Erasthais Across Time

9 - Wrong Foot, Right Foot

Danielle's POV:

I thought we were working on friendship first? Xena chided. A kiss can be friendly, I scolded back. Walking down those stairs was difficult because every part of me wanted to turn around and look at him, knowing he was watching me. When I walked into my room, I laid on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. They didn't know? I asked Xe. I guess not, she said. I should've stayed. I should've been there to walk him through what happened, I said, sitting up and putting my head in my hands. No, don't beat yourself up over that. What's done is done. I was weak and you were looking out for our safety – which is normally my responsibility. They weren't an option anymore and you did the most reasonable thing in your situation. Yes, maybe we could have stayed and talked it out with them but I think that could have damaged the relationship more. Don't go back on "what if's"– you can't do that to yourself, she said. Yea, I guess. I still feel guilty though, I said with a sigh. I played out the scene of events that just occurred. His hands...his lips...that tongue...Another shiver went through me. Now I need a cold shower. I ran the tub and filled it up with my – or should I say his – favorite scent bubbles and relaxed for some time, massaging my muscles and just enjoying the peace and quiet. Xena started to purr with satisfaction, gradually getting louder. What's gotten into you? I asked her with a chuckle. Mmmm...I can smell them – I can hear them, she said. Hear them? What do you mean? Are they in the bedroom? I asked, getting a little worried I didn't lock the bedroom door. No...they're right above us in the shower...They're "taking care" of themselves and I can smell it, she said with another chuckle. Taking care...? You mean they're masturbating? Xena! Give them some privacy, jeez, I said rolling my eyes, and sinking lower into the tub water. They're doing it because of us, because of you. He wants to mate with you again very badly, Xena said very matter-of-factly. Yes, thank you, I got that when he ate me out before, but like I told them – I'm telling you: we have to take this slowly. We can't just rush into things due to our desires or urges, I said, dunking my head under the water then coming up. Once I did, the overwhelming scent of burning cedar wood and pomegranate filled my nostrils. Xena purred in agreement. I got out of the tub and went to put on my clothes from before but then slowly realized Damien had nothing to change into. I went over to my closet and pulled out some old, baggy clothes I used to wear and figured they were oversized enough to work for him. Then, I decided I wanted to experiment a little with what Xena said so I put on one of my summer pajama cami and short sets, put my hair up in a messy bun and walked upstairs. I knew what I was wearing was more than revealing in all the right places, and I was potentially setting myself up for disaster but I was willing to take the risks. When he opened the door, I almost went weak in the knees – his V-cut 8 pack was staring me in the face and water droplets clung to them. I had a hitch in my throat that I needed to clear but I couldn't make it obvious. I forced my eyes up to his face and noticed he was just as captivated by my appearance as I was with him. He was practically drooling over me with his eyes, everywhere they looked. I saw an opportunity and cleared my throat. "Sorry, can't help it. You look..." he said, rotating his head as his hand gestured toward my everything, while Zeus finished his sentence with a seductive growl. Flattered but also embarrassed I told them I would cover up next time to which I received a loud "No!" from both of them. I explained that I had extra clothes and I offered it to Damien. He was hesitant at first but then took them, and when he did, boy, was I in for a reminder of what I had been missing. He dropped his towel to put on the shirt and his dick was directed right at me, erect and all. I instinctively licked my lips while his face was covered and realized how much I wanted to have a taste. He was about to pull his head through the shirt when I forced my eyes to look up, pretending like I was avoiding what was in front of me. I shook my head to refocus. "What?" he said, with a huge grin on his face, telling me he dropped the towel on purpose. I pretended to scold him, saying that he should have covered up, and he reminded me that I was acquainted with this very long, very wide piece of himself. When he was covered, I tried to switch topics to see if he felt better after taking a shower and having new clothes on but he brought the conversation right back to his dick and so I had to leave before I ignored my own advice. Show him what he's missing, Xena suggested. As I walked away, I threw my hips more when I walked, causing a sashay in my stride. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was still watching me and only until I was out of sight did he close his door. Oh boy, I think I need a cold shower now, I thought. Noo, where's the fun in that? Xena said. What do you mean? I said, closing and locking my bedroom door – not that the lock would matter if he really wanted me but still, it offered some kind of defense. Make them smell us, Xe said with a devious chuckle. Hmm, okay, I said, and pulled out my favorite toy, slipped off my shorts and layed on top of my bed. I turned on the device and instantly let out a moan as its mild vibrations always sent a chill through my spine the second it hit my clit. They heard you. Go again, Xe offered. And so I did. I began pleasuring myself until I had my second biggest orgasm in a while. "Damien!" I said in a loud whisper. Funny enough, I could have sworn I smelt his scent even more now then I did earlier. I then cleaned myself up and fell asleep.