Trickster Wolf

Chapter Forty

Waking up I look around seeing I am in a huge bedroom wondering where I am I get up noticing Darius sitting in a chair resting his head on the bed next to be his arms being used like a pillow. Slowly getting up I shakily stand wobbling to the side door that should lead to a bathroom. Making it to the door I am stopped when arms snake around me looking up Darius's sleepy eyes look down at me wondering what I am doing.

"I want a bath" I tell him softly he takes a deep breath in through his nose when he suddenly stops and his face stiffens trying not to show how bad I smell. Snickering at his reaction I open the door turning the lights on. Walking out of his arms into the bathroom I look into the mirror seeing that I am still covered in blood and filth I grimace. Hearing Darius let his breath out and inhaling fresh air confirms my point that I desperately need a wash.

"Yeah you definitely need a bath" He mumbles as he walks in looking me up and down his lips this as he looks over me and he thinks about something. He walks behind me to the bath turning the water on then walks to the shower turning it on. He looks at me then my clothes. I think my clothes are ruined beyond repair and need to be thrown out. It seems like he thinks the same think as he searches for a garbage bag. Holding onto the counter to keep myself up I watch as he gently pushes me into the shower first to get rid of as much dried blood and gunk before going into the bath.

He leaves to find a garbage bag once he is gone my legs give out sinking to the bottom of the shower I sit under the warm water loving the warmth and feeling the dried blook slowly rice away. Some spots needing to be scrubbed off. I remove my shorts that have definitely seen better days next, I take off my underwear, ringing them out to get as much dirt and blood from them as possible I give up after a bit tossing them to the corner of the shower. Siting against the wall of the shower I stretch my legs out where I still can't reach the other side. I use the space to scrub at my legs being careful of gashes and cuts.

Darius comes in with a garbage bag in hand finally having found one he turns the taps off for the bath having it filled with enough water. He puts the bag down before searching the cabinets finding soap, body wash, some bath bombs and whatever else he can find that will make the bath smell good as well as me. He puts them all in the bath except for some where he puts them next to it, he turns to me looking me over his eyes rake over my legs not caring about my nudity but caring about how many injuries I have. Caringly he looks over me. He takes his shirt and pants on keeping his boxers on, stepping into the shower he squats next to me with soap in hand.

He looks to me for permission I roll my eyes lifting my leg closest to him and putting on his knee. Looking down he frowns at all the slowly healing wounds. Readjusting his sitting he crosses his legs sitting on the floor of the shower water spraying him but he doesn't care as his hands gently wash my leg careful around my wounds. Once he's finished with my legs I try to take my top of having difficulty as it clings to me from the water and because it's a sports top. He sees my struggling and moves me towards him my back to him he carefully lifts it up and over my head able to remove it I don't bother trying to wash it and throw it with my other clothes. Darius gets straight to work washing my body seemingly to be unfazed by my bare body.

Once mostly clean of everything and my hair being cleaned and untangled he turns the taps off and carefully helps me into the bath, the water sitting above my breasts. The tub surprisingly deep and spacious. He drops in two bath bombs where my legs are I watch as they fizzle in disintegrate colouring the water. I look to Darius as he watches me, taking his hand t pull him towards the bath showing him that I want him here with me. He slowly gets in behind me his legs falling either beside me with enough space for it to be comfortable. Scootching back I lean my back against him relaxing against him comfortable.

His arms snake around my waist comfortably sitting there, looking into his eyes I see him looking at me lovingly. Smiling I reach up messing his hair up he smiles shaking his head. His head drops to rest his forehead on my shoulder for a little until he kisses my neck sending tingles through my body. Looking at him I turn to him using one hand to hold the back of his neck he looks confused before I turn my head to him kissing him on the cheek. He stills not expecting it, eyes widening looking at me in surprise I give him a sincere smile. He smiles back his hand hold the side of my face as his lips softly meet with mine giving me the gentlest kiss.

We stay in the tub until the water is murky and lukewarm just enjoying each other's company. When we get out Darius gets out first getting towels for us he wraps one around his waste then helps me out and wrapping one around my shoulders. Drying myself I wonder what I will wear to bed. Darius quickly dry's off then he dry's my hair and brushes it, it takes a while to get all the knots out but by the end my hair feels soft and nice now that it isn't tangled. He walks out of the bathroom into the bedroom disappearing for a few minuets before he comes back wearing clean and dry boxers. He hands be one of his shirts and a pair of my underwear, happily I put them on. Yawning I stretch ready for bed.

Darius swiftly spicks me up taking out of the bathroom he turns the light off and carefully pulls the duvet out of the way before placing me down. He lays down next to me pulling the cover over us and lays down turning of the light on the bedside table. I move to him snuggling into his side he adjusts himself to get comfortable and making sure I am comfortable. Sleep easily taking me into a dreamless sleep.