Chapter 1
Bash pov
All I heard was a high pitched scream coming from the corridors close to Mary's chambers before I was sprinting down the hall toward the sound. I saw the guards burst in one of the bathing rooms, and a ran in too. I was shocked at what I saw and froze for a split second before acting. I saw Mary...my Mary struggling to get out of the tub coughing from poision. I pushed the guards out of my way and grabbed a towel before I picked up Mary under the arms out of the tub. I wrapped the towel around her quivering wet body and bundled her close in my arms. When I grabbed her all of me tried not to look at her naked breasts and curves, but I couldn't help sneak a peak, especially now, with her soft body pressed up against me. No, focus Bash!
After Mary told me what Catherine had done, how she tried to kill Mary, I became enraged. It took all I had not to kill Catherine on the spot. I must have been pretty tense because I felt Mary's soothing hand on my arm relax my muscles. Merde! (Shit) I should be the strong one here. My jaw was still clenched and my eyes were deathly when I ordered the guards to lock Catherine up; out of my sight.
I found myself struggling to stay in control when Catherine spoke to Mary saying she made a mistake picking me. However, my chest puffed out with pride when Mary stood tall and said, "I made the perfect choice because together we have killed you." After the guards left with a kicking Catherine, Mary slumped heavily in my arms. She's so strong around others even after being poisoned. I almost laughed.
I picked Mary up bridal style without realizing that the towel wasn't covering her front. Her breast were so full, plump, and her nipples were hard from the cool air. Mary must have seen me admiring because she blushed real red and tried to pull the towel to cover herself. I shook my head an tried to snap out of my haze. "Sorry, Mary."
She blushed even harder and said its ok, shyly trying to avoid my gaze.
I called for one of the maids and told them to run a hot bath for Mary in the bathroom connected to my chambers. "Bash," I looked down acknowledging her in my arms,"the last bath I took didn't go too well." she said chuckling. I cracked a smile and chuckled too saying, "Oh Mary, even now you still have your sense of humor, but we need to wash the poison off you."
"We?" she said arching an eyebrow at me.
"Merde" I mumbled. I didn't mean it like that.
"Sebastian, are you cursing in front of a lady." she said joking dissaprovingly.
"Zut!" I mumbled.
"I have excellent hearing Sebastion." she said chuckling.
"And how is it you know all of the curse words in French, most innocent Mary." I responded with a sly smile. She in returned just blushed. Before she could retaliate with a witty reply the maid knocked and said the bath was ready. I peaked my head out the door to make sure there was no one in the halls. When I assured that they were empty I quickly walked to my chambers and entered the bathroom that connects to my room. I set Mary down and quickly turned around. While I was walking to the my room Mary called back to me, and I froze with my hand on the door knob.
Mary pov
After he set me down I wobbled for a second before calling Bash's name. I didn't want to be alone. I turned towards him with my towel wrapped tightly around me and sighed seeing his strong stature frozen waiting for me to continue speaking. I can't ask him to stay it wouldn't be proper. So instead I said, "Could you leave the door open? Just incase something happens." He looked back at me and had a...almost..lustful look in his eye, I guess from seeing me in just a short towel. "Of course Mary. Call me if you need me. I'll be in my chambers." With that he gave me a slight nod and rushed out of the room.
He left the door midway open. I dropped the towel and let it slip from my body. I gently dipped a finger in the water to test it. It wasn't to hot and it soothed my skin b washing away the poison. I slowly stepped in and sunk my body into the tub. The water and the bubbles covered my breasts so only my shoulders and collarbone were exposed. I realized how heavy the bun was on my head and reached up to try and undo it. I struggled for a few minutes trying to remove the pins until I brought my arms down and huffed in defeat. I was too tired to do this. So instead I thought of what Bash might be doing in the other room. My thoughts having been about Bash a lot these days. He was so wild and dangerous, yet so gentle and loving. His eyes are so captivating; I get lost in them. And his body...oh my.. I could stare at him all day. He's taller and stronger than Francis. Even when he was in the infurmery after being attacked on his way to send the message to the troops, his chest and abs were toned when they took off his shirt. There is something about Bash that causes me to let my guard down and be normal Mary, not Queen Mary. I suddenly had a wicked thought: Maybe Bash could help me undo my bun.
I smiled, "Bash?" I called out gently. A few seconds later I heard his footsteps walking toward the door.
"Yes? Is everything alright, Mary?" Such a gentleman, he didn't even so mush as peak his head in."
"You may come in, I was just wondering if you could help me?" I slightly walked in with a bit of a shocked expression.
He cleared his throat, and when he replied his voice was hoarse. "What is it that you need? I'll get anything that you need."
"Actually," I smiled wryly, "It's not something that you need to get. It's just I am having trouble with this bun." I fussed with raising my arms, exposing the tops of my breasts. I saw his eyes look down and glaze over, meanwhile I gave a small smirk. Jee, I'm turning into Kenna. Haha! Must be something about Bash that maks me so bold.
After he didn't answer right away I pouted sweetly, jutting out my bottom lip and said, "Bash?"
He seemed to have snapped out of a day dream because when he replied his voice was still hoarse an he stuttered, "um.. . Of course, Mary." he pulled up a stool and sat behind me. He started to meticulously pull out pins one by one, while I sunk deeper into the water. I took my arms out of the water and rested them on the edges of the tub. He paused slightly, watching my movements. I couldn't help but smirk again. After a few minutes I got another idea: I bent my knee before stretching it out of thee water slowly, until I pointed my foot and leg straight. Then I bent it back slowly, and ran my hand along my thight very slowly. I could feel Bash stiffen, and thought how proud Kenna would be of me right now.
Once again I sat back in the water, allowing the water to cover me. I'll give Bash a break, and wait for more of the bubbles to fade away. After a few minutes of him working silently, he finally was able to undo te bun. My hair fell gently over my shoulders. "Thanks, Bash." He stood up as I sunk all the way into the water, holding my breath as I let the water envelop me. After resurfacing I raised my arms up to shake my hair out, effectively bouncing my chest for his benefit. Bash's stance became stiffer and his pants looked slightly tighter. As I asked him to hand me the product for th hair. He did and I rubbed it in then rinsed. Afterwards, he asked if that would be all, but I stopped him before he could leave.
"Actually Bash, the poison has made me a bit fatigued. Would you mine getting me a fresh towel and helping me out." His jaw all but dropped as I asked him this.