Chapter 38

Black Orchid and Beechwood Soaps

Egad's Villa

7:00 AM

Tommy and Zhal walked into the room Bishop and Gareth were in, after hearing their ruckus earlier at 3:00 in the morning. When they walked in, they saw the two asleep in a very kinky, lusty, and sexy position. The two lovers were embracing each other, Bishop laying over Gareth with his arms and wings wrapped around him. Gareth was also embracing Bishop, with both his arms and legs. Not only that, but Bishop's dick was still partially lodged in Gareth's folds, both of their faces set in rapturous smiles, as well as their bodies and the bed being covered in seed.

Both Tommy and Zhal blushed deeply. "Wow... Looks like Gareth is not only okay, but... It appears both of your parents had a good time once Gareth woke up." Zhal finally spoke.

Tommy nodded. "Trust me... What we heard last night is only a fraction of what they did back home on Sepharth. One time, after Father had a close call when hunting for food, they ended up going at it for half a day. Twelve hours straight, and they were very noisy and vocal. I considered it a blessing by the Five Paragons that we lived in an isolated country dwelling in the forest at the time."

Bishop and Gareth let out moans and yawns, untangling themselves from each other's embraces as they stretched out. Bishop and Gareth sat up, noticing Tommy and Zhal.

"Good morning, Tommy!" Gareth said with a smile, putting his helmet back on, swinging his legs over the bed as he sat up in a seated position. "It's good to see you again after all this time! My my, you have grown since I last saw you. Come here, let me look at you." Gareth extended his burly arms.

Tommy walked forward, feeling much less embarrassed than he usually would. Gareth looked over his son's figure, from his torso, to his legs, and even his wings.

Gareth's face expressed elated pride. "Tommy, my boy... It makes me so happy seeing how much you've grown, and that Cailus couldn't break your spirit. You have grown into a fine, strapping young man, you should be proud!"

"...Thanks, Gareth." Tommy said, smiling with a bashful look as he hugged his sire. "It's good to see you again, and I'm glad you are okay. Your burn isn't bothering you too bad, is it?"

Gareth patted his young dragon man on the back. "Nope. It's actually feeling like it's steadily healing. I hardly feel any pain at all. Whoever healed and tended to me has much skill in healing and medicine."

"I'm glad to hear that, Gareth. It's good to know that my medical skills are helping." A voice said from the door. Everyone turned and saw Symon leaning in the doorway, arms folded with a happy smile as he looked at Gareth.

"It's time for introductions, I guess." Tommy said, kissing Gareth on the side of the cheek. "Gareth, this is Symon Daniels. He is a very renown doctor of his people. He treated your burns and bandaged you, tending to you as you were sleeping."

Gareth looked on at Symon. "I faintly remember you... You ran up after Bishop and the others saved me from the hunters. You put something into my arm, which caused me to go to sleep..."

"True." Symon admitted. "What I injected into you was a sedative. Think of it as a medicine that makes you sleep. It makes it easier to heal. Anyways, I gave you the best burn treatments at my disposal, as well as providing you with an oral nutrient drip. I must say, I am impressed with the effect it had."

Gareth nodded. "I am grateful to you, Symon. I owe you my life, I believe."

Symon smiled, bashful as he scratched the back of his head. "Aw, shucks, it wasn't that big of a deal... I've treated much worse injuries. Not to gloat but treating your laser burns was a walk in the park compared to things I had to do in the past. Anyway, Ryan wanted to see how you were doing after we heard the echoes of your, uh... Early-morning love making. He wanted me to see if you were well enough to come down and bathe with everyone in the commune bath." Symon walked forward, giving Gareth a quick look over, checking his pulse and looking in his eyes with a pocket flashlight and stethoscope, among other basic tests with a few scans with a med tool. Once satisfied, he nodded. "Very good. You're doing quite well, and I predict a swift road to recovery. You're more than well enough to bathe with everyone. Now, come on!" Symon walked over to the door, motioning for everyone to follow. "Let's get cleaned up and ready for the day! Trust me, Gareth: You and your mate will enjoy this bath. The water's nice and warm, and no one will spray you down with anything. That, and Ryan has a nice selection of scented soaps you can take a fondness to."

Gareth blushed a bit, Bishop giving him a reassuring nuzzle. "Don't worry, love. He is being truthful. It will be very nice and feel amazing. Now, let's get ourselves clean of this sticky mess..." Bishop scooped Gareth into his arms, bridal style as he stood up. "...Besides, I've always wanted to bathe and show you off like this, as you have wanted to with me."

Gareth just smiled, placing his arms around Bishop as he carried him to the bath. "Oh, Bishop... You really know how to treat someone to a good time, even in such simple situations."

# # # #

Like Tommy and Bishop before him, Gareth was taken aback by the bathing pool. He could not remember seeing anything like this for a very long time...

After removing his bandages to bathe as well as his WarGreymon helmet, Gareth walked up to the shelves on the wall, lined with soap. After taking in a few whiffs, he selected a bar of soap scented black orchid. He then walked over to the steps into the bath with Bishop, the couple being the last two to step in.

As Gareth stepped in, he felt the warmth of the water surround and engulf him. Bishop wasn't kidding: The water was very nice and warm, and felt good against his scales. The warmth permeated down through his scales and into his muscles, relaxing away the tension that he was still recovering from after his escape from the hunters.

Once they were deep in the bathing pool, Bishop walked up behind Gareth, rubbing wet hands over his mate to rinse him clean of the seed from earlier. Gareth leaned back into Bishop's arms, placing the soap into his mate's hand while taking the soap Bishop handed him, the bar scented beechwood. Bishop nuzzled Gareth a few times. Then, he started to run the black orchid soap across Gareth's scales, gently lathering his body up to get him clean. Gareth returned the favor, rubbing the beechwood bar across Bishop's body while the dragon stood behind him. The whole scene and feelings between the two was very passionate and sensual, each showing their love to each other as they bathed.

Gareth and Bishop unknowingly seemed to give everyone the same idea as they watched. Galen and Amon stood up, the rat going behind the lion as they washed each other in a similar manner. The same happened with Tommy and Zhal. Then Uniko with Hatred and Zarc with Chaos, then Mick with Xen. Even Egad, Jet, and Symon joined in.

Neither Gareth nor Bishop seemed to care that everyone was trying to copy them, though. All that mattered to them was this moment that they were having with each other. Gareth raised his arms slowly, placing them behind his head so Bishop could wash those areas. Bishop nuzzled Gareth a bit more, before giving him a quick kiss on the neck. Then he focused on getting his mate clean for the day...

# # # # #

Once everyone was bathed, cleaned up and smelling nice, Gareth was introduced to everyone in the coven as they all dried off.

"So... The wolves are named Zarch, Chaos, and Hatred... That is Galen, Uniko, and Zhal, the rat warrior is Amon, the fennec is named Jet... Symon I have already met... And the last three are Mick, Xen, and Ryan himself, though he goes by Egad instead?" Gareth recapped from what he was being told. "And Egad is the master of the coven?"

"Yep. Pretty much." Mick answered.

Gareth nodded, taking everything in. "Okay. I understand, more or less... I am very grateful to you, Egad. The quick thinking of your coven, as well as your godson assisting Bishop in stopping the hunters and Symon healing me saved my life, I have no doubt. Both of us are in your debt." Gareth knelt down and hugged Egad, giving him a playful nuzzle.

"Don't worry about it." Egad said with a smile, returning the embrace. "I'm just happy you are okay, and that you are back together with your mate."

"Still, that does leave one question: After that rather... Messy incident, what are you going to do about that wall? Not to mention all the bodies?" Bishop asked, feeling a little embarrassed. "After all, I don't want you ending up in any trouble with the authorities..."

"Don't worry. We got that covered, Bishop." Xen reassured. "We ended up burning the corpses of those hunter bastards in a bonfire after Symon treated you last night. After their flesh had been charred to ashes, we ground up their bones and scattered the ashes and dust to the winds down the road. The blood wasn't an issue to take care of, either. We just had to turn on the grounds' sprinkler system for a few hours. As for the wall, me and Jet have got the story covered for that: We have put together a... Video we made, showing all of us having a small party at the firepit, when someone crashed through the wall in their car, then backed out and drove off. Trust me, we have made the video very believable. The police won't know the difference."

"Yep." Mick nodded. "I even contributed to make the story believable. I had an old junk car of mine in a garage back in Moon City that I brought up here. I used that to make a trail of tire tracks in the yard to the firepit, making it seem like it crashed through the wall. Along with that, I took the car away down the road, and jumped out of it wrecking it into a tree. Also, no worries about leaving behind any forensics. I took every precaution, even going so far as to wear a wetsuit that covered my tail, along with gloves and the whole nine yards. I even sprayed the interior down with bleach and amonia. I also destroyed the license number plates as well, even scratched out all the car's vin stickers."

Bishop nodded. "Well, that's a relief."

"Yes. It's a good thing, too." Egad agreed. "So, Gareth... Since you arrived here with no clothes of your own other than your helmet, you will need something to wear. Though to tell you ahead of time, the outfits I have my coven wear, along with the outfit I gave Bishop after his fighting pants got ruined are very revealing. I hope you don't mind that I have taken the same route with your outfit?"

"Not at all, it's perfectly fine." Gareth said, smiling. "The way I view it, having some clothes is better than none. Especially after the past five years... That, and I wouldn't mind showing off for my manly dragon chess piece." Gareth gave Bishop a wink.

Bishop just grinned right back. "To be honest, I never got tired of you referring to me as such."

"Bishop to D-5." Jet said jokingly.

After everyone let out a chuckle at Jet's joke, then Egad looked at Gareth. "So, like I said I picked out an outfit you may like." Egad went over to the one of the shelves, retrieving a box he placed there before they got in the bath earlier. "If you want, we could either have Bishop watch you dawn the outfit, or you can go into the other room and surprise him. I'll leave that decision up to you." Egad walked up to Gareth, handing him the box.

Gareth mulled over the thought for a few seconds. "...I think I would like to surprise Bishop." He nuzzled Bishop, then walked over to the room that held the shower. "I'll be back out in a bit, love."

Bishop nodded. "I look forward to it."

A few minutes passed, as everyone got dressed. Once everyone was dawning their apparel, Bishop took a quick glance over to the shower area. A few moments later, he watched Gareth step out showing his new outfit.

Bishop immediately felt his face turn a lusty, heated crimson.

Gareth stood in the doorway, wearing a purple high-hemline hooded jacket adorning gold stripes with a few belts around the shoulders, the sleeves stopping at his elbows. His private parts were covered with a modest, yet skimpy bright yellow thong. Other than his now nicely polished helmet, that was all the clothes that Gareth was wearing, and to Bishop, his mate didn't just look hot: He looked like pure perfection in his eyes!

"Uh... Bishop, are you okay?" Symon asked, poking the dragon's arm. "You're bleeding a little from the nose..."

Bishop snapped out of his haze of ardor. Symon was right, there was a small trail of blood running from one of his nostrils! He quickly grabbed his nose before any blood could get on the floor. "Oh! Oh my, I'm so sorry, Egad! I just..."

Egad just chuckled. "Bishop don't worry. Just relax. Even if you did get a little blood on the floor from your nose, it will clean right out. Besides, the floor here is rather plain: It's simply granite tile, it's not like it's polished ivory."

"Here, this will help." Symon got a red handkerchief out of his pants pocket. "No worries."

Bishop took the hankie and applied pressure to his nose, feeling relived but a little embarrassed as well. Gareth walked up and stroked a hand on Bishop's shoulder.

"It's okay, love. I adore your outfit, too." Gareth said, smiling as everyone went back upstairs.

# # # # # #

Once back upstairs, everyone congregated in the kitchen as the tea and coffee makers were started up. As everyone started to get caffeinated, Zarch, Uniko, Chaos, and Hatred started to prepare breakfast for the coven.

"So, have anything in mind you were thinking of cooking, Uniko?" Zarch asked, getting out some bowls and spoons from the cupboard.

Uniko got out some eggs, onions, peppers, and some garlic from the fridge and pantry. "I was thinking on some bowls of Chakchouka to start with."

Zarch nodded. "That sounds like it would go well with what I'm going to make: Banana Pancakes. It willstrike a nice balance between salty and sweet."

Egad nodded as the rest of the group stepped out of the kitchen to give the chefs room to work. "Both sounds scrumptious. All of us look forward to it."

Everyone else then settled in the living room, drinking their selections of tea or coffee. Then, there was someone ringing the doorbell.

Mick sighed, getting up from the couch. "I'll get it. I have a strong gut feeling that it's Jean."

Mick went over to the front door and opened it. Sure enough, Jean-Yves Ticcoran was standing there.

"Good morning once more, Monsieur Mick." Jean said with a smile. "I understand that you, your uncle and company had a bit of an incident last night, from what he told me over the phone... Some drunken party-goers rammed through the fence with a stolen car, then took off before they could be identified?"

Mick nodded. "Yep. You nailed it on the head, Inspector Ticcoran. Please, come in, we were just starting to have coffee. I could get you a cup if you would like."

"Yes, please." Jean said. "To be honest, I have a feeling I will need it today." Jean walked in, noticing Bishop and the newcomers. "Ah! Monsieur Frank! I didn't know you were associated with Monsieur Mick and his uncle! Good to see you!"

Bishop stood up. "Good to see you, too Inspector. Me and my family are new employees of Mr. Foxmoore in his adult party business. My son, Terry had expressed interest in his business when he found a 'help wanted' ad on an anonymous job board. Of course, I was concerned for him as well as my mate, Gerald." Bishop motioned over to Tommy and Gareth.

"Yes." Gareth said, playing along like a natural. "It's only natural for a parent to be leery of these things. More so for me since I gave birth to Terry. Not to get into too much detail, but I am a Hermaphrodite. So, back on subject: When Terry expressed interest in this and showed us the ad, we allowed him to pursue it on one condition: That we all go with him as a packaged deal. So far, this has turned out to be a very good decision for all of us, as we all find the work very enjoyable."

Tommy nodded in agreement, also going along with the act. "Yes. To be honest, Inspector this is the first job I have had. I'm not going to lie, though. I believe I have found something to be passionate about in life."

Jean nodded, smiling. "Very good. I'm happy for you and your family, Monsieur Frank." He took a quick sip of his coffee. "Anyways, good to see you. But I'm afraid we may have to talk more later... I must go back in the yard and start doing a quick analysis of the scene, as well as view the security footage from last night."

"Yeah. We figured you would need the security footage, Inspector. I just saved a copy of it to my laptop." Xen said. "I'll go get it now so you can review it."

"Very good." Jean said. "So, Monsieur Ryan... My sincerities that you had to go through that last night. From the descriptions you gave me of the car's occupants, they sounded like the typical group of drunken teenagers." Jean let out a sigh. "It seems no matter what day and age you live in, young people just cannot keep their hands off of alcohol..."

"Sad, but true." Egad agreed. "It seems youthful stupidity, ignorance, and disobedience can never go out of style..."

Both nodded in agreement. "Yes, sad but true indeed. Back when I was in my youth, my mère and la pere would tan my rear with a willow branch if I even tried to sneak into their wine cabinet before I was of age." Jean continued. "It's depressing that today's generation can't bring themselves to enforce the same discipline on the matter... Anyways Monsieur Ryan, please lead the way and show me how bad the damage is. I can even recommend a contractor if needed."

"Gladly, inspector. Right this way." Egad then led Jean through the door of the back patio as the continued to converse. "Also, don't worry about the matter of recommending someone to fix it. I appreciate the gesture, but I've already hired a crew to come by later today to repair and renovate that part of the wall..."

Everyone in the room let out a collective sigh of relief once Jean was out of earshot. "Well, good. I think he bought it." Gareth said. "Good job with playing along, Tommy. You caught on quick."

"Thanks, Gareth." Tommy said, hugging his sire.