His Bride to Be [M/M] (Slow Update)

Chapter 16: Training Starts Today

I turned the water off of the grand bathtub and cautiously submerged myself within the steaming liquid. The room was well lit by launders that were floating in this room and I even some how had a window view of the meow outside of the tavern, which I did not understand considering I was somewhere underground.

I had managed to find soap of different assortment resting along the edge of the tub and had found towels within a few of the cabinets in the bathing room. The soaps contained different scenes and appeared to be homemade with herbs and other ingredients. I took one of the small towels and lathered it than myself while sitting within the warm water.

As I washed I could not help but recall the dream I had, if that is what I could call it. I remember being trapped with that man in his bed and the feeling of his skin, how soft it was under my touch as I tried to push him off me.

I remember the feeling of his breath agents my neck and the way he's very being screamed power yet he was nothing cautious and patient with me.

I began to rub my neck gently with the towel as if I could still feel him there.

And most of all I remembered the look in his eyes as if I were his world.

Quickly I discarded the towel within the tub and covered my face feeling with my hands as it began to grow red with embarrassment and submerged myself even further in the water to where my head was only above the surface.

What is going on with me? This morning I awoke to find myself cold yet sweating and, I dare say it, slightly aroused. I am lucky enough I woke before Aerolena or it would have been quiet the embarrassing sight indeed. The water helped calm me down and warm me up at the same time which I am now even more thankful there is a bathing area connected to my room.

I remove my hands from my still flushed face and looked for the towel I was using.

It's no big deal, every man have vivid wet dreams from time to time, it is normal especially in a growing individuals like me. It just means that I am discovering my true nature for my preference.

At that though I stopped looking for the towel and sat to think.

My preference?

I though once again of the figure hovering over me in my dreams and the strange being who is after me as well.

I never though for myself to have an interest in men until the even which I manage to entangle myself within. In fact I never considered myself with an type of woman either, now that I recall. I mean the village where I was originally from did not care whether you were that of homosexuality or that of hetero, it was more under the line you love who you love.

I searched for the towel once more.

I am not alarmed but I would like to put the though of love aside for now, it was just a very vivid, dream.

"As of now you are in my room through Astral Projection, now please tell me, how is it you've found me."

Maybe it wasn't a dream.

Astral Projection is something I do not know of or have I ever heard about it until last night. What is it, what does it do? Questions I would have to save for Aerolena before training begins today.

I finally found the towel, which had sunk to the bottom of the tub. I lathered it once more with the herbal soap and began to wash myself except this time I stood and allowed the soap to lather my body.

After I completed washing mysel I unplugged the drain of the massive tub and stepped onto the cold floor. I grabbed the larger towel from the sink and wrapped it around my frame, then exited the bathroom.