I'm writing this much earlier than usual, because Levy has a plan all figured out. Today is our fifth day here. Which makes it a Thursday, if we count the first day as the start of a new week, which I've decided we should.

Levy's idea is to make both Fridays and Sundays rest days. Because Saturdays are when the portal opens, and it's open for twenty-four hours. To maximize that time, we need to wake up at midnight fully rested so we can enter as soon as it opens. Or rather, like an hour before midnight so we can get ready. So the sun hasn't even set yet, but we're already planning on going to bed soon.

We'll have to go to bed even earlier tomorrow, after waking up in the middle of the night. Thankfully this phone has an alarm app synced to the local time, so we can actually wake up when we want to. As for falling asleep with the bright ass sun lighting up the tent… well, our best solution is to use our clothes as blindfolds.

And speaking of clothes, that's just about all we got done today, washing those. But let me start with what happened this morning, if I'm going to describe today.

I woke up to the then familiar feeling of something warm and wet around my cock. Do you know how awesome that is? To start your day out not with an alarm, but waves of gentle pleasure slowly pulling you towards consciousness? It's incredibly relaxing, and it's the most pleasant way to start a day that I've ever experienced.

So that feeling was the first thing I was aware of. But even my sleepy brain could tell something was different. Yesterday, Levy and I fucked. A lot. But it was all, well, normal sex. Besides some groping and kissing, and changing positions, we didn't try much else out.

But this morning I opened my eyes and instead of seeing my dick in Levy's pussy again, I saw her lips wrapped around my shaft as she took it into her throat.

"Good morning," I greeted her, causing her to look up at me. Her eyes seemed smug, or perhaps just pleased, and she redoubled her efforts. I felt her tongue against the underside of my shaft, licking it even as she moved her head up and down my shaft.

The pleasure I felt spiked sharply with her increased effort, bringing my attention to just how close she had gotten me to the edge while I was still asleep. With a grunt I came, shooting my load directly into her throat. And Levy, best girl that she is, only sucked harder, squeezing every last drop out of me.

She sat up after that, pulling my slowly softening dick from her mouth. She then smiled at me and crawled up my body before laying down on top of my chest. "Good morning," she finally returned my greeting.

"That was amazing," I told her.

"I thought you might like that," she replied, definitely very pleased now. "I'd ask if you wanted to return the favor… but it's stopped raining, and we should definitely get some work done."

I sighed, but I knew she was right. "On the bright side, there's nothing stopping us from finishing the bath today."

Her grin widened. "That may also be a large part of my motivation to get going. Also, we need to air out the tent."

I blinked, confused, until I took in a deep breath through my nose. I grimaced as the stale smell of sex filled my nostrils. Levy nodded in understanding. "Yeah, that. It'll only get worse the longer we wait."

I sighed. "Alright, I see your point." I paused, waiting. "You realize that you're the one that has to get up first right?"

"I guess so," she admitted, clearly not wanting to. It wasn't like I wanted her to either, but we both knew that we couldn't just spend all of our time having sex. So she grumbled and pushed herself up and off of me. Her doing so treated me to a nice view of her naked body, something I'm still not tired of seeing.

She clambered off of me and opened the entrance to the tent. I groaned as I sat up, every muscle shouting in pain as the soreness from everything we did yesterday made itself very known. I knew it would only get worse as the day went on though, and I needed to move around or else my muscles would get even more stiff.

I followed Levy out of the tent and was instantly very aware of the fact that I was buck naked outside. It was weird, and not something I had ever experienced before. But it was just me and Levy here, so I did my best to ignore the feeling.

It did draw my attention to my clothes though, where they were lying discarded on the ground near the crate. I walked over and picked my shirt and pants. "These… are going to need to get washed." I said, looking at them. Our antics yesterday had left them grassy and muddy, and then leaving them out in the rain all night hadn't helped.

"That's probably a good idea to do before the portal opens up anyway," Levy said as she picked up her own clothes, which were in a similar state. "We've basically been living in the wild, and there's a decent chance the portal will open to a city or something. I don't know about you, but I don't want my reintroduction to civilization to happen with me stinking and looking dirty."

"You're right, of course," I agreed. "So today we'll wash the bath, use it to clean ourselves, then wash our clothes, and then start on the outhouse?"

Levy frowned. "Maybe not the outhouse. I was thinking about the schedule and…"

Well, this is where we hashed out the plan I described at the start of this entry, and worked out a schedule. Levy would make the bricks for the outhouse today, or at least make some of them, but we wouldn't do anything with them quite yet.

We decided to forgo our clothes completely, working naked. There were a lot of upsides to this. It reduced wear and tear on them, and how dirty they would get, leaving them in better condition for when the portal opened. The weather was nice, so it was comfortable. And I got a lot of enjoyment out of staring at Levy.

On the downside, I spent a lot of time staring at Levy, which definitely slowed me down. Levy also did her fair share of looking, especially when I started getting erect over watching her. But she made me focus on getting the bath clean first and foremost.

Cleaning it wasn't too hard. Turns out, Levy also knows what sponges are made of, and was able to conjure us up some 'SPONGE' sponges. They weren't even the most oddly shaped sponges I've ever worked with.

Using some water stored in one of the clay pots, the same one I splashed Levy with yesterday, we washed all the ash left in the inside of the bath from the baking process. The ash that acted as a sealant was already part of the clay, meaning the ash we washed off was just the excess.

We also had to wash the pots, something we hadn't done before our water fight yesterday. I hadn't noticed it at the time, but Levy's dress was definitely darker than it was before. My first few throws of water definitely contained some ash.

We ended up washing the clothes first, as much as Levy wanted to take a bath. My jeans were the big concern, and we wanted to give them as much time to dry as possible. So Levy, using her magic, filled the tub with water. To my surprise, it came out steaming hot. Levy explained that, so long as she understood it, she could produce things in different states, including different temperatures. Though hot water took a lot more mana than room temperature water. But it was still less of an increase than boiling the water using conjured fire.

Armed with some 'SOAP' bars, the two of us started cleaning our clothes, kneeling over the edge of the tub and our hands submersed into the water. Whenever the water got too gray from the dirt and grossness, or whenever it cooled off too much, we'd drain the water by pulling out the 'CORK' and letting it drain. Surprisingly, we apparently did a good job making the tub too. It didn't leak and it didn't start dissolving in the water, and I'd call that a win.

We never did set up the pipe system, so it kind of just made a big puddle the first time we did it. After that we drained it bit by bit, using the pots to catch the water and tossing it over the edge. We decided to use the 'C's from the 'BRICK's that Levy made to form open pipe segments, which we'd connect together to form a half-pipe from the bath to the edge, and we made that our second priority after the outhouse.

Still, finally, we finished washing our clothes, drained the tub, and then hung up our clothes to dry. We didn't have a lot of options, so we ended up slinging them over the lower branches of the tree.

Then we filled the tub back up and took a bath together, to save water.

…okay, so we did it because we were horny, but we did save water.

And it was great. The brick felt a little weird, and it was pretty rough so sliding around was a little dangerous, but the hot water felt amazing, especially on my sore muscles. Levy's back pressed against my chest, my dick resting between her ass cheeks, also heightened the experience. I had been questioning Levy's insistence that we focus on the bathtub before the outhouse, but after having taken a bath, I took it all back. It was the right call.

We cleaned up, using more 'SOAP' and 'SPONGE's. Then I cleaned her insides with my pipe, if you know what I mean. Bath sex is very different to sex outside of a bath, but it was a nice experience. And I couldn't resist, not with her so close to me.

We drained the tub one final time, not wanting the water to sit there longer than it needed to, and we had some lunch. According to Levy's schedule for today we'd be going to bed shortly before the sun set, so we didn't have a lot of time left do more stuff.

So Levy started making the 'BRICK's to extract B-bricks from to make the outhouse, and I started using the spare 'C's to make the pipe. I did this by laying out a flat bit of soft clay on one of the clay panels we made a couple days ago and just sticking the 'C's on them so that the rounded part was on the soft clay and the open part faced straight up. I packed them in as tightly and uniformly as I could, putting a small amount of clay between them to act as a sort of adhesive. Then I folded up the flat bottom strip of the clay to wrap around the sides of the 'C's, to stabilize them and hold them into place.

It certainly wasn't perfect, it was impossible to get them perfectly uniform with each other so it formed a smooth line. But it was good enough for the test water to flow through it. I was a little worried about how much volume they could handle before overflowing, but figured we could experiment with it, maybe make some sort of funnel that attached to the bath's pseudo-faucet to help limit how quickly it drained.

I made each one about two feet long, because any longer and it wouldn't fit in the kiln. They could be strung together to form a long line of them though, I made sure to leave little lips on the front and back of them to make that easy to arrange.

And that's pretty much all we did. Well, we had sex again, but both of us were too tired to draw it out much. Tomorrow is our rest day, and we sorely need it. We'll be waking up early, the middle of the night really, but we won't be doing any physical work, just more talking and planning.

There are so many things to keep track of, so many options and possibilities. It's almost overwhelming, but having Levy here to keep me on target and to bounce ideas off of has made it manageable.

Tomorrow I'll update with some of what we have planned. And after that? That'll be the day the portal opens. And I can't wait for that.

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AN: I wrote this one right on the tail of the last chapter, which means I was pretty lewded out, so I didn't go into much detail about the sex this chapter. But since I'm releasing this in one batch, I think that's fine.

I'm excited for day 7. At the time of writing this AN, I have no idea what world they'll go to first. I want to wait to decide, to make it more interesting to me. Rather than plan out what they need to bring them to those places, I want to see where they end up and see what I can do with it. And to prevent even subconscious metagaming and planning, I won't be deciding it until I start writing Day 007.