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Connor was still asleep as she walked through the door, seeing as it was a warm day she again she left the door open. She walked over and carefully put her paw on his forehead and nickered with a content smile, seems the fever had let go and Connor was just sleeping.

As quietly as she could she started to make dinner, soon enough the hare stew was simmering on the stove, filling the air with it's aroma. She heard Connor move about in the bed so she put on yet another kettle, thinking he'd might enjoy some tea when he woke up.

She sensed his eyes on her back,

"Hope you had a good sleep. It's a beautiful day outside but i think it's a bit too soon to try and get you out of bed, but at least you'll get some fresh air through the door"

She said as she continued to stir half of the raspberries into jam, pouring it into a jar and sealing it. The other half she thought they might enjoy as dessert.

Pouring a jug of water she then walked the few steps over to the bed,

"Here, some water I thought you might be thirsty"

She again sat next to him and watched as he gulped down the water.

"I ummm have some business to attend to, I put this bucket next to the bed if you...you know, need to go"

Blushing profusely as she was talking about him having the need to relieve him self, but nature had it's course and she knew she would have to figure out a way to help him, without him having to leave the bed. This had been the best solution she could come up with. Just as she rose to leave him to do his thing it dawned on her, with one arm in a sling and the other having a nasty cut to it he probably would need help.

Not that she didn't want to help him, of course she did. But the thought of holding his stallionhood in her paw almost made her tremble. Looking up at him she tossed her head, forelock and mane rustling around her head, with slightly rosy cheeks she managed to croak

"You will need help doing that, won't you?"

She didn't want to embarrass him, she was sure a stallion like him wasn't about to feel very happy about showing him self in this vulnerable position, how ever there wasn't any other way.

Conner wasn't sure what to say at first. He had been rather grateful for the water. Certainly it had quenched his thirst, but now he was aware of a pressing need to relieve himself. It was rather undignified having to go in a bucket, but he didn't have much choice. He was pretty sure he could manage though. The question was if he really wanted to. She was offering after all.

"I could do with a paw, if you don't mind'

He managed after a moment of debate within his own mind. Figuring it really wouldn't hurt to have her touch his member. She was going to have to touch one sooner or later, at least in his mind. She was a healer after all, and he did need her to see if his balls were okay. They still ached almost as bad as they had last night. Besides he really did want to feel her soft touch as she held him.

With a groan he sat up, his hoofs dangling over the edge as he willed himself to drop. His eyes looking at her hopefully as he slowly slipped out of his sheath. The warm air tickling his sensitive flesh and increasing the the need to empty his bladder.

Nisha moved the stool a bit further back to give him room, quite in awe as his stallionhood came out of it's sheath, she had never seen a stallion this up close and fursonal. She had seen a wolf once, Gill the pub owner had problem peeing and came to her mother for help. He had been ever so embarrass to show his thing to her, but her mother persisted that she needed to learn so she got to stay. It had been interesting enough, seeing it and watching her mother poke and prod him.

She stood up and placed her self next to him, bent down and held her breath as she put her paw around his member. She was amazed at how it felt in her paw, not really having given it much thought she didn't know what to expect, certainly not this! It was smooth, warm in the palm of her paw, and she could feel the surge within it as he started to relive him self. A small grunt from him got her worried,

"Am i holding too tight, are you okay?"

It did sound as if he were in mild pain, but then sitting up alone could have caused that pain, he was after all bumped and bruised pretty bad.

It seemed like it would never stop flowing, shamefully she had to admit that she wasn't about to complain, she was rather enjoying holding him, and for some reason his state of vulnerability also got to her. She tried to be as respectful to his needs as a stallion and warrior as possible, but that was kind of hard to do when she stood there having his stallionhood in her paw having to help him relive him self.

As the final drops came out she gently shakes him up and down a few times. Leaving her breasts to softly jiggle almost in his face, this fact flew Nisha by as she was so focused on what she was doing. When releasing her grip she did how ever noticed that he somehow seemed larger and not as flaccid as when he had begun to pee, but she took that as something males probably just did.

She moved the bucket out of the way, leaned over the bed and fluffed his pillows and stacked them against the wall so he could recline back in a sitting position. She helped him ease back up into the bed.

"Right, I'll be right back, and we'll see to getting some dinner."

She went out and disposed the buckets contents and rinsed it out. While washing her hands she took a moment to finally think about Conner. At this point he was no threat to her, but once he regained his strength it would be dangerous to have him in the house. Not that she thought that he would do her any harm, it was the opposite she was afraid of. She could already tell she was drawn to him, but she couldn't afford to fall for him, she knew only too well where that would lead, all to many of the females from the village had come to her mother crying and begging for help, for that..there was no 'cure', if you got in the family way you better hope and pray the male was good enough to mate with you and do good by the young.

Looking over at the house, she sighed deeply. Conner and her could never be, she knew that, she was a commoner and he head of the clan. Not only that she was also an outcast, shunned by her own clan for being the product of just the kind of encounter she was now fantasizing having.

She shook her head

"you silly girl"

she reprimanded her self in a mumbling voice, with all the fillies around Connor was surely not even interested. Which is a good thing she added to her thoughts. Having taken long enough she hurried her step back inside.

Coming into the cottage she gave Connor a smile as he now was seated and looked surprisingly well considering yesterdays bashing. She put the bucked back next to him and then turned her attention back to the dinner.

Though she had offered to help, a part of him had expected her to bolt. Yet she hadn't. Instead she had moved the stool aside and gently grasped his length in her soft paw. It felt nice, but it still took him a moment to relax enough to go since normally the only paw holding him for this was his own. As normal he let out a soft groan as he voided his bladder. A result of a feeling of pleasure and relief, rather then pain.

Her question while filled with worry and concern almost caused him to laugh. Though he didn't. He knew her contact with males had been limited, and he doubted she could know how good it felt to relieve oneself. It was a feeling that a few stallions had compared most favourably to being almost as good as mating a willing mare.

"No, It's fine"

He managed in that strained voice that was fairly common to any in his current position. Only to sigh a moment later as the last trickles hit the bucket. Her bouncing chest and gentle shaking causing him to swell a bit. He could feel himself slowly rising to the occasion, and was slightly disappointed when she let go. He almost asked her if she might continue, but thought better of it and instead let her put him back to bed.

As he sat there waiting for her return, he did some thinking. There was little doubt in his mind that he would miss her once he had to return. He was rather enjoying her company. She was a smart young filly one that at least held his interest, and she was a darn sight better as a healer then the crusty old stallion he had right now. Well she was certainly far easier on the eyes, and there was just no point in comparing the scents. In all he couldn't think of a compelling reason why he shouldn't just take her back with him. If only she was willing.

He realized however that it was a delicate question. One he would have to be careful in asking if he hoped to get the right answer. To him this home might not look like much, but for her it was everything. It was the only world she had known, and that would be hard to let go.

"I missed you"

Conner said with a smile when she returned. Frowning slightly at the bucket as he heard it hit the floor. He had mixed feelings about that bucket. On one paw he couldn't wait to piss in it again. On the other he dreaded the prospect of filling it with something else. He shook his head at the thought, vowing to find a way of not getting her involved in that, then turned his attention to more pleasant matters. Mainly her shapely rear and swishing tail as she worked on preparing them something to eat.

"Nish?"

He asked gently, but with a slight hint of embarrassment.

"After supper could you um..."

"Could you check my orbs, they hurt something awful"