Thread: Darkness and light (LeatrixSage and Silver Star)

Aelir was almost scared to death when he realized that he was having an erection in front of Liora. It already was shameful for him to have his body reacting that way, let alone in front of a female. The priests in the monastery told him many times that it was nothing more than him being unworthy of the grace of the lord and that whenever something like that happened, it was because his nature of sinner was still inside him. Many times he had to repent and ask for forgiveness only because he woke up with a stiff cock and the older men of his order disliked to see such a thing. The young priest felt bad for the drow, for she had not slept that night only to make sure there would be no trouble, to keep him safe while he recovered from the fatigue. He was used to be the one helping others, not the other way around, so a feeling of guilt soon came to take a place inside his heart. Even if she called him shit all along, she proved to be someone trust worthy and even caring despite her not willing to admit it. I see.. then it should be a matter of getting used to it... The man replied when the dark woman answered to his questions. It was a good thing to know that the pains of riding for long distances would somehow become less troubling as he would get accostumed to it. Soon enough he found himself sitting again on the bed and having Liora kneeling, so dangerously close to his embarassing body reaction that it felt intimidating. He gulped and nodded nervously, allowing the drow to take hold of one of his legs and work her fingers on his sore muscles. Aelir, despite not being a man that trained his body to be strong and resistant, was in very decent shape. Not only because he was young and at the peak of his human nature, but also due to the many tasks the older priests ordered him to do. Being one of the youngest in the order, he had to serve and do all the heavy work around the temple. That meant carrying heavy buckets of water and crates of food, fixing stone walls and columns, and plenty of other tasks that the older and most prestigious members of the group didn't bother themselves doing. Without even knowing it, all those actions helped tone his muscles and make him different from his frail and weak brothers, even if he didn't notice it due to all of them always hiding their shapes under robes. Aghh... The pain was clearly uncomfortable, but the young man tried his best to prevent himself from being too much of a weakling in front of her. Yes, priests like him wouldn't even care about something like that, but maybe, just maybe, he didn't want her to look at him like if he was just a baby. It felt strange... he never cared about anything remotely similar to it. Frowning and doing his best efforts to overcome the pain that her hands on his sore muscles were giving him, he remained sitting and did not move until she released him. He trusted that Liora knew what she was doing, so he thanked her as soon as she finished and watched her storm out of the room with a gentle smile on his face, one that she may have missed if she didn't look back at him. Despite her clear decision of not wanting him to relieve her from pain somehow with his abilities, he felt that she wasn't speaking the whole truth with her last comment. She surely had raised a wall around her heart, he could tell by the way he looked at him, or at anyone actually... he imagined that she must have had a difficult life before their meeting. Maybe later along the way he could get to know more about her, to maybe understand her reasons better. Determined to start the morning and follow the plans for the day, Aelir got up from the bed and put his robes on, followed by his boots. Right after that, he grabbed the bag of books and items he was carrying everywhere he went to and tied it around his waist, and soon enough exited the inn, making his slow and painful way towards the stable where the horses were waiting for them. Mphhh... I'm here... He said stating the obvious, with a smile on his face that hid some discomfort because he was just not used to so much physical activity all in one day. It is a beautiful morning this one. Ah, I think walking towards our next destination will prove to be refreshing, yes...' Aelir said trying to be positive, as he always did, and soon enough tied his bag on his horse's saddle, next to the bag she previously put there as well. The priest tried his best to keep the worries and bad thoughts out of his head, but no matter how hard he tried, they were still there. The inn where they stopped for the night was supposed to be the first step, the safest stop along their way, and already in that one blood had been shed and trouble found. Aelir only hoped that it would not become a pattern from that moment on. I know that you don't want me to help you, but if something hurts... I can also assist you. Consider it please. I won't insist, but the offer still stands. Taking hold of the horse's reins, he stood next to Liora with a kind smile, just looking at her red eyes in hopes of getting some directions from that point on. He was still inside the kingdom that saw him grow, but wasn't all too familiar outside the cities and villages. Shall we march, then?