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‘Aye, as usual.’
Grey seems to relax a little, and I only just stop my lips from quirking upwards at how easily I can make him believe my lies.
‘This realm remains in relative darkness for most of the year. It rains almost constantly. There’s a shield much like the one around Alcana, keeping the town safe. I heard talk of monsters outside of it, but the townsfolk never venture beyond. All their supplies come from Gate trade.’
Grey nods. ‘I thought as much. Did you learn anything about our next destination?’
‘I did, actually,’ I murmur as I sharpen my knife. ‘The next one is much like this one. Another dark place, but it should be a very quick stop-over and we have only a few hours until we need to be ready.’
I put my now very sharp knife back into its sheath and stand up. ‘I’m going to bathe,’ I announce, shucking my damp clothes without modesty and draping them over a chair by the fire to dry out.
I go behind the screen and wave my hand over the conjure on the wall beside the bath. The vessel fills with steaming, fragrant water within moments, and I grin. This dark, muddy town has one thing and one thing only going for it: the use of fae magick in everyday life.
I settle into the water with a groan, letting the smell of it envelop me. I sniff the vapors and shake my head. Bergamot and vanilla. My bath smells of her. It must be a design of the conjure that the scent is something the bather likes.
Nice touch.
I wash myself vigorously. I enjoy a good journey, but I dislike the dust of the road, the mud and sweat, the constantly ripe clothes. Having a decent bath once in a while makes all the difference.
The smell around me is so enticing. I close my eyes, pretending she’s with me, and my hand glides down my stomach to my growing cock.
I fist myself gently, imagining her in front of me in the forest, letting her run and then chasing her, catching her, and laying her on the ground … on her back, I think … for the first time at least, so I can see her face as she takes me, watch as she adjusts and begins to enjoy my very thorough claiming of her body.
My hand moves up and down my staff quickly and roughly. The smell of her and my indecent imaginings bringing me to release quickly. I bite back my grunt of pleasure, grinning ruefully. I hope I last longer than that with her, or I’ll be more than a little embarrassed.
I get out of the bath and poke my head around the room’s divider.
‘Want the bath?’
Grey glances at me in relative disgust. ‘As if I didn’t just hear you wanking in it. Draw me a fresh one, would you? I’m not marinading in your spunk. I’ll come out more soiled than when I went in!’
I give him a wink and a grin. ‘You’d smell better, though.’
He rolls his eyes, and I conjure him a new bath.
We switch places and I lay on the bed while he splashes around.
I hear him groan, and my eyes narrow.
‘All well over there?’ I ask.
‘Aye,’ Grey murmurs, sounding surprised. ‘The water. It smells of something.’
‘Does it?’ I ask, feigning ignorance. ‘What does it smell of?’
‘Citrus and vanilla,’ he replies. ‘Sort of smells like …’
His words taper off abruptly.
‘Smells like what?’ I prompt.
‘The incense in Sharpe’s office back at the academy,’ he answers after a long moment.
I smirk. Sharpe’s office never had incense burning in it.
‘It’s a delicious scent, isn’t it?’ I answer casually, trying not to laugh.
He doesn’t reply, but he’s oddly quiet, and a few minutes later, I hear him make a muffled noise, grunting as if through clenched teeth.
