The Daft Idiot

XIII - Rivers and Salmons, Day 7

Michael's POV

I probably slept for 2 hours.
She turned in her sleep and snuggled to my chest.

What was I supposed to do?
I had half the mind to rub my hands all over her.
Damnit.

She woke up at dawn, thank gods,

Calm. Now.

"Morning" I say softly, looking at her

"M-mm" she mumbled, gave me a kiss on the cheek and sat beside me.

Shit. Yeh. Something moved

"No acrobatics today?" She remarked, sleepily rearranging her shoulder length hair

"you were slumped on top of me"
I just spent several hours controlling my crotch.
That was tiring already

"Ah" she got up and headed for the stairs

I stare at her until she went inside her room.

Taking a deep breath, I try to think,

what's the word to describe how I feel about her... home?
.. she is my home?.. well. Yeah.. doesn't sound right though

I sigh again, and started to fold and arrange the pillows and rugs we used.

Maybe.. my magnetite? Yeah,
But that's weird.. core maybe.. even weirder..
I desire to have sex with my core

I placed more firewood on the fireplace then head to the kitchen to light the cooking fires.

I was stirring the large pot when Elinea came downstairs, fully dressed,
"Hmm smells good"
She sat on a high stool by a center panel

"It's just porridge, but with the good stuff" I smirk, turning to glance at her, then returning to stirring.

"The jugs have warm milk, and cool juice from the berries we picked," I say before walking to the back door.

I swear I heard her sigh as she poured
herself warm milk and added some honey.

I came back with a big basket of fresh bread.
"You want to eat here or the dining table?"

"Porridge ready?"

"Yes, I'll get you a bowl"

She walked to the dining table,

I placed the basket on the table and went back to get our bowls.

"Well.. I must say.. I'm going to need another bowl after this," she remarked, blowing on the spoon as she took her 3rd bite

"Am glad you like it" I smile, blowing on my own food.

I really don't mind being with her like this. I mean. I sit at the corner of the table, beside her. She's not touching me or anything. So, you know, my down there is restful.

I've known her all my life. And I literally can just stay beside her in silence and really enjoy it. Amongst all of them, she is the one I feel closest to

So, I waited for her to finish her 2nd bowl

"Nia... I have a question, if it's ok"

She glances at me, "sure, about what?"

I take deep breath, "well.. I've been told to find out what word to describe how I feel about you"

She stopped slurping, and stared at me,

I stared back.
This may get embarrassing.

"And?" She asks

"Uh .. how do you feel about me?"