Steel Wolf

It's Always Something

The city's desalination plant was repaired by Regular Military engineers and pressed back into service, providing drinking and bathing water once more. The water was pumped from the ocean,  filtered, the salt removed, it was filtered again and then pumped into the city's pipes. 

Several deserted homes had become temporary housing, fires lit in order to heat the water.

Tanaya entered one of these abandoned buildings, shadows cast by light from the candle she carried, along with her new clothes. She found a coarse cotton towel in the house, and stripped off her filthy rags, having worn them for almost two weeks straight. Though the Blood Shadows had bathed every day on their journey, it was in small streams or horse troughs. Always cold.

She took her time showering away the dirt and grime in the hot water, using soap left by the previous tenants. Standing beneath the shower, she placed both hands on the wall, letting the heat from the water work its way into her chilled body. She massaged her neck where it had been broken, trying to get rid of the stiffness. The hot water helped somewhat.

She wet her hair, scrubbing it several times, watching the mud go down the drain, eventually becoming clear.

Using a large quantity of soap, she lathered herself very well, entranced by the trails her fingers left in the suds. How she longed to shower with Serenna. Each moment spent with her wife made her feel like she did when she first started dating Maylee, those years ago. A newness. A comfort. A completeness. A pleasant feeling of the unknown.

Soaping her pillowy breasts, a finger brushed a nipple. She thought of Serenna running her tongue over the nipple, lightly flicking it. She squeezed it between her thumb and forefinger, tugging, feeling it stiffen. Running her fingers lightly over it, feeling the rhythmic rippling sensation brought her nipple to its full erectness. She closed her eyes, imagining Serenna's dark brown eyes staring lovingly at her.

With the water cascading onto her back, she tugged and caressed both of her nipples with one hand, the other hand sliding down to her sex. Moving her middle finger into her slit, she lay it over her clit and began tapping. Although covered by hot water, she felt the stirrings deep inside her; felt the slickness of herself. Now gently sliding her finger back and forth over her engorged clit. Her finger found the soft spot directly above her clit and she rubbed it in tiny circles, occasionally tenderly flicking her clit. Ceasing the ministrations on her breasts, nipples standing out proudly, she moved her hand to her vagina, inserting two fingers, pumping them slowly. Her mind's eye saw Serenna lapping her clit, moving her fingers in and out of her pussy.

How long she did this, she couldn't say, as it felt so good; she lost all track of time.

Her hisses, sighs, and moans echoed around the small bathroom. Her fingers and hands becoming more fierce in their movements. A deep breath, followed quickly by a long low moan signaled her climax. Her taut body visibly shook as she reached her peak, shoving her fingers deep into herself as she rode the orgasm high.

When she regained her composure, Tanaya reached out to grab her dirty clothes, throwing them on the shower floor. She poured a little soap on them and began walking around in little circles, mixing the soap with the water. She kicked the clothes around with her foot, stepping on them again and again, to get rid of the dirt. Not the best way to wash clothes, but it would do the trick. She picked up the shirt, rinsing it under the stream from the shower head. Wringing it out and hanging it over the shower rod, she did the same for her socks and pants.

Turning off the water, she used the rough towel to dry herself, then dressed in her clean shirt and pants, slipping on her new leather boots.

None of the clothing was of the loose fit desired by the Guard, that allowing for better freedom of movement. These were just a plain brown regular-cut shirt and ordinary pants. The boots were a little tight, being brand new, but they would fit better with time.