Hands' Embrace

Carmicheal

I could feel her warm fingertips brushing lightly against my groin, and I enjoyed the experience. I could feel her soft breath, leaving a tingling feeling on my shoulder. Her breasts were pressed into my arm. She fidgeted and huddled closer to me. She was just waking up...

"That was fun..." Her voice was quiet, a whisper in my ear. It drew blood lower down.
"Yeah..." It's all I could manage to say.

She smiled and got up, and walked into the little kitchenette. I got up and stirred the fire, warming the room up. She padded back into the room, still naked. My blood was still retreating south. She glanced at the object of blood theft, and giggled.
"Well, Aris, you know I love you, but I have to go."
"Yeah... Keep practicing your yoga."

She smirked, it promised things that the Surgeon General recommends against, but you would still do them anyway. By the time the imagery left my mind, she was fully dressed.
"You want to come?"
"I did, just a few hours ago... Oh, wait. Wrong come...No thanks, love, I need to shower."
She purred, "Can I join?"
As much as I liked that idea, "No, you should probably start training."
She turned to the door, waved goodbye, and started to leave. "I love you."
She said something back, but I couldn't hear her. I got in the shower and started my routine. Cleaned myself off, fixed a small meal, and did my usual stretches.

I stepped out into the evening air, my morning having been, uh, preoccupied, and drew my mace in front of me. A few Poporings appeared and were hopping for what appeared to be a small object on the ground. I intercepted the first one, and with a few sturdy swings, dispatched it. I reached for the item, but the second had already gotten it. I set the mace down and drew some of my emotion into a palpable heat, and unleashed it at the unsuspecting slime. The heat, making a light, gathered in the shape of a cross, and burst outward from the middle of the creature. It made an unusual squeal and burst into small fragments. Along with some of its gel, a crystal dropped from its crumbling body. I bent over to pick it up, grabbed it, and set it in my pouch.

My wristband chirped and vibrated, indicating someone from the guild is now awake and moving. I shrugged, and decided to stay quiet for a moment.

"Aris!" It was Niam again, she must've passed out from a fight.
"Yeah?"
"Come visit me in Prontera."
I didn't see why not, so I got a gem out of my pouch, a blue one, and began pouring energy into it. It vibrated and warmed my hand, even through the glove, and I flicked it idly a few feet in front of me. It shattered on contact with the ground, and a pillar of blue light poured out of it, and hovered slightly in front of me. I stepped forward and was drawn into the void.

I emerged in Prontera, near the statue of two hands shaking. My wristband produced Niam's voice, it was laced with a sexual nature.

"I'm not wearing any pants, Aris. Meet me in the inn, upstairs."

I felt my blood immediately flood south of my belly-button. These robes couldn't mask the, uh, excitement I was harboring right now. I began speaking to myself.

"Okay, just stop thinking about it, and it'll stop." I looked around for something to distract me. A man was erecting his shop. I winced at the thought, the bulge in my robes quite obvious, I used my mace as best as I could to cover it, but it was tough to do that and still look casual. A man was staring at a statue, rigid expression on his face. I walked faster, passing a military knight and some random guy speaking.

"So, let me get this straight... You're a private in the military?"
"Yeah, that's right, Peter."
"Wow, Johnson, you've grown a lot."
I couldn't keep this up, I'm having enough trouble keeping my thoughts straight.

Darn it, now I'm doing it too...

I rushed into the inn and dashed upstairs, and found the room number Niam and given me, and pushed open the door, she was laying in the bed, completely naked.

Well, this trip was just worth it.


Okay, kinda short, but oh well. More to come, later.