Amrydor kissed Fuyuko's lips lightly, then rolled to the side with a groan, and she could feel him pulling in his emotions, drawing that desire back and doing... sothing with it, because she no longer felt it across their still open connection.
Fuyuko felt vaguely insulted, though she couldn't say why. She shoved that feeling aside and sat up to look at him. "Amry, are you sure you should be doing that? That sort of felt, um, painful for you?"
He looked exasperated. "It was only a little difficult, and that was only because I let it build like we were actually going to do sothing. Stopping and putting desire away is sothing that everyone should be able to do. It's still there, but the, um, intensity is going away."
Amrydor sat up and stretched his neck to crack it before he said, "Yuyu, you don't really want sex. Well, it's not sothing you do to soone else, it's sothing you do with soone else. If you don't actually want it for your sake, your pleasure, then it's not happening. Hells, Klastoria sounded like she'd at least have fun playing the part when she tried to seduce , rather than sothing she'd endure."
Klastoria? "Wait, she tried to seduce you? How would that work? No, never mind, I don't think I want to know."
"Yeah, I guess I forgot to ntion that. She made both an offer to just 'play' with , and an offer that made it a prelude to eating . Um, she seems to an well, weirdly enough, but she's got so strange ideas in her head. Er, her core actually, I guess."
Fuyuko shook her head. "I don't know if I should talk with her or not. Well, anything you decide to do is between the two of you. Or, any of the nexus's other people, now that I think about it."
"I just turned you down, but you are fine with sleeping with one of the inhabitants?"
She shrugged. "I, look, I ant what I said, but whatever else you do with other people doesn't bother ."
"Really? What if it was soone you didn't like?"
Would that make a difference? Fuyuko didn't think that it should, and there weren't a lot of people she disliked. Well, there this one girl from the gangs she'd dealt with in Cantraberg; what if Fuyuko saw that girl cuddling up against Amrydor like she'd seen Geti do?
CRACK!
Fuyuko stared down at her hand in surprise, which now held the broken end of a bed post. Papa had made this bed out of really strong wood.
"So," Amry said, "I think I'll make sure you like any girls I spend ti with. It seems safest for everyone."
She could hear the laughter in his voice, and she wanted to protest, but the evidence in her hand suggested he was right.
"Anyway." He stood up and turned toward her with a smile. "Thank you, Yuyu, your offer was really sweet, but I care about you too much to take that sort of offer. So people would. I don't like those sorts of people. So, um, good night, I guess. And thank you for making sure I was doing alright."
When he started to turn away, Fuyuko said, "Wait." It took a mont more for her to finish organizing her thoughts, then she nodded. "I still want you to stay."
"What? Um, why?"
"I want to find out what it's like having you sleep next to . One night in the sa bed, just as if we had done it. I like how you sll, and I felt your reaction when you woke up. I know you feel the sa way. Oh, and I wanted to ss with my parents. I know they ant well, but part of is annoyed despite Mama M being helpful. Papa's nose is as good as mine, so when we get breakfast tomorrow, he won't know what to think."
Fuyuko had intended to stop there, but it felt like the truth was incomplete. "Also... turning down after being that close hurt my ego, even if you were right, so I kind of want to make you suffer a little. Damn it, I wouldn't even have realized that if I didn't have to tell the truth." She could have maybe not told Amrydor, if she had already admitted it to herself, but instead, she'd tried to lie to herself by thinking that the first two reasons were the only ones.
She scowled as he started laughing, and he kept laughing until he had trouble breathing and was on his knees. When Amrydor finally recovered, he grinned at her. "Alright Yuyu, you win; I'll play your ga."
Her pillow hit him in the face. "Stop it with the yu-yu-yu thing! That's at least the third ti! I know you are doing it on purpose." She could have thrown the bedpost instead. Maybe she should have.
His grin was unrepentant as he tossed the pillow back onto her bed. "Your plan has one flaw, though. I need to go bathe in your bath to get the scents right. We need to both sll like we cleaned up, and I am assuming you already took a bath, since you're in your nightgown. I can't believe I'm helping you trick your parents into thinking that we might have had sex."
"Oh, um, I guess you should have sothing to actually sleep in..." He was still wearing his now rumpled clothes from earlier over his living armor. "I have an idea." Fuyuko went to her closet to grab the pants to her jinbei, then paused before grabbing the shirt as well.
"The pants are comfy enough to sleep in easily, and then you can wear the shirt in the morning. I was a little shorter when I got this for my birthday, so it should be a pretty close match for you now."
It was a silly, ridiculous little nonsense conspiracy — Fuyuko didn't think her parents would be anything more than slightly confused — but it made her happy for so reason.
By the ti Amrydor was done with his bath, he was sleepy enough to go back to bed. He hadn't actually gotten enough sleep to make up for everything before; he'd just slept enough to be able to eat.
As for Fuyuko, well, she'd been up most of the day and had a rough morning before that, so she was ready for bed too. Getting into bed felt a little awkward, but Fuyuko insisted that he sleep under the covers with her, though they did settle on sleeping back to back.
Soti in the middle of the night, Fuyuko woke up briefly and realized that this had changed. Amry had rolled over to cuddle around her in his sleep, and had one arm draped over her. She decided she didn't mind and snuggled into him with a smile as she went back to sleep.
In the morning, after they'd gotten dressed, Amrydor said, "Wait, there's one more thing." He looked her over critically, then nodded. "Your body language is wrong. And I know how to fix it. Lie back down on the bed, face down."
His instructions confused her at first, but she complied, mostly just to find out what he was up to. The solution he had co up with was to give her a quick massage to loosen up her muscles. Fuyuko certainly didn't mind, but she didn't understand how this was going to change anything. Then she felt his aura spreading out from his hands, and sohow commanding her muscles to relax while he worked.
Stopping the effect would have been trivial; it only worked at all because she hadn't reacted to feeling his aura pressing into her spirit and body. But since she allowed it to happen, her body responded to his will in a way she couldn't even make it do, and she had no idea how he was doing it.
After he'd worked her over once and reached her calves, he had her roll onto her back, which was surprisingly difficult. Then he massaged her belly briefly, his fingers pressing into her flesh softly as he worked down to her thighs. The entire process was leaving Fuyuko confused, though admittedly amazingly relaxed. Then he sat on the bed and put her feet in his lap to massage them.
She'd never had a foot massage before, and she suddenly lost her ability to focus on anything but that sensation until he finished.
It was hard for her to rember exactly what he'd just done; she just knew it had felt really good, and that she'd felt a sharp pang of disappointnt when he'd stopped.
"Maybe we should skip breakfast," she muttered. The words felt like they should be blasphemy, but she really didn't want to move right now.
He laughed. "Well, that's about the right feeling, but I might have overdone it. It's the first ti I've tried to do specifically that, but I'm glad it worked."
"What did you do?"
"Not gonna tell you. It's my secret for the mont. But I can't use it in a fight or anything; you literally have to let do it."
Well, she'd been able to figure out that last part herself, so he was right about it not being useful for a fight. She giggled at the sudden image of Amry winning a spar because he offered a foot massage if the other person forfeited. Then she considered sparring with him just to win another foot massage. But she needed to go get food, so she made herself get up.
Well, she tried at least.
It was like her muscles didn't want to work anymore. She could move, but everything was uncoordinated and weak. Sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed was a struggle. "You should have done this last night," she muttered at him.
"You're right, that was my mistake, but this is kinda funny." He ignored her glare and offered his hand. "Here, let support you, and we'll get your muscles working before we try going upstairs."
Walking in circles around her room a couple of tis certainly helped, but she wanted to lean against him still when it ca ti to walk up the stairs. Which had the advantage of getting to enjoy his scent. Then she rembered seeing Mama K leaning against Papa like this a few tis. "Wait, does sex really do this to girls?" she asked incredulously.
"Sotis, but it sort of depends on a lot of things. Being relaxed and cuddly was all I was going for; you having trouble walking is a rarer thing."
"And they still like it?"
Amrydor smirked. "Yes, and you don't want to know any more."
She made a face at him, then ignored the topic as they reached the top of the stairs.
Breakfast was only getting started when they got there, and the brief silence that their arrival created was hilarious. At least until Fuyuko realized she was having trouble with coordination still, and Amrydor made her sit down before he went to go help with making food.
Feeling helpless was not a side effect of her prank that Fuyuko had anticipated, and it was embarrassing. Plus, she'd only ant to ss with her parents, but Carmilla had co up for breakfast too this morning. Had she heard sothing about Fuyuko and Amrydor? Then again, she was a faerie witch; maybe that let her magically know that she wanted to be at this breakfast.
anwhile, Amry was simply ignoring all the looks that were being exchanged as he helped her parents and sister out in the kitchen. Fuyuko was just glad that the dragons didn't seem to notice anything and were happy to have soone sitting still long enough to give them attention. When they weren't trying to steal food, at least. It was amusing watching them try to drag food to her lap so they could have both food and cuddles simultaneously, each trying to steal one or both from the others.
When the food ca out, Carmilla took the seat directly opposite Fuyuko, while Amry sat next to her. No one asked or suggested anything, though the conversation felt a little awkward. Maybe this is what it would have been like if she and Amry had actually done anything. Well, that ant her prank worked at least a little, and Amrydor was being extra nice and making sure her plate stayed full of food while they ate. It was hard to not enjoy that.
By the ti they were done, Fuyuko was feeling a lot more coordinated and could help clean the dishes, and that helped her ignore the slight awkwardness that was still lingering from everyone else ignoring what had supposedly happened.
Before she could get back downstairs to finish getting ready for the day, Carmilla said, "Fuyuko, could you co here a mont?" with a mischievous look in her eyes.
That made Fuyuko nervous, but she didn't have a good excuse, so she waved to Amry, who had paused at the top of the stairs. He nodded and went down, and Fuyuko followed her sister into the main room.
Carmilla wrapped them both in a privacy spell, then smirked. "I have a naughty little sister, trying to trick our parents like that. You did a good job, but there's one hole in your plan. I was born a faerie, and have gotten used to reading all the little things my senses tell . You are still a virgin, and your boy has definitely had sothing winding his spirit tight without a chance to release."
Crap, she hadn't realized that was possible. Wait, there were faerie stories where the faerie just knew if soone was a virgin or not. Double crap. "What are you going to do about it?"
"? Not a thing. I'm just entertaining myself; though I would like to know how he got you so relaxed. That part is definitely not acting."
"Er, well, he gave a massage, which was nice, and then he, ah, gave a foot massage." Why was that embarrassing to say? Then she rembered the foot massage; her balance wavered a mont and she grabbed Carmilla's arm to steady herself. "Are, are foot massages supposed to do that?" she asked as her voice trembled.
"Only the best foot massages, my dear sister," Carmilla said, then glanced speculatively toward the stairs. "I think I might be just a touch envious."
Fuyuko stared at her. "But, don't you already have lots of guys, um, visiting you?"
"All I could ever want, by numbers. However, even for , an endless feast is only entertaining for so long. I've been becoming more discerning, and prefer to indulge myself in quality. Being able to give that sort of foot massage is certainly a quality to admire. You really should take good care of him."
"I'm not sure what else to do." She hesitated, then decided to confess to her sister. "I told him I wouldn't tell him no."
Carmilla looked incredulous. "And he still didn't? When a boy that age wound up like that? Hmm. Do you think that sort of self-control is sothing common to all champions of Zagaroth? Maybe I should let Prince Gou, I'm sorry, I an, 'Champion Yugo' try flirting with again next ti he visits. He'll be eighteen by then, right? A little young still, but if that's what they are all like..."
"Eww, enough!" Fuyuko said. "You do whatever you want there, I don't want to know."
"I'm sorry," Carmilla said contritely, "I forgot. I'm used to talking about boys with my other sisters." While she said that, Carmilla's hair had shifted silver for a mont as she'd briefly beca Princess Elara. "Well, I won't keep you any longer; we both have stuff to do." Carmilla suddenly froze, then shifted back to Elara again. "One of my other sisters is here, in the nexus. I can't tell which one, or where, but she's been here for a while."
With a shake of her head, Princess Elara once more beca Carmilla. "It seems I have lots of work to do. Now that I know to pay attention, I can still feel her, and I have a pretty good idea of how she got here. The little cheater probably copied . Though I suppose there could also be more than one. That could be an entertaining problem. Don't tell our parents, please. I want to have fun with this."
With that, Carmilla disappeared into a shower of purple sparks, leaving a bemused Fuyuko to wonder what was going on.
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