of his skin.

Once she shut the door behind her she shed her linen cloths and looked at her shapely body in the mirror. Her purple skin had faded already from the lack of her fairy world. With a soft sigh she attempted to glamour herself into a human-like form. Her skin paled out the lilac hue but her face shape still reamined the same. If she wanted to adjust her facial structure she was going to need more energy than what she had now. As she stepped into the warm water she felt some of her stress leave. Her eyes closed and her skin returned to it's original color and her mind began to wander.

Once she felt cleanly she let the water run from the tub and she reached for the fluffy towel beside the tub. She wrapped it around herself and looked to the slight clothes she owned. They seemed so skimpy as they lingered on the floor. She dried off though, wrapping her hair in the towel and then put on the fabric. The cloth clung to her still moist body and the small vine incircled around her arm, then blushed a deep green color from the water on her skin. With a shake of her head, she worked the towel through her wet hair and hung it up to exit the room. As she opened the door, Kadina wondered where Simon was and what he was doing.
 
Simon was a bit shocked as without any answer she already had begun to saunter her way over to the bathroom. He had to admit the sway of her hips and the image of her lush rear was still quite enticing and soon he found himself running his hand through his hair and trying to clear her mind by the time she made her way into the bathroom to wash up. He still had no idea how tempted she was to give into her own potent urges and so when she closed the door he made his way into his own bathroom to wash up after his rough day as well.

He let the water run over his muscular frame and he lightly scrubbed his own body to remove the days sweat and grime. It did not take long and once it was done he toweled himself off and then slipped into a fresh pair of slacks that worked well to show off his own backside but more important that that was rather comfortable. Then a simple T-shirt that molded well to his muscular chest and left his sculpted arms bare. Finally he toweled off his long hair and then left it to hang loose as it dried and made his way out into the main living area in order to put together something to eat in the open kitchen.

He was frying up some potatoes in oil and simmering a bit of canned chili before long and making sure to keep both moving in their respective sauce pan and frying pan as he did so. In between working those pans he also began to grate some sharp cheddar to top it. It did not take long for him finish up and before long he was laying out two plates of fried potatoes topped with chili and grated cheese. He set them on the tables and then waited for his rather seductive guest to finish her shower so he could offer her the second plate.
 
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