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The room had been changed slightly for evening. The lanterns were lit and the gold highlights in the room glowed. The bedding had been pulled down and two of the three sides had the curtains down.
Laun was happy that one of the servants had brought up some more of the paper flowers. They were needed for use with the privy. There was need to use it as soon as she came in the door of the chamber.
She pulled off the green caplet and dropped it on the floor as she waddled. She gathered up the skirts of the linen dress and by the time she was at the privy, all she had to do was sit on the ceramic seat. It was quite a relief.
She felt the baby bounce around in her, kicking mightily all over her stomach as she sat there. She rubbed her belly and tapped where she was feeling the movements. She was not sure if she was really feeling the baby respond. She hoped so.
Laun finished up on the privy and stood in the middle of the bathing room floor. More soaps, and a few plain containers, had made their way to the table. Laun smiled. It was not for right then.
Laun started to unlace herself, seeing the stripes the pressure from the ribbon was making on her skin. Almost like the scars, but they went away.
The scars. Did she really have those feelings about her scars? It seemed real as she was saying it, though she knew that the ones she loved did not care about the scars. Did they?
She did not have time to think about it as servants were finishing the unlacing job and pulling the dress off of her. It felt great to be out of the clothing, though her breasts were being heavy and sore.
“I am going to need a halter or something to wear at night. My breasts...” She held them and felt how they were changing.
There were several nods from those around her. She smiled.
She was tired. She climbed up into the bed and one of the servants released the curtain to make the enclosed bed complete. She was under the covers and feeling the exhaustion taking her down when she heard a scratching on the curtain.
She opened her eyes and saw a servant on the other side. She propped herself up on her elbow and asked, “Yes?”
A low voice came to her and said, “Lady, word is that you are accepting bed partners. May I be allowed to join you tonight?”
She was very tired. She knew the voice. “You may be in my bed, but I will be asleep shortly.”
He pulled the curtain aside and climbed in. “Thank you, My Lady.”
In the light of the lanterns outside, he found his way under the silk sheets. She felt the servants tabard still on him. “Take that thing off. If you are going to be in here, my quail, I want to feel your skin on mine.”
She did not have to finish the thought before his clothes were all off and she could feel his skin on hers. It was an unfamiliar touch, but it was welcome.
Laun was awake enough to need information from her assassin. She turned so that they were face to face and she put her hand on his cheek. She could feel his body tremble at her touch and she knew that he was still hers.
Her voice was low and breathy as she said, “You saw Bregnan today.” He nodded his head under her hand. “Did you follow him?”
He nodded. He tried to keep his voice low, but had to bring it down several times as he spoke. “My Lady was right to be cautious of him. I saw him put away several phials he had hidden in his sleeve once he was in his chamber. And a thin knife he had hidden within his belt.” Laun could feel a smile on his lips. “I had not seen evidence of his treachery til then, Lady.”
Laun pulled Hazalam to her and kissed him. She felt his body react again with a little more heat behind it. “You have pleased me.”
His voice was a little loud as he said, “Thank!” Laun put her finger over his mouth as he said, “you,” quieting him down.
He tentatively put his hand on her belly. She put her hand over his. He sighed. She pushed his hand down and he found that she was very warm and wet.
She rolled onto her back as his hand rubbed into her fur and then on her nub. She was sensitive and her head went back and a gasp could be heard plainly to any of the servants in the room. But he was unsure of himself.
Laun felt a little bit of a fumble and was unused to unskilled lovers. She grabbed his hand and sighed.
“I have very little patience, and I am tired. How many lovers have you had?”
She could feel his head press into the pillow and a slight heat from his face. He whispered, “You, Lady.”
She closed her eyes and sighed. No wonder it worked so well, she thought to herself. “They used that training on you. I am surprised you didn’t go through the full eunuch ceremony.”
She heard him catch his breath. “I thought that was just a rumor to keep the apprentices in line.”
Laun smiled in the dark. “If you are going to stay in my bed tonight, I will have to teach you a few things. I would prefer light, but...”
“I understand, My Lady.”
Laun did not know where the energy was coming from, but she was able to take him by the hand and introduce him to her body. She showed him how sensitive her breasts had become and how to finger and suck the nipples tenderly. She let him stroke and push and pull on things below on the outside until she was writhing at his touch. And then she manipulated his hands and fingers until he was stroking in and out of her with his fingers.
It felt good, but it wasn’t quite enough.
She pulled back the covers and pushed his head down. She started to quietly call out things to do while putting pressure on his head to direct him where. He had a tendency to use too much tooth and not enough tongue. He would learn. Then she told him to use his fingers, too.
Something happened and his enthusiasm and beginners’ technique started to work. She started to moan and he stopped.
“What...?” She had his hair in her hands and pulled him up.
“Am I hurting you?” The serious tone of his voice made it more precious to her.
“No. What you are doing is fine. I will get much louder. If you do something I don’t like, you will know it.”
He nodded and said, “I remember, Lady.”
“Back to your training.” Laun pushed him back between her legs.
It took a bit of time, and a few adjustments, but Laun began to peak and she did allow herself more than moans and sighs. Her body had wanted this release and her mind did, too. It was a minor orgasm, but as far as she was concerned, it was good to have any orgasm.
She pulled him up and kissed him, her fluids on his mouth and chin. “Do you want to be in me?”
He nodded in between her hands. She put a pillow under her butt to raise her up in the cushy bedding. She moved him so that he was kneeling right and she took his manhood in her hand to position him. She had a wicked thought and as she placed him and pulled him in with one of her legs behind his back, she asked through her own pleasure, “Do you want to live today?”
His back arched and she heard him having problems breathing before he said in more of a growl, “Yes, Lady. I live. For. You.”
She could feel his need to move. She put both feet on the bedding and pushed up. He fell forward and his hands went to either side of her head on the pillows. He tried to stop himself from moving, but she would move just slightly and his body would jerk and she heard him hold his breath.
“You may-” She did not finish as he heard her start talking and his body took over from his willpower. She held onto his wrists as he pounded into her, bringing her close to another peak, but not quite.
His arms were trembling as he tried to keep himself from collapsing onto her. She patted to one side and lowered that leg. He almost fell over next to her as his arm gave out.
Laun pulled the covers over them and she felt him crying. She put her arms around him and cradled his head.
“Lady... I...” He took in a full breath. “As you will, I do.”
She fell asleep as he did, her breast wet with his tears.
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