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Aicanath’s Journal and a Trip to the Bath (NSFW)

Okay. I think I have the kinks worked out of the security. I am so desperately sorry for everything that happened, and I hope that I didn’t cause too much of an inconvenience. I am thus making a peace offering.

This was to be the bonus to my latest Fox conversion update, as the towels featured are part of this batch, but I thought I would go ahead and post it now, along with one of Aicanath’s journal entries detailing the actions in the screenshots and daydreaming as he was wont to do.

I do hope you enjoy it, and again, I apologize for everything that seemed to explode yesterday.

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Dear Journal,

It’s a week before I start training at the Academy, and two months that I’ve been with my Tauryon. It’s hard to imagine sometimes, it’s just like you read in storybooks! The noble lord and his lady in rags…or boy, I guess, would be more accurate. I’ve never been so happy. I woke up with roses next to me on the pillow again. Yellow this time, my favorite. I don’t know how he’s so stealthy, but he is, and I hope he knows he could never give me another gift for as long as we live and I wouldn’t bat an eye.

He offered to move my parents into the mansion with us. It’s so huge; they’d have a wing all to themselves! But they still refuse to. Part of it’s pride; they see it as a handout rather than a welcoming them into his family. Part of it is disapproval that I’m living with him and we’re not married. And…well, you know. The usual thing. I know they still love me, but I know it disappoints them. And he is a bit old.

He looks so young, though. I know I’ve said it before, but I wish I knew how he’s doing it. I think it’s why he gets up so early in the mornings, but it’s not my business. Young, old, I don’t care. I love him more than time could ever work its evils!

But, you know, I think whatever is keeping him young on the outside, whatever is keeping him from altogether aging and living long past any mer’s usual span, doesn’t extend to every aspect of his life. What I mean to say is his libido is a bit low. Of course, I don’t mean that in a bad way, exactly. He likes when I play with him, I can always make him cum, and no matter how he is feeling himself, he’ll always tend to me and make sure I’m spent and happy.

He took me to a bath yesterday, for example. It was one of those I’d always heard about that we poor people rarely get to see. One meant for quiet and meditation and solemnity. We swam a bit in the narrow pool that had been sprinkled with perfumed flower petals, and when we finished, we wrapped ourselves in towels and lounged. But of course, we can’t go more than five minutes without necking. Age or not, somehow I get the impression that Tauryon’s sense of discipline might just run deep enough that even his cock is afraid to disobey, and so in this quiet, sacred place, his penis was soft, just peeking from under his towel. But mine was hard as a rock, of course, the towel draped over it like a saddle blanket. I was embarrassed beyond words.

“It’s alright, precious,” Tauryon cooed as he reached down to tend to me. Just his touch was enough to make me melt in his arms.

It was only us there, and I guess he was less afraid of being walked in on by other bathers than I was, not that I could say no to being rubbed and squeezed. He told me to stand, and I did, while he remained on his knees. Gods, that was the best blowjob he’s ever given me, and that’s saying quite a lot. I kept thinking on if someone came in and saw us, saw a Camorin choking on the cock of a commoner, oh, and it made my legs weak. But he held me up, and I held his head as he worked me, and I blew so hard I felt my ears pop!

And then, as always, he held me close to him and we kissed, and I told him how much I loved him, how much I would hurt to go without him when Academy starts. I couldn’t help the tears such a thought brings to my eyes.

He kissed them away, though, told me to head back to the manse, and when he came back much, much later, he bent on one knee, presented me with the most beautiful diamond ring, and asked to marry me. Oh, journal, how could I say no? He told me he had been planning to propose, but had been looking for the right time. He said this way, during the times when we would be apart, all I had to do was look down at my finger and know that his heart was always with me.

And, oh, it is pretty, but no more than my love. His hair like fire married wine, his skin like the lightest green of an indrik’s beautiful tail…

But you know how I can go on, so I will leave this here and think on our wedding, far away though it might be. I do hope he wears something with a ruff! Or his dress uniform! I bet that’s what it’ll be, all black and gold with those gleaming riding boots and jodhpurs. Would I wear my armor? No, that’s silly…but it doesn’t matter. There’s plenty of time, isn’t there? All I must do now is prepare to focus on all my studies and make my beloved proud.

Until next time,

Aicanath (soon-to-be) Camorin

-13 Last Seed, 4E 24

6 Comments

  • Syl

    I love the one where they are lying face-to-face.

    Hot!

    And poor Aicanath– at least he got a good life for awhile.

    That towel is amazing.

    Syl

    • RefurbMadness

      Oh my god they’re so much fun to take pictures together, but they break my heart. As much as I like keeping the whole Tauryon’s anti-aging regime a secret. I was going to finally play Master Camorin and considering keeping him “young” to have Aicanath as a follower, but it wouldn’t feel right. Aicanath got the best of everything and worshiped like a god.

      Ondolemar and Tauryon might be having some words eventually concerning Rei and Sabrael.

      Anyway, thanks! I’m so happy that towel works as intended. Some texture stretching, but that’s to be expected. Only one, one-and-a-half, batches left to convert and it can be yours, all yours!

    • RefurbMadness

      Yeah, they were not together very long, at all. I’d like to do more with them but that’s a lot of sets I don’t have the resources for.

      And the crying. lol

  • jumarbye

    I’m crying just thinking about Aicanath’s short life, but at least he had a chance at love that not everyone has. And when it’s your time, it’s better to go knowing you’re loved.

    (Towels are looking great, btw! 🙂 )

    • RefurbMadness

      Aww. Well he did have a good life and someone who took good care of him. They’ll be together again, I know 🙂

      (and thanks 😉 )

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