Led_Astray
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As Nisa finished cleaning the wound in his shoulder, Corbin concentrated on ignoring the pain and instead thought carefully about what answer he should give. He did not relish the idea of letting Nisa work whilst he slept, and resolved that he would help.
As he sought for the right words, Nisa leaned forwards and pressed her arm against his bare chest, pinning him down. His breath caught in his throat at the thrill of her bold touch, and he felt his manliness twitch and begin to swell. Fortunately the thickness of his padded hose rendered his involuntary reaction invisible, saving him from embarrassment and from causing offence to his tender carer.
It has been so long since i have felt the touch of a lady... he tthought - then corrected himself. I have never been with a woman that deserved to be called a lady...
He bit his bottom lip hard as Nisa picked up the needle, and felt it peirce the meat of his arm, the pain almost sweet as the thread slid though the tiny hole. And as she leaned forwards to sew Corbin felt the soft swell of a breast against his forearm. The desperate knight closed his eyes as again and again the needle sought his flesh and he groaned softly, a combination of lust and pain.
Finally he felt Nisa’s deft fingers tie off the thread, and opened his eyes – then opened them further. Her shoulder was bare, though she seemed not to have noticed, and the long cut under her collar-bone had begun to gently flow with blood.
“My lady, you bleed…” he murmured.
Automatically, he reached up and pressed the backs of his fingers against the wound, staunching the bleeding – but then, realising that he had just placed his calloused hand so close to Nisa’s breast without invitation he froze, without the with to speak nor remove his hand.
As he sought for the right words, Nisa leaned forwards and pressed her arm against his bare chest, pinning him down. His breath caught in his throat at the thrill of her bold touch, and he felt his manliness twitch and begin to swell. Fortunately the thickness of his padded hose rendered his involuntary reaction invisible, saving him from embarrassment and from causing offence to his tender carer.
It has been so long since i have felt the touch of a lady... he tthought - then corrected himself. I have never been with a woman that deserved to be called a lady...
He bit his bottom lip hard as Nisa picked up the needle, and felt it peirce the meat of his arm, the pain almost sweet as the thread slid though the tiny hole. And as she leaned forwards to sew Corbin felt the soft swell of a breast against his forearm. The desperate knight closed his eyes as again and again the needle sought his flesh and he groaned softly, a combination of lust and pain.
Finally he felt Nisa’s deft fingers tie off the thread, and opened his eyes – then opened them further. Her shoulder was bare, though she seemed not to have noticed, and the long cut under her collar-bone had begun to gently flow with blood.
“My lady, you bleed…” he murmured.
Automatically, he reached up and pressed the backs of his fingers against the wound, staunching the bleeding – but then, realising that he had just placed his calloused hand so close to Nisa’s breast without invitation he froze, without the with to speak nor remove his hand.
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