Sophia sighed as the shower water drained on her body. The warm water rinsed her hair, she rubbing suds of soap on her head to erase the dirt from her. "It feels wonderful to shower." She said, as she allowed the water to drain from her, and into the pipeline. Other women had entered the shower room now and were all doing the same thing as her. Sophia now feeling a little uneased as women walked past her shower. Once the curtain even pulled open, and a woman apologized for invading her privacy. "Sorry Sophia!" She said. It was her job to play it off as if nothing had happened before. She quickly grabbed a hold of her towel and dry herself, exiting the showers and out the room, down the hall to her room. Avoiding eye contact with anyone who passed her including her husband. "Sophia- where are your clothes?" Tiberius asked. "I just exited the shower room." She replied and Tiberius followed her from behind and into her room, to make sure no one entered without her consent.
"Are you alright my love, you look as if you have seen a ghost." He said, his voice quieting down in the low echo of the room. "Just was interrupted in my showers, I prefer to go in the hours of when women are not there, but things changes, the timing was poor, and they entered." "Well, I'm sorry my dear. I have a shower in my own room, you may use that as you wish." he said biting into his apple. Sophia's room was empty, nothing in it but a closet with a few of her dresses that she never brought into her husband's room. "We share a bed, a room, a heart, why not a closet my love?" He asked, paying no attention to his naked bride as she got dressed. "I don't know Tiberius- I cannot answer your question." She said, as she brushed the cotton towel on her head, and allowed her hair to dry meanwhile she slipped on her underwear, the thin line slipping between her cheeks.
Tiberius watched and only asked a question.
- Does that not irritate you? With the thin line between your ass?Sophia looked at him and gave him a mental slap with his use of words. "No it does not. It's comforting to me compared to what we have otherwise" "Interesting, being a woman must be very hard then." He replied. "Not as hard as being a walking scrap of metal." She said under her breath. Within a moment Tiberius had been standing behind her and his cold metal hands touched her hips. "You know I am not just metal right? I am leather, and chain. And flesh" He replied. "Yes, I am some metal but not all." He growled, and Sophia shuttered and moved forward to get away from him. "D-Don't do that to me!" She huffed and bounced her body, it jiggling her breast as well. Tiberius couldn't help but laugh when this happened. "Do your breasts always do this?" He asked, taking off his helmet. Sophia looked deep in his eyes and slapping him dead in the face. He rubbed his red cheek, and sat back down onto the stool he was on before, as he watched her dress again. He was like a pouting child when Sophia yelled at him, but knew he deserved it sometimes.
Sophia began to get dressed in something other than her dress. A toga. "Are you not on nursing duty today my dear?" He asked, pleased to know she wasn't. "No- today your father is showing me around the castle, and I will be having a personal meeting with Ira and Apollyon sometime this evening. Tiberius was sad, and his head sunk. Sophia noticed the shift in room atmosphere, but lifted his chin. "Then afterwards, it will be me and you." She replied, and a smile rose on his face. "Wonderful. Just be careful" he said, and stood again. There was a great distance in height. Enough to put another person. Sophia was an off 5'7 and Tiberius was 6'5. That was enough for someone as tall as a child to sit between them. Tiberius had learned to not tease her on her height since she didn't like it. He picked her up bridal style, and carried her around the room, before exiting and down the hall. "Ah! Darling! I can walk on my own!" She replied. "We have business to attend to this morning"! "And when you are free, I have some ale we can drink, you know, ease back and relax".
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CHAINS − FOR HONOR
FanfictionA story of a Warden's Oath and a Faction's War. "For years all factions have been at war with each other. No end in the massacre. Only the beginning; to an end. Fallen brothers, stepped on by their own, in adrenaline to pump their veins, nothing ma...