Isonei curled close to Draeseth, feigning sleep, as he carried her wrapped in his cloak into the home of Daga Liadith. As far as Leiran manners were concerned, at this time of night, their host wouldn't be obligated to greet them. The rudeness of their late arrival would be canceled by the rudeness of his postponed welcome. Neither would be mentioned in the morning. Still, with the bruises on her neck, it had been considered wiser to wrap her up and take her in unseen.
They were shown to their cluster of rooms by polite servants, and a separate room was offered for Lady Isonei if she desired it. Had she not been feigning sleep she would have been able to reassure the suddenly stuttering servant she did not require it. Burgath attempted to reassure the youthful-sounding man that Lady Isonei was quite content in Prince Draeseth's chambers. The way he ignored the Prince's assurance and bid them a pleasant rest told her the servant was dubious of that at best.
Safely in their room, Draeseth laid her on the bed and unwrapped her. "Krouth was meant to be here with clothing for you. He suggested it after the state of your dress when you were taken from me. I tried to choose beautiful dresses for you," he knelt, leaning over her on the bed and kissing her gently. "But I wanted to see you in black, all of them have at the least some black embroidery."
"I'm certain they will be lovely, my Draeseth." She wrapped her legs around him pulling him down on top of her, "I still remember you wanting to see me in black silk stockings when you stole my white ones."
"See you in them?" He shifted to push her skirt out of his way, "No, woman, I want to-"
The sound of Krouth clearing his throat loudly startled them both. "I took the liberty of drawing a bath for Lady Isonei and I have fresh clothes for both of you for the morning. As it is late, I would advise you to bathe and sleep your Highness, being late for breakfast with the Daga will not be looked well upon." His almost put upon tones made Draeseth snort as he squeezed her thigh.
"Thank you, Krouth. A bath sounds wonderful." She grinned up at Draeseth's now sour face. "But while his Highness may eventually let me sleep I don't think tonight will be the night."
The growling grunt in his throat as he tried to maintain his sour expression sent her into a giggling fit. His lips were curving despite himself as she pressed playful kisses to his set mouth. "If you wanted to sleep you wouldn't tease me the way you do."
"Your bath is cooling, Lady Isonei."
"Come bathe with me?" She murmured kissing along his jaw. "If you do I promise I won't make you take one in the morning."
Draeseth's quiet throaty laughter as he stood and helped her up made her beam. "I would like to see you make me bathe, woman."
Before she could offer a retort, Krouth hissed something in Torgan, stepping toward her. Draeseth sounded almost defensive as he answered. "It would be thoughtful if you would speak something I can understand until I've learned more Torgan."
"Krouth feels very strongly that I should be more gentle with you. I told him you did not share his concerns."
"That is very true, my flower wine. But your handiwork is a bit troubling to look at and his concern is sweet, whether it's on my behalf or on yours."
"I will take that into consideration, my jewel. But I will not be chided for enjoying you."
"I don't want you to be chided for enjoying me, I enjoy your biting kisses as much as you enjoy giving them to me." She wrapped her arms around him as he smiled and blushed. "I enjoyed everything you did and when I'm no longer so bruised I hope you'll do it again."
"Woman, I may not wait until your bruises fade if you keep reassuring me so warmly."
"Come bathe with me." Isonei kissed his chest and tried to pull him forward.
"The bath is too small for you both, Lady Isonei." Krouth sounded tired and annoyed. "Please, this way."
Letting go of Draeseth with an exaggerated pout, she followed Krouth through the rooms to the bath. A fire was laid, warming the room, and the tub itself was steaming. The Lerian baths with their smaller, shallower metal tubs were still rather pretty. Instead of the sunken pools she was accustomed to in Ara, the tub was raised, almost on a pedestal, and the exterior was covered in painted tiles. But, perhaps, the most important difference to remember when bathing in Leria, was to wash before getting into the water.
Krouth unfastened her gown before stepping out and closing the door and she slipped out of it with an amused smile. Usually, servants would stay to undress the bathers and take away the soiled clothes, bringing fresh as the bath ended. Undressing herself for a bath was most likely something she should get used to if Draeseth wouldn't be bathing with her.
Naked, she laid her clothes carefully on a bench where an attendant should have been waiting. She shook her head with a sigh seeing that the washing seat had not been prepared. The Torgans must have expected to bathe in the tub itself. Arranging the seat and soaps in the proper place, she turned the valve that would send water cascading out of the spout behind her. The warm water felt heavenly pouring over her back and shoulders.
Isonei was almost finished washing as the door opened and Draeseth stepped in looking at the empty tub with a frown. "I thought you would be eager to get into the tub."
"In Leria you wash outside of the tub and then you soak, my flower wine. I thought you knew that and wanted to behave yourself while I got clean."
"What is the point of the tub if you wash outside of it?" He almost sounded sulky, looking at her as if he'd been denied something.
"I'll show you while you wash yourself." She turned the valve letting the warm water rinse the rest of the soap from her skin as he watched.
As she turned it off he began to strip off his clothes with an urgency she was well acquainted with. "Wash me, woman."
"I'm clean and I want to enjoy my bath. You didn't come with me when I asked so you have to bathe yourself now." Rising from the seat and grinning impishly she walked around the tub on the opposite side so he couldn't grab her. "I'll be happy to watch and tell you if you're doing it right, my magnificent beast."
"Woman, before bed I will turn you over my knees."
"Mmm, so I should keep teasing you?" Isonei climbed into the tub and settled herself comfortably in the clean water. "You should sit on the seat and turn the water on, let it wash over you before you use the soap. If you do a good job of washing I'll show you how to enjoy the nice clean water." From where he was standing she knew he could see over the side and into the tub as she ran her hands over herself suggestively.
"Woman." His cock was hardening in the warm air and even though she wanted to tease him like this the thought of getting out and washing him just to have her hands on him was almost too tempting.
"Wash, let me look at you my magnificent beast." Letting her hands stray over her breasts and between her thighs as he stood there transfixed with lust.
"You won't be sleeping tonight, or sitting tomorrow, woman." Draeseth's fervent whisper made her flush with anticipation as she let her fingers spread her lower folds and rub gently along them.
Breathlessly, she spread her legs wider, lifting her feet to rest on the sides of the tub. "Wash, please let me watch you."
For a moment she thought he was going to join her in the tub, but he tore his eyes away with a groan and moved to the seat to wash. Watching as he rinsed, she saw him glance over at her with an almost feverishly carnal look in his eyes. She kept her fingers moving with a slow up and down stroke before taking her fingers over and across her most sensitive spot, wanting to be right on the edge of release when he came to join her in the bath.
He soaped his chest almost angrily but groaned and slowed as he soaped his magnificent grey-green cock. Isonei moaned softly playing with her nipples and allowing herself more pressure as he stood to put on a soapy show for her.
"You are so beautiful, mmm my Draeseth. I love to look at you, to watch you wash is..." She trailed off as he surged forward to lift her from the bath and kiss her forcefully, as if he were going to take her immediately. Instead, he kissed her until she was breathless and eased her back into the tub to continue washing with his back toward her.
"Woman. To see you look at me that way. I won't last if I don't-"
"Don't you dare!" Leaning over the side of the tub, Isonei couldn't help but admire his muscular form from the back even as she chided him, "If you want to please yourself, I want to see it."
Draeseth turned with an incredulous look on his blushing face, "You want to watch?"
"Yes! Didn't you enjoy watching me?" Her face flushed as he growled in Torgan and started to stroke his thick shaft. "I didn't know men could be as large as you are, not just your astonishing member, my Draeseth. Every inch of you is magnificent, imposing, and so breathtaking to look on. Why would I not want to watch?" Climbing carefully from the tub she came closer, sinking to her knees to caress and gently squeeze his balls as he worked his shaft, pressing her fingertips further back, just behind them, to massage.
Looking down at her, his voice was hoarse and earnest as he spoke to her in Torgan. She didn't know what he was saying but she smiled sweetly up at him. His seed began to erupt with impressive force and she struggled not to laugh as it spurted upward and then fell to splatter across her shoulder and onto her breasts.
"Since you've gotten me dirty again, will you let me help wash you?" Teasing him while he held a still dribbling cock in his hand was perhaps not the best idea. She squealed and shrieked with laughter as he growled and held her head, making sure her face got dirty too.
