It had been a long, grueling fight out in the battlefield. Many an axe swung and clanged against metal again and again, and, alas, our poor hero Nathaniel would not fare well under such constant onslaught from the enemy. Dragged out of harm's way by his fellow soldiers, he remains lying on a stretcher in the medical tents a couple miles back.
"Oh, you look worse for wear." Nathaniel hears as a fellow medic comes in to assess the damages. "My name's Brianna. Now let's take a closer look then." Despite wanting to say something, Nathaniel's eyes remained looking at the roof of the tent, knowing it was too painful to even turn to face the medic at this time.
Her touch was gentle against his rugged body, and after a few minutes of pleasant sensations in comparison to the field, the sound of scribbles against a clipboard could be heard. "Looks like the damages, whilst many, are not deadly. We should have enough mana in reserves to get you back to full health and back on the battlefield for tomorrow."
This was great news for Nathaniel, knowing how brutal the battle was out there, the army needed every last soldier it could spare. "Just relax for me, and this should be over in a few minutes." he heard from Brianna, and, knowing how capable the medic team had been so far, he had no reason not to close his eyes and lay there, waiting to see what happens next.
That was the first time he felt it, this healing aura from the medics. It was soft, it was smooth, and he found himself relaxing deeper than he could've ever imagined as his cuts and wounds slowly repaired. His breathing fell deeper and even a deep sigh slipped past his mouth as he reveled in such an enjoyable feeling, yet, before he knew it, the feeling diminished, disappearing just a second later.
"Okay, all done. Rest here for tonight and you'll be ready to go in the morning." Brianna said with a smile. Nathaniel was still getting over the sensations he experienced, and only when he heard her footsteps walking away did he spring up in place and call back out for her.
"Hmm? What's the matter?" as she looked concerned towards Nathaniel. He looked fine from her perspective, so she wasn't sure what could prompt such a desperate call back.
"Can you come closer for a second, I want to say something in private." She was hesitant, knowing the strength of these warriors, but she had a duty to care for each one, and they were in a public space as is. As Brianna stepped closer to Nathaniel, he let out a whispering tone, showing small signs of embarrassment. "You know that healing you just did to me? Are you able to cast something like that, but without the healing part?"
She looked confused at him for a second, wondering what on earth he could want with such a thing. "So, you want, let's say, a blank spell? Magic with no intent?" and yet she was only left more confused when he simply nodded his head. She had never really done this before, though it seemed simple enough, and the evening was drawing to a close...
She sat on the bed right next to him as she started focusing, and as her hands glowed this translucent white, Nathaniel pressed his shoulders against them, and relaxed once more. There he was, in front of Brianna, a fully strong warrior, able to take down countless men, left vulnerable at her simple touch, hearing his deep breaths and sighs once more. She stared him up and down, admiring his physique, displayed bare due to his discarded top, and as she bit her lip, a sudden moan from Nathaniel woke her from her daze and broke the concentration of the spell, seeing wisps of pink fade away.
"What was that?" she whispered to him, trying to understand what provoked such a sudden sound. "You tell me. Did you get a little excited at what you could see?" Brianna's face immediately went red as she looked away. Thinking back to the last specks she saw, things started clicking into place. The blank spell wanted to be filled by something, and, well, she had a feeling that her lust could take that slot.
She felt Nathaniel's hand graze her face as her head was tilted to look up at him once more. "Want to give it another shot? You don't have to hold back this time. I want to feel your excitement for me through my body." Her mind blanked as she stuttered. She couldn't believe what she was hearing from this powerful warrior, leaving themselves so open for her to lust over, yet her interests and his muscles were pushing her forward, wanting to delve deeper into this debauchery. Before she knew it, she was holding his hand, dragging him back to her private quarters.
As they both entered her room, the door slammed shut. Brianna locked the door behind her, yet by the time she turned back around, Nathaniel was already lying on her bed. A few pats on the bed, and an invite from his curious yet lustful stare sent her sauntering over to his side, and only then did she really feel that warrior grip of his come into play, lifting her up and placing her on top of his hips.
She bit her lip as she kept staring into his eyes, her hands resting on his abs as they slowly travelled up his body, her own body sliding down on top of his, until their lips were mere inches apart. A moment of tension between them, both ready, yet waiting. Her lips touched first, their arms wrapped around in sync, his arms around her waist and her arms around his neck.
