{"sf1_id":240427,"sf2_id":"YnLZYlGe","title":"As Usual, I Was Silent. --10. Sick--","author":"RandomWriter","words":3277,"posted_at":"2011-04-14T09:48:00.000Z","tags":["Cuddling","Dragon","Dragoness","Incest","Love","M/F"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/240427-as-usual-i-was-silent-10-sick","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLZYlGe","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=240427\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#10 of AUIWS","content":"Chapter 10  \n  \n  \nThe next day was rather uneventful, aside from the occasional little romp in the kitchen or shower or wherever we were both feeling giddy together.\u0026nbsp; To this day I still don't quite know why but I can't stop thinking about how much I love feeling that wonderful penis safely embedded between my legs...I guess the best way I can put it is that it makes me feel whole, and not just physically.\u0026nbsp; Back then though, all I knew was that it felt heavenly and if I could I would have had nothing more than to sit on his lap with him inside me all day.\u0026nbsp; But, I had chores.\u0026nbsp; With my lessons and our little togetherness episodes, I was neglecting a lot of the other rooms in the house, many of which I'd even forgotten existed.\u0026nbsp; Now, granted, with only two of us there, there wasn't a lot of dust, but boy there were bugs everywhere coming in from winter's wrath.\u0026nbsp; Bugs and spiders. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nAs mortified as I was of spiders, the more I encountered them while cleaning, the more they fascinated me, a point I've failed to cover up until now in this story.\u0026nbsp; The only really significant event of this next day was that I found myself watching a colorful little house spider weave its web, wondering how it was able to produce so much silk and how that silk could be so strong.\u0026nbsp; Come to think of it, in one of the storage rooms I'd found an old screwdriver suspended from a single strand of silk, the boxes it had rested upon having fallen out from beneath it.\u0026nbsp; Spiders, upon second look, were actually really cool.\n\n\u0026nbsp; That night though, while Dad was taking a bath to soak and relax since his muscles were feeling a little stiff, I busied myself cleaning Alfred's work area.\u0026nbsp; I thought he'd appreciate not having dust and cobwebs all over his supplies.\u0026nbsp; I had an ulterior motive though.\u0026nbsp; Most of the bottles here were of powder, at least the suspicious ones, or if they were liquid-based they were oil, which wouldn't freeze easily.\u0026nbsp; I think my paranoia and suspicion served me well, for it occurred to me that if Dad was suspicious of his brother, the guy might have a way of noticing if things had been tampered with other than just casually being moved for cleaning.\u0026nbsp; So, when handling these things, I wore gloves.\u0026nbsp; Brilliant.  \n  \nI snuck some of the most suspicious-looking bottles and jars out of the room and stuck them in the coldbox.\u0026nbsp; After dance lessons I'd go and check on them and see if I could slip the labels off.\u0026nbsp; That one label that had come off on its own though, I needed to find a magnifying glass to read the light-gray text on the inside surface.\u0026nbsp; I tried under the kitchen light, but no amount of squinting would help me make it out.\u0026nbsp; It wasn't just the text size or the color though...it didn't look printed.\u0026nbsp; Rather, it appeared to be handwritten almost with a very fine-tipped instrument.\u0026nbsp; Or maybe it was a cursive font.\u0026nbsp; I couldn't tell. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Dad wasn't feeling well though after his bath, so I had to coerce him to stay in bed.\u0026nbsp; He was adamant on teaching me some more dance moves, but he was shaky on his legs.\u0026nbsp; As much as I wanted to dance with him, his health was more important.\u0026nbsp; I found an old, slightly rusted and scratched magnifying glass in his room, and snuck it in my pocket.\u0026nbsp; I needed something to pass the time with though before going to check the frozen jars... It took a bit of thinking but I settled on making dad some soup.\u0026nbsp; After all, even if I was his daughter, I was still the mansion's maid and it was one of my duties to provide for him.\u0026nbsp; It must have been a pleasant surprise for him; his eyes lit up when he saw me bring a large bowl of soup on a bed-tray to him. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"I'm being spoiled by my own daughter...it should be the other way around.\"\u0026nbsp; He chuckled softly and shook his head, then hugged me with his wing.\u0026nbsp; \"Thanks, Anne.\u0026nbsp; It looks delicious.\"\u0026nbsp; His voice was a tad off, making me guess he didn't comment on the smell because his nose was stuffed up.\u0026nbsp; I was silent, just giving him a smile and a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room to go clean up the kitchen for the night.\u0026nbsp; I didn't realize I was naked again until I accidentally spilled water on my belly and it dribbled down to chill my clit.\u0026nbsp; If I'd become this accustomed to being naked, this could spell trouble when Alfred finally got back.\u0026nbsp; The thought reminded me of the coldbox's contents; quickly cleaning up the spill I went over to the box and put on my gloves, carefully extracting the jars.\u0026nbsp; The labels slid off perfectly.\u0026nbsp; I decided to inspect them one by one, leaving them in the freezer and only taking one at a time.\u0026nbsp; I had to be fast since the glue would thaw.\u0026nbsp; Wearing some closer-fitting gloves, I took one label off gently and held up the magnifying glass to it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"This then exemplifies what the purpose of this organization truly is.\u0026nbsp; We must eradicate-\" The line broke off at the seam of the label.\u0026nbsp; The next one down was illegible, and the others after that were rather smudged.\u0026nbsp; Thinking quickly I looked around the kitchen, pulling out the utilities drawer.\u0026nbsp; In the very back, as I'd thought I'd seen, was a small photographic device, an evolution of the camera enhanced by Draconic technology to create perfect holographic replicas that could be scaled up in size for closer detail inspection.\u0026nbsp; I vaguely knew of this from reading so many books, and dad and I had touched on this technology when discussing scientific exploits of this world.\u0026nbsp; It was a fairly straightforward operation.\u0026nbsp; Since the glue on the paper was thoroughly frozen I could carefully unravel the rolled-up label, then I set it flat as it could go and snapped a picture of it.\u0026nbsp; The preview worked perfectly, except that the battery was dying.\u0026nbsp; Now I had to work quickly.\u0026nbsp; I managed to peel off at least seven more labels and document them on the camera before its power cells died.\u0026nbsp; I'd have to ask dad how to recharge it, back up the files, and ultimately put them onto another machine for closer viewing.\u0026nbsp; I felt kinda proud of myself, yet as I carefully re-applied the labels as they thawed and the glue began to stick again, I was also very nervous.\u0026nbsp; I hoped desperately that my tampering would go unnoticed.\u0026nbsp; If something looked suspicious on those pictures I'd taken, I'd have to tell Dad and keep him in the know about his brother's activities. \u0026nbsp;  \nThat word \"eradicate\" kept ringing in my mind after I'd put the jars back in his art room.\u0026nbsp; I went back upstairs to find Dad reading a book, albeit with glassy eyes.\u0026nbsp; He looked exhausted.\u0026nbsp; When the door closed behind me he glanced up, then coughed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"My apologies, Anne...I'd prefer it if you didn't sleep with me tonight.\u0026nbsp; I don't want to get you sick with this.\"\u0026nbsp; I ignored him and climbed into bed beside him, snuggling up against his side.\u0026nbsp; He sighed and wrapped his wing around me, continuing to read.\u0026nbsp; \"Heh...guess this is your way of saying 'too late'.\"\u0026nbsp; After a little while he closed his book and yawned, stretching, then slid under the covers with me, giving my forehead a gentle kiss.\u0026nbsp; \"Thanks for the soup sweetie...it was delicious.\"\u0026nbsp; I smiled back and let him hug me to his chest, wrapping my tail around his and purring happily. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"Dad...what did you mean when you said you were frail?\"  \n  \n\"...When did I say that?\"  \n  \n\"When I first met you.\"  \n  \nHis eyes darkened a bit and he sighed.\u0026nbsp; \"It's complicated.\"  \n  \nI propped myself up on my elbow and gave him a glare.\u0026nbsp; \"Would you just tell me already what the deal is with your brother?\u0026nbsp; So I know why I'm having to be quiet?\"  \n  \n\"Anne, please...not right now.\"  \n  \n\"Why not?\u0026nbsp; Now's the perfect time.\u0026nbsp; He's about to come home.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I will tell you when the time is right, and that's that.\"\u0026nbsp; I flopped down on my pillow and scowled at the ceiling.\u0026nbsp; He startled me by leaning over and softly suckling on my nearest nipple.\u0026nbsp; \"I know it's frustrating but when things make sense to me, then I'll let you know.\"  \n  \n\"Can't I help by investigating or something since you're always trapped up here?\"  \n  \nHe paused, seeming to think it over.\u0026nbsp; Finally he gave a defeated sigh.\u0026nbsp; \"Lemme think about it then...\"\u0026nbsp; He lay back on his pillow.\u0026nbsp; An awkward silence fell between us, but I couldn't say anything more so I just rolled over and closed my eyes.\u0026nbsp; Just as I was drifting off to sleep I felt him roll over and drape his arm over my side, softly pulling me close.\u0026nbsp; I didn't feel his erection poking at me, he must have been too out of it from his sickness to feel aroused.\u0026nbsp; Didn't really matter though, for once I was too tired to have sex anyway.  \n  \n  \n  \n  \nDay came around too quickly for my liking.\u0026nbsp; Dad was sound asleep when I woke up, which puzzled me.\u0026nbsp; Usually he'd stir a bit when I sat up.\u0026nbsp; Feeling his forehead I grimaced; he was burning up.\u0026nbsp; It felt like I couldn't move quickly enough, so hurried was I to tend to him that every step felt too slow.\u0026nbsp; I got him a cold compress and set about making some more soup, but then made a rather bad discovery.\u0026nbsp; We were almost out of soup broth.\u0026nbsp; I'd have to go buy some more.\u0026nbsp; There was just enough left to make Dad some breakfast, so I used that and brought his soup up to him.\u0026nbsp; He was still asleep, his breath a bit shallow and raspy.\u0026nbsp; I'd have to get some medicine too while I was out.\u0026nbsp; I gently shook him awake.\u0026nbsp; The way his arm limply rolled around under my hand was disturbing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"We're out of soup broth, I'm gonna go buy some more.\u0026nbsp; And some medicine.\"  \n  \nHe just nodded and closed his eyes again.\u0026nbsp; His face seemed to relax some, probably out of relief that I was there for him.\u0026nbsp; He smiled a bit when I kissed his cheek.  \n  \n\"Anne...sorry...you have to do all this...\" he hoarsely whispered.  \n  \nI was silent as I headed back downstairs, grabbing his money card.\u0026nbsp; Boy it was nippy outside, I thought to myself as I stepped through the door.\u0026nbsp; One step into the snow told me why though, sending me rushing back upstairs to my closet.\u0026nbsp; I was still totally naked!\u0026nbsp; \"That's it, these aren't coming off,\" I told myself as I got dressed.\u0026nbsp; I'd have to re-acclimatize to wearing clothing.\u0026nbsp; Not wanting to go through the woods again and scare myself, I flew from the front door into the sky, watching everything shrink below me.\u0026nbsp; The higher I went, the colder it got, but...it was quite peaceful up here with just the wind.\u0026nbsp; Now that I wasn't rushing around, I just glided towards town.\u0026nbsp; Dad would be okay, I told myself.\u0026nbsp; I didn't need to rush to get the medicines.\u0026nbsp; The feeling of the chilly wind in my hair was really refreshing, I felt a little younger as the buildings slowly came into view.\u0026nbsp; Deciding to be a little showy I folded my wings a bit, plummeting towards the street, then backwinged as I came in for a landing by an alley entrance.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Not smart.  \n  \nAll at once, before I could even tell what was going on, I was tumbling along the road with someone else, having swept right into them at full landing force.\u0026nbsp; When we finally rolled to a stop, my head was still spinning and it was hard to sit up without flopping to the side.  \n  \n\"Sorry...my bad...\" I grumbled, rubbing my temples.  \n  \nThe other guy groaned, then I heard him pause and laugh.\u0026nbsp; \"I didn't think you'd miss me that much that you'd have to glomp me.\"  \n  \nWhat the-?\u0026nbsp; Looking up in surprise I found myself staring right into that wolfboy's eyes again.\u0026nbsp; Calin.\u0026nbsp; He gingerly stood up, wincing as he rubbed his knee, then helped me up.\u0026nbsp; I was a little dizzy but he held me steady.  \n  \n\"I honestly wasn't expecting to see you again, especially not this soon.\"  \n  \n\"I should've been more careful...\"\u0026nbsp; I was about to ask what he'd been doing in the alley, but one look told me right off the bat.\u0026nbsp; A small homeless family was standing there watching us with a newly-bought meal in their hands.\u0026nbsp; Calin had given them food.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"We're okay, it was an accident,\" he explained to them.\u0026nbsp; They just headed back into the alley.\u0026nbsp; He turned back to me.\u0026nbsp; \"What brings you back here...uh...Anne?\"  \n  \nI brushed off my jacket and looked up the road to the store.\u0026nbsp; \"Gotta get soup broth and some medicine for my-\" I almost said \"father\". \"-employer.\u0026nbsp; He's sick.\"  \n  \nHe cocked his head at me, the lower ear tilted down.\u0026nbsp; He looked cute like that.\u0026nbsp; \"You take care of your employer?\"  \n  \nI nodded.\u0026nbsp; \"I'm a maid for him.\u0026nbsp; I live there now.\u0026nbsp; Makes it easier to work for him.\"  \n  \n\"Must have been either a recent employment or low pay with the clothes I last saw you in.\"  \n  \n\"Recent employment.\u0026nbsp; I've only been there for about three months building up savings.\"  \n  \nHe followed me as I started walking to the store.\u0026nbsp; \"Might I ask what he's sick with?\u0026nbsp; I might be able to help you find the right medicine.\"  \n  \n\"I don't know what it is.\"  \n  \n\"Symptoms?\"  \n  \nThat made me pause, my mind blanked for some reason.\u0026nbsp; \"Huh?\"  \n  \n\"What's wrong with him?\u0026nbsp; Can you describe his conditions?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Um... Fever, fatigue, sore throat...I don't really know other than that.\u0026nbsp; He was burning up this morning and couldn't get out of bed or really even talk much.\"  \n  \nI heard his footfalls stop.\u0026nbsp; \"Anne...how hot did he feel?\"  \n  \n\"Why?\" I asked, turning to him.\u0026nbsp; His eyes were dark and his expression grim. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"There's a recent mutavrius going around that I don't think you'll find a cure for at the store.\u0026nbsp; I know the cure though, my oldest sister did a ton of military biological research.\u0026nbsp; After you get the broth and stuff, mind if I go back with you to diagnose him?\"  \n  \nOf all the things possible, why did it have to be something possibly drama-inducing?\u0026nbsp; I already had enough drama on my plate with Dad's issues with his brother...\u0026nbsp; As usual, I was silent, but just nodded.\u0026nbsp; I didn't want him to come with me, but something told me it had to be done.  \n  \nBeing the gentleman he was he carried the bags for me.\u0026nbsp; We ran back to the mansion, though as we drew closer he slowed down, looking around. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"Wait...Anne, you don't...happen to work up at the old mansion here do you?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Is that bad?\"  \n  \n\"No!\u0026nbsp; No no, I'm just...wow.\u0026nbsp; You actually live there and work for its owner?\"  \n  \nI just nodded, leading him up the driveway.\u0026nbsp; Again, the forest around us seemed to be drawing in on me...watching intently.\u0026nbsp; I thought it was just me, but when I looked over my shoulder to watch Calin, he too seemed on edge, looking around.\u0026nbsp; As we drew up to the door he lay his hand on my shoulder. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"Anne, I might need you to fly back to get some specific items, but only if he really is sick with this mutavirus.\u0026nbsp; You'll have to be fast too.\"  \n  \nI just nodded and let him in.\u0026nbsp; His eyes almost bugged out of their sockets when he saw the interior. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"...Whoa.\u0026nbsp; My gosh.\u0026nbsp; I was expecting it to be all dingy in here!\"  \n  \n\"It was when I arrived.\"\u0026nbsp; Not saying anything more on the topic, more worried about my father, I led Calin upstairs, then turned to him before opening the door.\u0026nbsp; \"The owner doesn't like others knowing who he is, so don't tell anyone you've met him.\u0026nbsp; At least not until he's up and about by himself.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Um...I don't get it, but okay.\"\u0026nbsp; I let him into the room, guiding him through the mess over to my father's bed.\u0026nbsp; Just now I suddenly realized that Calin had a good sense of smell, would he smell my scent on the bed next to dad?\u0026nbsp; I sure hoped not!\u0026nbsp; I suddenly felt very awkward, especially since he had to lean over my spot on the bed to feel dad's forehead.\u0026nbsp; He also took dad's wrist and checked his pulse, then to my confusion bent down and smelled his breath a few times.\u0026nbsp; He stood back up and looked at me.\u0026nbsp; \"It's the virus all right.\u0026nbsp; Anne, I'm gonna need you to head into town and...hang on.\"\u0026nbsp; He pulled a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, scribbled a few things, then handed it to me.\u0026nbsp; \"Go to the pharmacy down by the orphanage and hand the pharmacist this list, tell them Calin sent you.\"  \n  \nI wasted no time getting outside after locating dad's card, which I figured I'd probably need for the purchase of these drugs.\u0026nbsp; I knew the way back to the orphanage quite well, angling myself in the air straight towards it.\u0026nbsp; I just hoped the pharmacist would have what Calin needed...\u0026nbsp; This time I was more careful with my landing, making sure there was no one in the way.\u0026nbsp; I was so rushed though that I nearly ran into the pharmacy door headfirst.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Is that Anne I see?\" the pharmacist called from the back.\u0026nbsp; She had a perfect view of the store front, spotting me immediately when I came in.\u0026nbsp; \"Hey!\u0026nbsp; Long time no see!\u0026nbsp; Where've you been?\u0026nbsp; I heard you found a place to live finally!\"  \n  \nI just nodded and handed her the list.\u0026nbsp; I used to do housekeeping for her as well, but she was a little...eccentric at home.\u0026nbsp; Not very good memories to be dragging up at that time.\u0026nbsp; \"Calin sent me for these.\"  \n  \n\"Calin, huh?\" she asked with a grin.\u0026nbsp; \"He's a real sweetheart.\"\u0026nbsp; She turned to the shelves behind her, looking over the many boxes and bottles of substances.\u0026nbsp; \"Ever since he moved here 5 years ago he's been helping everyone he can, in whatever way he can.\u0026nbsp; Never asks for a reward, nor does he really accept any rewards or compensation for his time and effort.\"  \n  \nThis made me start thinking about him.\u0026nbsp; He was really sweet and kind, but he'd been doing this for 5 years without more than a \"thank you\"?\u0026nbsp; Was that why he froze when I hugged him?\u0026nbsp; Now that he was at my house, I needed to find some way to properly thank him...not just for helping me, but for helping everyone.\u0026nbsp; The pharmacist came back with a bag of things.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Here you go.\"\u0026nbsp; I handed her dad's card and she swiped it over a small sensor on the desk, then handed it back to me.  \n  \n\"Good luck, it was nice seeing you again Anne.\u0026nbsp; Tell Calin I said hi.\"\u0026nbsp; I nodded and turned to go.\u0026nbsp; \"Good luck with him!\" she called after me with a silly grin on her face.\u0026nbsp; As usual, I was silent.\u0026nbsp; I didn't openly react, but as I flew back home, I started to wonder just why people kept pairing us together.\u0026nbsp; I barely even knew the guy.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"AUIWS","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/236858-as-usual-i-was-silent-9-mall.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/240428-as-usual-i-was-silent-11-calin.json"}}