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MD3: This part has some "lime". In other words, there's some intimate scenes, but nothing sexually explicit (that would be called a "lemon").
As they crested the last in a series of hills a small village came in
sight.
They hopped off the hay wagon and crouched in the underbrush until it
was
well past, then they walked along the side of the road.
Lina looked pleadingly at Zel.
"No, I don't think we should." Zel shook his head.
"But Zel…"
"Lina, you're barely used to this form, I don't think…"
"But Zel, I need a bath, and I want a decent meal and a real bed for
once!"
She snuggled against his arm, "Please Zel?"
He knew perfectly well he was being connived, but he didn't really
mind.
Reluctantly he gave in.
"Alright, we'll stay at an inn tonight." he agreed.
"Yay! Goodie! We're staying at an inn!" Lina crowed, making Zel laugh
again.
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They walked down the hill and into town as the sun was setting. It was
a
small village, but it looked fairly prosperous. People were still
bustling
about the streets, and the markets were just closing for the day. As
soon
as they saw the Chimerae, however, a wide berth was cleared around
them, and
mumbling began. The people, of course, thought they were talking
softly
enough that their words wouldn't be heard by the strangers, but Lina
and Zel
were perfectly aware of what was being said.
The most common comment was "What ARE those?" followed closely by (to
their
children) "Keep away from them, they might be dangerous!"
Lina was furious. Zelgadis could feel the wave of anger, and he could
feel
the deep hurt underneath.
"Lina, just ignore them," he muttered under his breath as he put an arm
around her shoulders, both to restrain her and to comfort her, "they're
just
ignorant fools. Come on, let's find that inn."
Lina's eyes were still blazing, but she acquiesced and walked along
with him
to the inn they could see down the street a way. When they got there,
Zel
stared down the innkeeper.
"We want a room," he said, "and access to the baths."
The innkeeper just nodded. "Rooms are one silver a night, and the
public
bathhouse is across from the stables. We have a private bathhouse for
guests, at an additional cost of three coppers per half-hour."
"Fine. We'll take a back room if you have one, and the private bath
for one
hour." Zel said firmly. He had long ago learned that the best way to
prevent people from refusing to deal with him was to simply act as
though he
expected to be served, and wouldn't take 'no" for an answer. People
were
too nervous about what he might do to them if they refused to even
consider
it.
The innkeeper led them to a room near the back of the inn, then told
them
how to get to the bathing room and took their money before scurrying
off.
The room was small, but the bed was comfortable, and that was all Lina
cared
about. She flopped onto it with a sigh of relief.
"Ah! A bed again! I don't think I'm gonna move an inch!" she
exclaimed.
"What about the bath and food?" Zel asked laughingly.
"Aww, they can wait…C'mon over here and try this bed out…it's really
comfy!"
she tempted him, patting the space beside her.
He shook his head ironically and sat down on the edge of it. "Yes,
you're
right, it's quite comfortable." he agreed.
Lina snorted. "You can't tell like that." she said derisively.
Reaching
around his chest from behind, she pulled him down onto the bed beside
her.
"Lina! Careful! You'll break this oh-so-comfortable bed, and then
what
will we do?"
"Oh, I'll be careful, I promise." Lina said as she rolled over to be in
a
better position to kiss Zel.
The bed did creak a bit, but it was sturdily built, and didn't show any
signs of falling apart any time soon, even with the weight of too
heavier-than-human people on it.
The emotions Zel could feel from Lina were actually making him blush as
she
began to kiss him more fervently. He nibbled lightly on her lower lip,
then
kissed his way down to her neck. So intent was he on kissing her he
didn't
register the small, insistent hands about his waist until Lina had
undone
his swordbelt and was slipping her hands up under his tunic. He
nuzzled at
her neck encouragingly and breathed in her intoxicating scent. Lina
moaned
with pleasure as Zel covered the pebbles sprinkled along the lines of
her
collarbones with quick, fleeting kisses, and she swiftly rolled him
over and
started kissing his stomach to return the favour. Slowly she kissed
her way
up his chest, pushing the tunic out of the way as she went, then
suddenly
her emotions changed. She laid her head down on his bare chest and
began to
sob.
Zel wrapped his arms comfortingly around her and tried to sooth her.
"What is it, Love? Why are you crying?" he asked
"Why do they have to be so hurtful? Why can't they just accept that
some
people are different?"
Zelgadis cursed silently. He'd known this would happen, he had KNOWN
it!
He sighed. "Lina, most of these people have no special talent to speak
of
and aren't very rich. Most probably they have never and will never
travel
more than one day's journey away from this village in their whole
lives.
Anything different is a threat to their insular way of life."
Lina let out a shaky sigh. "I suppose I should be used to being feared
by
now, but somehow it's different when you're being called a thing."
"I know," Zelgadis said consolingly, "I know."
Just then a knock came at the door. "Excuse me," a timid female voice
called through the door, "the private bath is ready for you now."
"Thank you." Zel called back. He sat up, cradling Lina's body to his,
and
then hugged her. "C'mon," he said gently, "Let's go check out that
bath you
were so intent on."
Lina scrubbed away her tears with a shaky smile. "That sounds good."
she
agreed.
The two got up and straightened out their clothes, then walked arm in
arm
down the hall to the private bath.
"I'll let you go first." Zel offered chivalrously.
"I'd rather not be alone." Lina admitted, "Unless that makes you
uncomfortable."
"Only I the best possible way." Zel smiled.
Lina giggled at that, and Zel could tell her mood was improving once
more.
She snuggled up a little closer to him as they walked along, and laid
her
head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her waist, and Lina
realized,
as she analyzed the feelings she could sense from him, that he actually
felt
contented.
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AMAYA: well, sorry this one is so short as well, but the lemon is really long,
and
I didn't want to combine the last two for some unknown reason...well,
off to
get some sleep! <Amaya turns in a circle a couple of times, then curls
up
into little ball of fur and tails>