Jordan groaned and rubbed his face. He looked down at his hand and jumped back. "Ew." He wiped his hand in the wastebasket and stood up. Looking in his mirror he ran his fingers on his face.
"Oh, you're up."
He turned and grinned. "It's gone."
She moved to him and ran her fingers over his scarred cheek. "Yep, no more scab. It looks pretty good actually." She picked up the pot.
"It's gone, I don't need that."
"Sugar, it's going to pinch and twist and get dried. You still have to take care of it for a little while." She began to rub the slave into his scar.
He sighed and put his hands on her hips. "At least you'll still do it for me."
"Of course. I like your face."
"Ugh, I'm still sore from the other night. Remind me not to do that too often."
She giggled. "You enjoyed it."
"Oh, hell yeah." He laughed. "But my dick hurts." He whimpered.
"It must, you haven't tried to use it on me since." She grinned. "Why don't you take today off, and I'll massage you better."
"I'd take her up on the offer." Grogek nodded. "Her hands are magic in many ways."
Elunara slipped out from under Jordan's hands and kissed Grogek. "Leaving?"
"Yes." He ran his hands down her ass. "Make sure he gets that massage. See you later." He kissed her and grinned.
Jordan sighed. "I should probably tell Renwa I'm taking the time.
"We'll get a message to him. Now, lay down on the bed."
"But..."
"Face down; I'll get to there later."
He had to admit, she was expert in all things body.
She stood up. "I'd say you're done."
He tugged her back on top of him. "Not quite." He ran a hand through her hair and pulled her face close to his. They mated their mouths together.
"Mm, I'd say I fixed your...." She sighed at the knock on the door. "Hold on." She climbed down and made her way down the stairs. Opening the door, she blinked. "Oh, Renwa. Sorry, I guess I forgot to send a runner."
Jordan yanked on his pants and made his way to the stairs.
"Ah, Elunara, forgive the intrusion, Zelinnia has managed to lock herself in one of your... contraptions, and locked the door. I can't get her out." He sighed. "You're the only person she wants."
Elunara frowned. "I'm not sure what in the world could have happened."
Renwa looked up the stairs at Jordan in only his pants. "I only need notification of off days if it affects something important, day to day is your business." Renwa grinned.
"Sorry, Sugar, we can continue the session later."
He sighed. "Maybe I should get dressed and go about the day."
She shrugged. "With Zelinnia, this could take five minutes, it could take all day."
"I see the rest of that mess has come off of your face." Renwa smiled.
"Yeah." Jordan rubbed his fingers over the star shaped scar. "I guess this is the best it's going to look."
Elunara kissed his scar. "It looks kind of cool." She tugged on her shoes. "I'll see you later in the day."
"He's looking well."
"Now that the rest of that messy scab came off, I'm hoping he'll feel better about himself."
Renwa laughed. "You'll do that on your own."
"I hope so. At least he can't pick at it."
"I don't know what Zelinnia has done to herself. She sounded like she was in tears, but I couldn't get the door open."
"I'll get her out." Elunara sighed. "But what could she possibly be trapped in? Which room?"
"Upper bathroom."
"Huh." Elunara shook her head. "Bathrooms are messy places; I didn't put too much in there." She jogged upstairs and knocked on the door. "Zel? Sweetie? It's me."
"It's just you, right?"
"Renwa's downstairs and he's really worried."
Zelinnia cracked the door and peeked around.
"You're not locked in?"
"Just come in." Zelinnia scooted back, hiding behind the door.
Elunara walked in and froze. She stared at the blood on the floor.
Zelinnia closed the door and wrapped her arms around Elunara. "I didn't know what to do!" She wailed.
Elunara stared at the blood on Zelinnia's clothes. "Sweetie, what happened? What did you do to yourself?"
"I... I just.."
"Zelinnia, sweetie, we have to get Ina."
"NO! He'll know!"
"He'll know what? Sweetie, I don't even know what's wrong."
"Oh, Gods. I was... I was pregnant. Ina told me a couple of weeks ago, and I just... I couldn't..."
"Did you do this?" Elunara whispered, remembering her own moment of panic.
Tears streamed down Zelinnia's face. "I hadn't told anybody because I was still trying to figure it out myself... then my stomach started hurting this morning... and I didn't know what to do. I thought maybe I ate something bad. Then the blood came and I just knew... and then it didn't stop." She buried her face into Elunara's shirt and just kept weeping. "It's... It's..." She pointed.
Elunara looked into the mess bucket and winced. There was so mistaking that. She looked around the room. "Oh sweetie, we have to get Ina, I can't help you." She wrapped her arms around the wailing woman.
"NO!" He can't.... He can't know."
"He has to know. You can't keep this from him."
"It'll break his heart."
"Sweetie, you're killing him. He's downstairs in a panic and doesn't know how to help you. Let me get Ina."
"Don't leave!"
Elunara sighed. She reached down and grabbed Zelinnia's dress and ripped out a piece of fabric. She grabbed a tooth brush and dipped the end of it in blood and scribbled a message. Satisfied with her work, Elunara wadded the fabric and tossed it over her shoulder. Sitting down in the floor, she pulled Zelinnia into her lap and waited.
Ina came charging into Renwa's house. He blinked at the woman and the priestess following behind her. "What's going on?"
Ina didn't pause, just ran upstairs, priestess in tow.
"WHAT'S GOING ON?" He screamed and chased after them.
The priestess blocked the top of the stairs. "Forgive me Admiral; I cannot let you past me."
"What is going on?"