She had waited until the door was closed, and her to be wife deposited into the bathroom, till she heard movement, and the bathroom door close before she stripped off the bloodied clothing and went in search of her night robe, groaning as they day caught up with her. She bathed quickly, while waiting on the healer to show, fussing with the bruises in the mirror until Benson appeared at the door with the healer.
She had found that her two front teeth were also a little loose from where the punch had landed, so when she sank back into the chair to let the healer work, she had worried them with her tongue until they had firmed back up in her gums, the pain seeping out of her as the magic did it’s work and she could tell cartilage and bone were mending themselves back up. It was a feeling she’d never quite get the hang of, feeling her body mend over, but the one time she had been cut in a duel, the cut from her balls to her chin – it hadn’t been too deep, just, painful, she had been thankful for the rapid assistance of a healer. No sense in sitting around waiting for something to heal properly on its own if someone was there to magically mend you back together, after all.
It took a little while longer than she had wished it to, and Kaczor attributed that to the healer being new to working with the family, and the face that she very obviously had a broken nose as a woman. The healer was being paid not to ask questions though, as these things did go sometimes. Not something she wanted getting back to Ella’s father, smug prick that he was. She’d like to keep the upper hand in that last exchange of theirs, and Kaczor would make sure it was the last, even if she had to find a way to get rid of the man herself. Once the healing was done, and Benson returned with some wine for the night she dismissed him, telling him to go get to sleep, there would be nothing else she needed for the night.
Benson left, but not before setting out pieces of clothing for Kaczor to take next door to her intended to dress in for the evening. She came to the door between the rooms, and rapped on it gently before letting herself in, carrying a blue silk robe with her, along with a red night dress. Both colors that would look good on Ella, but Kaczor was going to try and convince her to leave them both off and let her completely worship her body. With her mouth. But, she reminded herself, this was to help Ella sleep the night through in a strange new place. She was wearing the other woman out, and then would go to bed herself, if..
If she sent her away.
She would like the idea of being able to crawl into bed with her, let her feel the secret she still kept, and then bury herself balls deep inside the other woman – and as much as that idea was everything she wanted and more, she knew, without a doubt, that she needed to wait. To draw out that moment, because there was only so much one person could take at a time. And this was something that didn’t need to happen yet. Her secret would keep another few days at least. And she could always jerk off right after, as crude as it would feel, to have the door between them and using her hand as an outlet, but she was still, incredibly needy from their encounters earlier.
And now she was ready to make the other woman scream her name before the night was done. [q]Ella? I’m going to leave the night dress and robe next to the door and then sit with my back to the door.[q]
She had found that her two front teeth were also a little loose from where the punch had landed, so when she sank back into the chair to let the healer work, she had worried them with her tongue until they had firmed back up in her gums, the pain seeping out of her as the magic did it’s work and she could tell cartilage and bone were mending themselves back up. It was a feeling she’d never quite get the hang of, feeling her body mend over, but the one time she had been cut in a duel, the cut from her balls to her chin – it hadn’t been too deep, just, painful, she had been thankful for the rapid assistance of a healer. No sense in sitting around waiting for something to heal properly on its own if someone was there to magically mend you back together, after all.
It took a little while longer than she had wished it to, and Kaczor attributed that to the healer being new to working with the family, and the face that she very obviously had a broken nose as a woman. The healer was being paid not to ask questions though, as these things did go sometimes. Not something she wanted getting back to Ella’s father, smug prick that he was. She’d like to keep the upper hand in that last exchange of theirs, and Kaczor would make sure it was the last, even if she had to find a way to get rid of the man herself. Once the healing was done, and Benson returned with some wine for the night she dismissed him, telling him to go get to sleep, there would be nothing else she needed for the night.
Benson left, but not before setting out pieces of clothing for Kaczor to take next door to her intended to dress in for the evening. She came to the door between the rooms, and rapped on it gently before letting herself in, carrying a blue silk robe with her, along with a red night dress. Both colors that would look good on Ella, but Kaczor was going to try and convince her to leave them both off and let her completely worship her body. With her mouth. But, she reminded herself, this was to help Ella sleep the night through in a strange new place. She was wearing the other woman out, and then would go to bed herself, if..
If she sent her away.
She would like the idea of being able to crawl into bed with her, let her feel the secret she still kept, and then bury herself balls deep inside the other woman – and as much as that idea was everything she wanted and more, she knew, without a doubt, that she needed to wait. To draw out that moment, because there was only so much one person could take at a time. And this was something that didn’t need to happen yet. Her secret would keep another few days at least. And she could always jerk off right after, as crude as it would feel, to have the door between them and using her hand as an outlet, but she was still, incredibly needy from their encounters earlier.
And now she was ready to make the other woman scream her name before the night was done. [q]Ella? I’m going to leave the night dress and robe next to the door and then sit with my back to the door.[q]
02-18-2024, 10:15 PM
