Sword of St. Michael #8
#38 of Sampson and Devilah
It's a Date!
In which Sampson and Devilah's relationship is reconfigured and they plan their first romantic date together... while nude in a public bath, but hey - it's a step in the right direction!
| In the morning, she was still in his arms when he awoke. He sat up with a start and looked down at her. She turned to look back at him and smiled.
"Devilah! You're really here!"
"Sure I am Sampson. I'm no dream. A dream wouldn't have helped you piss!" | |
| Suddenly she found herself hugged again with a strength that might have damaged a real Khajiit. "DEVILAH!"
She laughed an pried herself away. "Yes, it's me! Gotta go pee? I'd be happy to help again!"
Sampson laughed for the first time. "If you want to hold my cock, you can hold it all day long!" | |
| "Whoa, you have changed! The offer is tempting, but we've got more important things to do first. A bath being one of them."
Sampson got up, still glancing back as if to verify she was really there every few seconds, but got his armor on. "They don't have a bath in the tavern, but there's a public bath just a little ways away."
Devilah put her immaculate red outfit back on again and noticed that Sampson did not look away when she adjusted certain parts as he normally did. Something told her she wouldn't need to host an orgy to get fed any longer. | |
| "You haven't asked me anything yet, Sampson. About where I've been," she noted as the left the tavern and headed towards the bath.
"I guess I thought you'd tell me when you felt like it. All I want to know is if there was anything I did or said..."
"You would think it was something about you, you narcissistic asshole!" she complained with a smile as they arrived and began to undress. "No, it had nothing to do with you," she lied. "Someone from my past... took me away. I had to do something. I should have told you but it was kind of private. And I didn't expect her to show up when she did. Now help me off with these boots. I don't know why we bothered to get dressed before a bath anyway!"
"So... are you back with me to stay?"
"I'm not sure, but I hope so Sampson. I do want to stay with you." | |
| "Then I will vow to make it so to the best of my ability!" Sampson stated as he led the way into the bath.
Looking down at him, Devilah couldn't help but comment, "Looks like your sword is ready to do battle for me! But let's get the little guy cleaned off first don't you think? It would be impolite to wage war with a dirty weapon!"
Sampson laughed heartily. "I mean no offense. I can't help it. But my sword is at your command, Lady Devilah!"
"Later big boy. I've got to clean my sheath too. So other than getting drunk as a skunk, what else has been going on while I've been away? How's our cash holding out?" | |
| Sampson's face dropped. "I'm afraid I spent it all. I've been doing odd jobs for Keerava around the Bee and Barb for my room and board."
Devilah stood up and looked down at Sampson with real anger in her eyes. "You WHAT?!" | |
| "I'm sorry Devilah. There wasn't that much left really. And... well... my bar bill got a little higher than normal after you left."
"Sampson, I don't give a flying fuck about the money. But what the hell are you doing working as a servant?! You're a FUCKING HERO! Have some self respect! You could have gone to the Jarl and got work at the very least. Dammit Sampson, you've got to realize your potential. You're not some damned drunken servant, even if that's exactly what you have been! What were you thinking?!"
"I... wasn't thinking. I just wanted to wait for you. I didn't want to leave the tavern." | |
| "Devilah, I love you."
And there it was. Out in the open for all to see. Devilah had gotten oaths of love plenty of times. Some guy over near Markarth had crawled on his hands and knees begging her to marry him. But Sampson had - as far as his memory went anyway - never even had sex with her. She sat down hard. | |
| "Oh Sampson. You don't even know me. In every sense of the term."
"I know you're... a sensual person Devilah. And I know I've kept you away. But that won't happen again. You have needs I haven't met. Well that is over. No more vows of chastity for me. We can have a go right here in the bath if you want!" | |
| Devilah laughed out loud. When she got control of herself, she went back to washing. "Sampson, you idiot. Have you ever considered that your vows and self control are what kept me with you so long in the first place? Don't become my lap-dog now. I'm a sex-crazed Khajiit and I admit it, but I don't want a lap-dog. I want my hero. But... you can break down once in a while.
| Sampson considered this. "You're right. It's not my... idiom. But as for tonight, it's a date!"
"Ooo! I like the sound of that! Now let's get our clothes back on before I take you and spoil it! | |