Private - Poached, Scrambled and a Job Well Done | Page 5

It was a slight shock that Savannah hadn't used the bath before, she'd been sure that the woman would be the type to appreciate luxury like this and indulge in it often. After all, what was the point in having an item like this if they weren't going to make use of it whenever they could? She quirked an eyebrow, looking down at her own legs and seeing the softest hint of blue flesh next to them as Savannah's legs were stretched out slightly, blushing as she focused on her own legs more, or at least tried to. She gulped. Hopefully Savannah hadn't caught her staring a moment ago.

The fact that Savannah didn't mind the kiss that she'd given her and had only really been unsure of what to do or how to do it was relieving. Luna herself had only ever kissed Lucia and Vivian, both of whom had kissed very differently to one another. She blushed some more. "I-I'm um, I'm glad. I-I've only e-ever kissed Lucia a-and Vivian, s-s-so I'm n-not exactly m-much more experienced than you are." She smiled warmly, looking at Savannah, focusing on her face as much as she physically could. "I-I just....d-did it without thinking. L-like it was n-natural."

Maybe that would sound really strange to the blue woman? She couldn't be totally sure about it, after all. And Savannah did have a point, technically they were in a relationship and people in those relationships did kiss. "You....y-you do have a point. I-I umm, I..." Where was she going with this? She needed to help Savannah out somehow. The woman needed to know what it was like to be loved and appreciated. She bit her lip, shifting slightly, before she made up her mind.

She twisted her legs, shifting until they were beneath her and she was kneeling in the tub, before pushing herself forwards until she was almost lying on top of Savannah, her hands on the woman's shoulders as she captured the woman's lips into a warm, gentle kiss. It was a more innocent kind of kiss, for now. There was no tongue involved, no hot passionate moans. Just a simple lovers' kiss, feeling Savannah's skin against her own.

 

Probably a lot more than me if you’ve kissed both of them, Savannah murmured, trying her hardest not to blush. She didn’t want to sound judgmental, but it stood to reason that Luna would know what to do with her hands and tongue a whole lot better than Savannah would. Everything was just so…awkward when it came to being physical with another person. And kissing them was an entirely different monster that was just as awkward and just as mortifying for the young woman whom had only seen it done via the big screen.

Luna had said earlier that the best way for her to get over the feeling was to just expose herself to it more, but those took nerves of steel which Savannah most certainly didn’t have. Well…she did when it came time to fight and shed blood, to stand in front of her friends and allies as a shield against chaos, but when it came to interpersonal relationships, she was a mess. She didn’t know when to go and when to stop, when touch would be welcomed or spurned. Just thinking about the topic made her heart rate increase a little and she looked off towards the entrance of the tent while gently swirling her fingers through the water.

Lucia had asked her to try and Savannah had promised her that she would. She could only give each and every interaction her best shot and go from there…probably with a lot of apologies after the fact. Luna had said she didn’t mind and wouldn’t blame her for her inabilities and Lucia had always been supportive. That left Vivian, the Dark Witch, the single woman whom Savannah couldn’t pin down her feelings for. One moment she hated the woman, the next she was intrigued, and still over all of that, she had to protect her as one of Lucia’s Coven.

Hm, Lucia’s Coven. That was what they were, basically, right? She liked the sound of it.

Luna startled her from her rambling thoughts by basically laying ontop of the Knight, the sudden movement enough for Savannah to wrap her fingers around the girl’s upper arms as if to steady her.

Luna, what—

Her words were cut short by the press of Luna’s soft lips against her own. It was the second kiss they had shared that day and was just as soft as the very first. Though surprised, Savannah found herself leaning forward a little, kissing her back. ​

 

Luna was honestly shocked when Savannah had actually started leaning forward and kissing her back, though it made her smile and push into the kiss a little bit more, a soft blush on her face as she remained where she was. She wasn't super experienced with kissing, either deeply or gently, but she could just follow her feelings and let her body do what it thought it needed to do. She wasn't super experienced or powerful, not super brave or beautiful, but she could embrace almost anything as long as it wasn't pure evil.

Eventually, she pulled back, panting slightly as she tried to reclaim the breath that Savannah had stolen from her. She swallowed, smiling through her blush as she looked at the knight with lidded eyes. "W-well, that's a k-kiss with me. A p-proper one, that is." She blushed, remaining where she was, unsure of what to do now. She could kiss Savannah all night and it wouldn't help too much unless the woman got a little bit more comfortable with them. She hummed, shifting slightly, mostly unaware of their position against each other.

Eventually, she leaned in again to peck the woman on the lips quickly, before pulling away again. "I-I um, I d-don't mind if you kiss me, Savvy." She blushed harder, looking down at her lap, though she only saw blue skin. Oh. Oh! She gulped, looking into Savannah's eyes and shying away slightly. Oh dear. "I....umm, uhhh..." She panicked slightly. Was this okay?

 

Savannah kept up the gentle coaxing pressure of Luna’s kiss until she finally pulled back. The Knight was also blushing, her eyes lidded, her tongue tasting the remnants of Luna’s kiss there on her lips. For some reason, the woman caster reminded her of crystal clear water and cold berries on a summer day. There was no reason for her to think of this, but it happened every time they kissed…which was different than kissing Lucia. She found that overall overpowering, not unwanted, but certainly different.

Th-that was nice, Savannah murmured, trying to get her face under control. The blood flowing through her collected there in her cheeks and throat, making the skin pigmentation darker than the rest of her. She cleared her throat and looked down, immediately regretting her decision when Luna’s bosom came into view. More blushing, more clearing of her throat, and she ultimately looked away toward the entrance of her tent. More snow was falling, not to the level of a blizzard or a snow storm, but certainly enough to keep them in doors for the next hour.

Are…uhm, are you comfortable? she asked while slowly wrapping her arms around Luna’s waist. She kept her eyes on the other girl’s face, as if waiting for some type of confirmation or declination of her actions. She didn’t want to make Luna feel uncomfortable and she didn’t really know what was…okay to do. That steamy evening with Lucia still replayed in her head, but she didn’t think that either herself nor Luna was ready for that just yet.

It’s o-okay if you sit here…on my lap. I don’t mind.​

 

Coasting the high of the kiss they'd shared together, Luna sighed contentedly and smiled widely, a crimson blush painted across her face as if it were naught but a blank canvas beforehand. She giggled slightly, under her breath, before smiling for Savannah to see again. That had been really nice, like the woman had said. Hopefully Savannah wasn't too mad about her seemingly randomly attacking the woman with her mouth, but she wanted to help Savannah get comfortable with physical displays of affection and the only way she knew to do that was to expose her to it over and over until she was used to it being normal. It was a shame she wasn't Vivian. The witch would've probably been able to help the knight by now.

She blinked when the woman's arms wrapped around her waist, smiling through the atomic blush that threatened to overtake her face. Savannah had asked her if she was comfortable and she didn't trust her voice to respond appropriately, so she nodded with a smile and let herself relax a little bit, sat in the knight's lap. The woman's skin wasn't so smooth, she could feel and trace every scar the woman's body had. It made her feel real, like a genuine warrior and guardian. She felt safe here, with Savannah.

She let her arms drape over the woman's shoulders and straddled her, making it slightly more comfortable for both of them as she looked into the woman's eyes, noticing that the knight was trying very hard not to look. It was really sweet of her, but she didn't mind being looked at. "U-Ummm, y-you can look....if you want. I-I-I-I don't mind....i-if it's you..." She blushed, looking down at her lap, catching the smallest glimpses of blue skin as she did so. Savannah really was an entirely different kind of beautiful.

 

Are…are you sure? Savannah asked, slowly turning her attention back to luna. Her silver eyes were level with the other woman’s neck before quickly looking upwards into her blushing features. It was cute, seeing Luna as embarrassed as she was, and Savannah couldn’t help but give a tiny chuckle and shake her head. You’re as red as a stoplight, she told her, one of her hands slowly and gently coasting up the girl’s arm. She was soft to touch, her skin a sheet of beautiful ivory that Savannah could never hope to attain.

There were no blemishes, no scars, nothing to detract from pure feminine beauty. It was a quality that Vivian and Lucia also held in spades. Savannah found them all beautiful, even Vivian, but she knew she could never stand up in comparison to them. It was merely a fact of design; she couldn’t afford to be a warrior and a paragon of feminine beauty at the same time. Well, maybe she could, but it would break her immersion in TerraSphere more than she would like to admit.

I could, uhm, wash you, if you want?

One of her hands reached toward the small trolley of items that was seated next to the tub. A single piece of cloth rested there next to various oils and what appeared to be colored scrubs. She picked up the rag within her hand and held it out as if expecting Luna to inspect it. ​

 

"I-I-I'm sure. D-d-d-don't worry about me, S-Savvy." She smiled and nodded, even as the blue skinned woman seemed to take note of her crimson blush, heavy as could possibly be under the circumstance. Could anybody blame her though? She was bathing with a pretty woman, straddling her after they'd kissed, like something out of a story or a film, though depending on what films you'd seen, this scene probably played out differently in your head. And Luna's brain was working a mile a minute, coming up with what ifs and bombarding her with potential actions and consequences, none bad.

She shivered and shuddered as Savannah traced a hand over her arm, her eyes turning traitor and roaming over blue skin wherever she could find it, mapping out the woman's form as she remained where she was, watching the knight reach for something to the side of the bath itself. She hesitated for a moment, before leaning in to press her lips to the knight's cheek whilst she was turned and distracted, smiling softly to herself after she'd done so, the action of leaning forward having pressed a little more of her body against that of Savannah's.

The offer to wash her definitely made Luna blush, shifting slightly in place as she inspected the cloth that Savannah had picked out, smiling as she nodded gently. She trusted the woman, she'd always trust Savannah with her own well being. "G-g-go ahead, i-if you want to. D-don't....f-feel like you need to, though..."

 

Nuh, I have to worry about you Luna.

It was the first thing that came to Savannah’s mind as she dipped the cloth into the steaming water. Her other hand reached over for a tiny teardrop shaped bottle with vibrant green liquid within. Dabbing a few drops onto the cloth, she placed the bottle back on the trolley and then began to soap up the rag, the refreshing scent of mint and lavender perfuming the immediate space between them. Having enough bubbles and suds on the rag, she gently placed it against Luna’s neck and began to wash.

I don’t know the…actuality of relationships, I’ve told you that much. But, I’ve read enough trashy romance novels to know that you worry about your significant other. It’s just…it just comes with the territory I guess? Her strong hands wandered from Luna’s neck to her right shoulder. Gently, she rubbed her skin, the calming scent allowing Savannah to relax a bit more as she worked, her silver eyes flicking from the soapy rag to Luna’s features and back again.

After all, you want the people you’re in a relationship to be happy, right? To feel loved and wanted and all that jazz. So you worry about whether or not you’re providing that and helping them to become their best person…or something. A sheepish smile escaped her as she worked down Luna’s arm, taking care with her hand and each finger. They were slender and soft, so different than the rough callouses on Savannah’s hands and the tiny scars and wounds that came from misplaced grips during her sparring sessions. Right arm done, she cleared her throat and turned to the left, starting with her shoulder and slowly working her way down to her wrist, hand, and fingers.

That’s why I like to make sure if you’re comfortable. It might get annoying, so I apologize ahead of time, but I only know from what I’ve read. And I just wanna make you happy, after all. A deep blush suffused her features as attention turned to her chest. Savannah gently scrubbed Luna’s collar bone before dipping down towards her bosom. Her hands didn’t linger, and she did perfunctory cleaning more than exploratory. It was very different than when she did Luna’s arms and fingers.

I, ah, need to wash your back now…​

 

Luna's eyes tracked Savannah's hands and the cloth in them as Savannah lathered it with something, some sort of soap or shampoo perhaps, before the knight gently pressed it against her neck and began to slowly scrub. It was like an electric tingling where the blue woman was touching her, sending tingles of pleasure and joy down her spine and up to her brain, saturating every nerve. Even such a simple, innocent touch felt this good to her? Was Savannah sure that she hadn't done something like this before? Because it felt really, really good.

She gasped as Savannah turned to her arms, starting with her right shoulder and working down, able to feel and trace every callous and scar on Savannah's hands as the woman cleaned her. She'd never considered herself the type to find scars attractive, but there was something about Savannah that made her think she couldn't ever see the woman without those scars. Like they were a quintessential part of the death knight and removing them would, at some level, change who the woman was in some way.

Luna blushed, looking into Savannah's eyes and trying to focus on the words the woman spoke, not the feeling of the cloth gliding across her smooth skin and the feeling of Savannah's hands through that cloth. It was like Savannah was actually just touching her skin directly, almost. "I-I get what you're saying, b-but on the other side of that, y-you don't want the p-people you're in a relationship with to worry. Well, m-maybe d-deep inside, i-it feels good to know that they worry. I-I feel really secure, k-knowing that you're here and t-that you worry."

She smiled warmly, blush settling into a light pink dusting for now. "A-and I'm c-comfortable with you. Y-you c-could do whatever y-you wanted. I-I wouldn't mind." She suddenly gasped, back arching slightly as Savannah finally got to her bosom. Even if she could feel how differently Savannah treated that part of her, it still felt good and it clearly showed on her body.

She blushed crimson, turning at the woman's command and pressing her back against the woman's bosom, kneeling above the woman's legs as the water lapped at the bottom of her belly. She was starting to feel....really hot....

 

Luna’s words granting the Knight permission to do as she pleased only made her hesitate. Savannah understood what Luna was saying…and not saying, the latter of which made her blush. She blinked, her gaze sweeping over the expanse of ivory flesh that had been laid before her. She thought the other woman beautiful and would have said the words had she use of her tongue. Instead, she dipped the rag into the warm water and then gently pressed it against Luna’s neck before guiding it downwards along her spine.

Ideally, Savannah murmured while washing Luna’s back, we don’t want those that we care about to worry. But, I think it’s just a natural part of life. Or maybe just human emotion. We are just a species that naturally worries about…well…everything. She allowed a dry chuckle to part her lips as the rag dropped from her fingers, a soft sigh brushing across the back of Luna’s neck.

The lithe Knight leaned forward just a bit, her bosom brushing against the other woman. Plucking another tiny vial from the trolley beside the tub, she placed a few droplets in her hands and set it back. Leaning back once more, she slowly worked her fingers into Luna’s hair while the overpowering scent of jasmine and orange blossom filled the tent.

I don’t know how they know these smells, Savannah said after a moment, her nails scratching at the girl’s scalp in order to give her head a deep clean. But all the shampoo and conditioner the Citizens bring me smells amazing. There was another moment a silence, just the slush of water lapping against the side of the tub and the squeak of bubbles foaming from Luna’s air could be heard.

I’m…glad you feel safe with me, Savannah whispered, having leaned forward once more to deliver the words directly into Luna’s ear. She smiled despite herself. I would never do anything to jeopardize that or make you feel differently toward me. Just…just so you know. To seal her words, she delivered a small kiss to Luna’s shoulder before resuming her washing of Luna’s hair.​

 

Savannah did have a point, though it was almost lost as the woman pressed the cloth to Luna's neck and started running it down her spine, making the girl shiver and tingle as the sensation consumed her awareness. Never before had a simple bath given her such strange and unique sensations, it was just another thing that she had to attribute to the game and the friends that it had allowed her to make. After all, this sort of thing would never happen in reality, would it?

But they really were a species that worried about things. Maybe that was why she found it really refreshing to spend her time with animals and beasts whilst she was in the game? They didn't worry about much, just their next meal and continuing with their lives. She'd spent a lot of time say in the forest, speaking with the birds or sitting among a pack of wolves, just watching how they did stuff. Observation really was one of the better teachers that she ever had. Savannah and Lucia being just above that.

Suddenly, the sensation of fingers through her hair and the smell of orange and jasmine invaded Luna's senses and she idly realized that Savannah was washing her hair, feeling the woman's nails scratching gently over her scalp as she rubbed the shampoo deep into her hair. She smiled, sighing in contentment as the woman continued to touch her and wash her hair. How could Savannah not see herself as beautiful or caring, doing things like this? It almost didn't make sense to Luna.

"I think....I'll always feel safe with you, Savvy." She sighed, smiling as she leaned back into the woman. It was the closest she could get to a hug with her back facing her. "You could never change that. You're like home, safe and secure. I can count on you." She complimented, one of her hands reaching to grasp Savannah's hands, pressing her lips gently to that hand, before letting go.

 

It was the highest compliment anyone had ever paid her before. She blushed and tucked her chin against her chest, feeling the heat in her cheeks, ears, and neck. What did she say to such a high praise? How did she in turn compliment Luna with something as heartfelt? She didn’t know and her inability to offer something similar to the woman was frustrating for the knight. Interacting with someone of the same sex shouldn’t have been so fucking awkward for her.

Instead of giving into her frustration, she let it leak out of her. She didn’t want to dwell and, like Luna had said, she would get better with it all the more she was exposed to it. Still, a smile stretched her cheeks as Luna delivered that feather soft kiss to her hand. A tingling sensation whipped through her, blossoming in her chest and heading south, quickly. It was familiar to the night that she had with Lucia, but less…pronounced. It was small, like a time ember that didn’t know where to go and just banged around inside her too fast for her to really get a bead on it. With Lucia, that ember had been an inferno, all consuming and impossible to ignore.

T-Thank you, Luna, Savannah whispered, still embarrassed by the praise but figuring that she needed to say something. It was rude not to, otherwise. I…I dunno what I’ve done to receive such an esteemed position, but I will do my best not to compromise it.

She was about to say something more, hopefully something a little bit more romantic, but the sound of something cracking and breaking immediately stole her attention. There was silence in the tent, so this breaking noise was amplified ten-fold. Savannah blinked and then frowned, her head turning left and right, looking for the culprit.

What in the world was that? she asked, confusion tainting her tongue. And then, she heard it, a tiny chirp that turned into a long calling trill. She had never heard any animal make that noise before and her wide eyes said that. Oh shit, the eggs!

She had forgotten. ​

 

"Any time Savvy. Everything I said was true, you deserved it all just by being yourself." Luna smiled and nodded, pressing herself more against the knight that was washing her as she relaxed. For once, it felt really good to be cared for, to have somebody looking after her for a change. To know that somebody, at least at this very moment, genuinely cared deeply about her. Savannah didn't need to prove that, or try her hardest to keep Luna's words as the truth. She knew the woman's character. Savannah would never do anything that would hurt her, at least not intentionally. They might spar and exchange blows then, but those never hurt. Not truly.

Luna blinked at the breaking noise, before the animal calls caught her attention and she gasped, sitting forward and standing, unconcerned with her nudity as she looked towards the makeshift nest that she'd made for the eggs. Savannah had already seen her entire nude form and this was way more pressing than her dignity. It was time for the eggs to hatch already? She stepped out of the tub, making her way towards the nest, a tiny pulse of arcane energy pushing the water off of her body, drying her instantly. She couldn't risk the creatures coming into contact with anything in the water that could harm them.

She gasped as she reached the nest, looking down as a baby raptor glanced up at her, chirping and trilling as the second egg started to crack. She smiled, a hand against her chest. "Savannah come quick! The other egg is hatching!"

 

As soon as Luna made the movement to get out of the tub, Savannah dropped the rag she had been using to wash her friend and turned her head. Honestly, it shouldn’t have mattered if Savannah had seen the front or the rear of the white-haired caster, but it seemed the Knight was still too shy to fully look at her. It was a shame since she missed Luna’s little trick which automatically made her free of all water.

Slowly, Savannah followed suit, one hand balancing on the edge of the tub as she lifted herself out, while the other fished for a towel from the trolley next to the tub. Dripping wet as she was, she wrapped the towel around her chest, glad that it hung to just above her knees. The air inside the tent was still warm, so she didn’t have to worry about catching a cold or something similar. Perhaps the towel was just another way to keep herself hidden since she was nude? Who knew…

Wet feet crossed the floor of the tent to stand next to Luna as the second egg began to crack and open like the first. Savannah watched this happen with wide, amazed eyes, a quiet whistle of astonishment coming from her lips. To think that the mother to these things had been alive and well not four hours ago and now, here they were, in her and Luna’s care. She gave a glance to the female next to her before offering a shy smile.

I don’t even know how to take care of this thing, she told her, even though there was excitement clouding her voice. She had never had a pet before and now, well, she had her own adventuring partner…if she could keep it alive and fed well enough, of course. ​

 

Luna didn't have much of an idea as to how to look after baby raptors either, if she were honest, but it was up to them to try. And hey, she took care of Natiri who was also a carnivore, so surely this couldn't be too hard, could it? And they were reptilian, not mammalian, so luckily they wouldn't require mother's milk or something to actually survive and get their nourishment. That would've been an issue that she wasn't sure she knew how to solve, since she was fairly sure that ordinary milk wasn't a good replacement for mother's milk.

She hesitantly reached a hand out for the first raptor, a pale white and grey in color, with small ridges and bumps over its snout. She looked closer. Male. This one was male. She smiled, running a finger over his snout and crouching low, locking eyes with him as she listened to Savannah next to her. "Hey there little guy..." She whispered softly, a soft, almost maternal look in her eyes as she took in the newborn's small, delicate frame. Under her care he'd grow up to be strong, powerful. She could even see the razor sharp teeth, hidden in the newborn's mouth.

With her other hand, she nudged Savannah closer towards the second raptor, who was emerging from the egg slowly. A blue and black raptor, matching the colors of their mother, climbed out of the egg, chirruping and squawking softly. "Say hello, Savvy. Just greet it, bond." She smiled, holding both hands out to create a platform for the male sibling to stand on, feeling his clawed feet gently drag on her skin a she giggled.