The first time
Chapter 5 - Bathtime
Catti-Brie rubbed her arms to get them warm, and turned towards Drizzt and the warm stream with a smile.
"Wha'd'ya say 'bout a hot bath?" she suggested, walked over to the dark elf and leaned down to press a gentle kiss against his still cool lips.
"You're too high up for me to decide," the drow said with a soft smile, when they broke again.
Without warning, he suddenly grabbed around her waist and pulled her down onto his lap, grinning at her surprised yelp, before he drew her into a second, passionate kiss.
"And ye're wearing too many clothes," the human girl quipped, pushed the dark-green cloak off his shoulders and started undoing the lacework at the collar of his shirt.
It went over his head without meeting resistance, and Catti-Brie could not fight the urge to run her hands over his tightly muscled torso, so much different from Wulfgar's. The barbarian's muscles had been huge and heavy, whereas Drizzt's were smooth and more tightly packed - like those of Guenhwyvar. The dark elf sighed with contentment and ran his hands up her arms and down the sides of her body.
"Let's take care o' yer leg first," Catti-Brie purred and rose from Drizzt's lap to fetch the flasks of healing potions, grinning at the black elf's pout by her actions.
The drow accepted the first vial, drained it and grimaced.
"Despite Stumpet's potent magic, she still makes all of the potions taste like 'holy water'..," he said and coughed.
"That's just too bad, 'cause ye don't stop drinkin' til yer wound's closed," the human girl replied with a malicious grin and shoved the second bottle into his hand.
Drizzt sighed as he lifted the vial to his lips, but then paused. Smiling suddenly, he pulled his leg out of the warm water, wiped the water and blood off with his hand and carefully dripped the contents of the flask into the gash. Smirking victorious, he looked up at Catti-Brie as the wound began to cease to bleed and instead started healing.
"Wise guy," she growled in mock-anger and pushed him into the stream.
Spluttering, the elf re-emerged from beneath the surface and wiped the water out of his lavender-coloured eyes.
"Couldn't you at least have waited until I had gotten rid of the other boot?" he asked, disappeared beneath the chest-high water for a few moments before he reappeared again, this time holding up the soaked footwear to prove his case.
"Just shut up an' wash," Catti-Brie laughed, splashing a handful water at him.
Drizzt dropped the boot onto the shore, and, after a few moments of consideration, was followed by his leggings, and the elf leaned forward to clean his hair.
Grinning, Catti-Brie quickly shrugged out of her clothes while his white mane disturbed his vision, and slipped into the warm water as well. Catching the motion out of the corner of his eye, the dark elf tossed the wet hair back and curious looked at the human girl as she started washing as well. But when she tried to reach a certain annoying spot between her shoulder blades, he couldn't resist walking up to her and start scrubbing her back. Laughing, she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately while his hands slipped down her back, bringing them even closer together.
Catti-Brie couldn't help but to smile and cocked a leg around his, purposely bringing their hips even closer together. The black elf moaned softly into her mouth, but then suddenly seemed to become aware of what he had done, and broke their kiss with an almost panicked look, every muscle in his body tensed.
"What's wrong?" Catti-Brie asked in curiosity, gently rubbing his back to make him relax.
"I.. I've never.. felt like this...," he whispered in reply, and suddenly turned grim. "In Menzoberranzan, males were not allowed to show any signs of pleasure..."
"Well, we aren't in Menzo," Catti-Brie purred and brushed her lips against his cheekbone. "So if ye enjoy it, ye can show it..."
"I'll try...," he muttered with a wry smile and moved his hands down her body to cup her buttocks.
Catti-Brie merely laughed softly and grabbed his shoulders for support, as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Chapter 5 - Bathtime
Catti-Brie rubbed her arms to get them warm, and turned towards Drizzt and the warm stream with a smile.
"Wha'd'ya say 'bout a hot bath?" she suggested, walked over to the dark elf and leaned down to press a gentle kiss against his still cool lips.
"You're too high up for me to decide," the drow said with a soft smile, when they broke again.
Without warning, he suddenly grabbed around her waist and pulled her down onto his lap, grinning at her surprised yelp, before he drew her into a second, passionate kiss.
"And ye're wearing too many clothes," the human girl quipped, pushed the dark-green cloak off his shoulders and started undoing the lacework at the collar of his shirt.
It went over his head without meeting resistance, and Catti-Brie could not fight the urge to run her hands over his tightly muscled torso, so much different from Wulfgar's. The barbarian's muscles had been huge and heavy, whereas Drizzt's were smooth and more tightly packed - like those of Guenhwyvar. The dark elf sighed with contentment and ran his hands up her arms and down the sides of her body.
"Let's take care o' yer leg first," Catti-Brie purred and rose from Drizzt's lap to fetch the flasks of healing potions, grinning at the black elf's pout by her actions.
The drow accepted the first vial, drained it and grimaced.
"Despite Stumpet's potent magic, she still makes all of the potions taste like 'holy water'..," he said and coughed.
"That's just too bad, 'cause ye don't stop drinkin' til yer wound's closed," the human girl replied with a malicious grin and shoved the second bottle into his hand.
Drizzt sighed as he lifted the vial to his lips, but then paused. Smiling suddenly, he pulled his leg out of the warm water, wiped the water and blood off with his hand and carefully dripped the contents of the flask into the gash. Smirking victorious, he looked up at Catti-Brie as the wound began to cease to bleed and instead started healing.
"Wise guy," she growled in mock-anger and pushed him into the stream.
Spluttering, the elf re-emerged from beneath the surface and wiped the water out of his lavender-coloured eyes.
"Couldn't you at least have waited until I had gotten rid of the other boot?" he asked, disappeared beneath the chest-high water for a few moments before he reappeared again, this time holding up the soaked footwear to prove his case.
"Just shut up an' wash," Catti-Brie laughed, splashing a handful water at him.
Drizzt dropped the boot onto the shore, and, after a few moments of consideration, was followed by his leggings, and the elf leaned forward to clean his hair.
Grinning, Catti-Brie quickly shrugged out of her clothes while his white mane disturbed his vision, and slipped into the warm water as well. Catching the motion out of the corner of his eye, the dark elf tossed the wet hair back and curious looked at the human girl as she started washing as well. But when she tried to reach a certain annoying spot between her shoulder blades, he couldn't resist walking up to her and start scrubbing her back. Laughing, she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately while his hands slipped down her back, bringing them even closer together.
Catti-Brie couldn't help but to smile and cocked a leg around his, purposely bringing their hips even closer together. The black elf moaned softly into her mouth, but then suddenly seemed to become aware of what he had done, and broke their kiss with an almost panicked look, every muscle in his body tensed.
"What's wrong?" Catti-Brie asked in curiosity, gently rubbing his back to make him relax.
"I.. I've never.. felt like this...," he whispered in reply, and suddenly turned grim. "In Menzoberranzan, males were not allowed to show any signs of pleasure..."
"Well, we aren't in Menzo," Catti-Brie purred and brushed her lips against his cheekbone. "So if ye enjoy it, ye can show it..."
"I'll try...," he muttered with a wry smile and moved his hands down her body to cup her buttocks.
Catti-Brie merely laughed softly and grabbed his shoulders for support, as she wrapped her legs around his waist.