Encounter #4
Athanatos awoke in midair, screaming. The door slammed shut behind him before he landed on the polished stone floor and slid. The monk crashed into wooden furniture, sending chairs flying and tables tipping. Glass exploded all around him into thousands of sharp shrapnel skittering around him.
The world was fuzzy and swayed as he tried to sit up. He groaned and fell back down, too out of it to even wince when he landed on a bunch of glass shards.
The imp saved him from giving in. It scared him to think he couldn't remember all the times he had already given in. Yet, he felt it deep in his soul. A growing desire... a longing for Meridiana's embrace. To kiss her lips instead of fighting her. His body reacted just thinking about it.
If he gave in again, he'd wake up in the bed surrounded by beautiful, seductive women. How many more times could he give in before he'd never want to leave that bed?
"Oh, my oh my, what have you done?"
Athan squinted at the high-pitched feminine voice. He could barely see. There were a few lit candles in the room. A blurry green woman ran towards him, her arms flailing around.
"You've ruined my dining hall!" When he didn't react, she reached down and slapped his face. "Hey mister, talking to you!"
Her small, green hand stung, leaving a mark, causing him to groan.
"You're naked and bloody! Where did you even come from?"
Athan's eyes fluttered as he tried to comprehend his situation. This woman was very upset, very green, and extremely beautiful. He looked at her and realized she was short too. She had long pointed ears, large violet doe eyes with long lashes, plump lips and sharp, deadly teeth.
"Are you daft?"
"Dizzy, w-what happened?" He stuttered and groaned as he felt all the aches and cuts on his body.
"You flew into my dinning hall and made a huge mess. That's what happened!"
"I'm sorry," he said scratching his head. She helped him sit up, brushing his skin clear of glass shards. "Someone threw me, I think."
The short green woman sighed and seemed to relax a little.
"Alright well, apology accepted. I'm Jotsi, I'll be cleaning up this horrid mess," she said with another deep sigh.
"I can hel..."
"You'll spread blood everywhere you mean... no you need to wash up. There's a washroom through that door," she pointed to a door with a sign. The sign showed a person diving into a fountain like pool with a big red circle around it, a red line cut through the picture. "Go clean yourself up while I attend to this. Then we'll get you some food and you can be on your merry way."
Athan looked at her confused. She wasn't going to... you know what he wasn't going to jinx it.
"Okay, thank you Jotsi, my name is Athanatos."
"Immortal huh?" She paused in thought, "beautiful name, now go, go clean up." Jotsi urged him off after helping him stand. She gave a knowing smile, glancing at his package and watched him go, angling her head, arching an eyebrow at his bare ass. His cheeks flexed with each painful step.
She surprised him by knowing the meaning of his name. He chuckled to himself. Funny when you think about it. His name meant immortal and then he was gifted immortality by a dragon. Or did he take up the name after being gifted with long life? He couldn't remember. This place has that affect. Things were difficult to remember.
"And don't come back naked!" She said, stifling her laughter. She though he was cute, in a clumsy human kinda way.
He winced with each step over the field of broken glass. Now that he stood, he could see the rest of the room. There were several tables, all made up with plates, silverware and glasses. Well at least the tables still standing, untouched by his grand entrance.
He noticed an unlit fireplace against the far wall. Next to it was the door to the kitchen. Athan felt bad for making a mess of the place. So far, he only met seductive temptresses, all out for his cock. Jotsi seemed nice and cute when she was angry. However, she didn't put any moves on him.
Maybe he could get the lay of the land from her when he got back? If he was really lucky maybe she'd help him escape. He better not upset her again just in case.
[[Into the washroom]]
Into the washroom
He stood in a smaller room with benches and togas hanging on hooks. It looked like a changing room. Another door on the far wall led into the washroom. Well, he didn't need to change.
When Athan walked through the washroom's door he paused in shock. When he thought of a washroom, he never imagined such a grand spectacle as this.
There were stalls on one end, each with their own door. A row of porcelain sinks on the other. That alone would have been new to Athan, but in between them... a large fountain bath with a marble sculpture of a strange woman. She had the upper body of a gorgeous, well endowed woman. She had starfishes covering her nipples. The strange part though was her lower half, a fish tail instead of legs.
Athan never saw anything of the like before. The woman held a pitcher, pouring water into the fountain beneath her.
He didn't know how to use the washroom since nothing like it existed on his world. It made him wonder how many worlds there were and how many had Meridiana been to. Why was she so interested in his?
With pained steps he made his way over to the fountain, leaving bloody footprints in his wake.
The water was surprisingly warm to the touch. He sat down on the edge and let his legs dangle over. Warm currents flowed around his feet.
"Well, the picture did show someone diving in." He thought out loud. Never once wondering what the red circle with a line through it meant. He pushed himself off the edge and sank into the fountain's warmth.
Underneath the water felt divine. Soothing, like a soft full body massage. He faintly felt a pair of hands caress his arms before lifting him up. He placed his feet on the bottom and rose from the water in a panic, expecting to see someone there. But he was still alone.
Did he imagine the hands?
