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Third chapter, things start moving on.

For a moment both of them just stared at each other savouring the moment, just breathing and feeling.

Lord Davies sloppily pulled out his softening cock, he paused as he gazed down at her. He had an odd feeling as he contemplated her and with an unaccustomed feeling of uncertainty he stood up.

She shifted and turned slightly so she had her head propped up by an elbow, still quite content and relaxed.

”I’ll go get the soap, we can apply the oil once you’ve dried out a bit.” He said quite forgetting that the servants had brought the necessary implements already.

Lord Davies jerked to a halt even before he’d begun moving to get out of the pool. He sighed, it’d been years since he was this rattled by a woman. No. It had been decades...

Without looking at her he gathered up the bottles and brushes.

Tirola had been watching him languidly not sensing his inner turmoil nor recognizing what he actually meant as he gathered the bathing implements. She was still very much riding the ripples of her release and there was nothing that could disturb that calm. Almost nothing. She frowned, this had all happened so fast, less than a day and she already felt like they were old friends. But before she could dwell on the thought Davies was already turning back.

As Davies made his way to the wolf lounging by the pool he marvelled at her form. It was, right, just right, delightful curves and softness yet with defined muscles and strength. He gestured for her and as she slowly got up he felt a part of him stiffening again.

“I’ll help you wash your back.” He said shortly making his way to her.

She simply nodded and slid back into the pool presenting her back to him. He’d seen his reaction and the slight colour on his cheeks.

Tirola felt content and her awkwardness seemed momentarily absent, in fact she felt that the roles had been reversed. Her smile widened as she felt his hesitant touch on her back.

He proceeded to spread soap on her back and shoulders, pushing his hands through the thicker fur and mane at the back of her head and neck. Focusing on applying the soap he tried to calm his racing thoughts and beating heart. As he touched the base of her tail she went stiff as a board. At first he just thought she was sensitive there but then he started to become worried. “Is everything alright.” He asked as she held her stiff posture.

Suddenly she relaxed and buried her face in her paws, her shoulders shook and Davies started to become alarmed. Was she somehow hurt or had he rushed things?!

But his worried panic came to a halt as he realised she was giggling.

“My-my-” She started but a new fit of giggles interrupted her.

“Tail.” She managed to blurt out as she started calm down.

“Tail?” Davies asked in puzzlement with his head to one side.

“I forgot.” She said shortly as a new fit of giggles threatened to break through.

He stared at her back blankly.

“You forgot about having a tail?” He asked, a smile tugging at his lips.

Even from this position he could see the tops of her ears reddening.

He started to laugh, a deep open laughter and it just grew in volume as her tail started to trash around spraying water everywhere. She yelped and brought a paw to still the flailing appendage and gave him a glare over her shoulder though she was clearly trying not to laugh. “I was just so preoccupied by everything and, and it was just there, I didn’t feel it!” She wailed and then realised it wasn’t true, she had felt the tail wagging and brushing along the walls and suchlike but she just hadn’t consciously felt it because it was normal and natural for her, not to mention how many other bodily things had take precedence. Her thoughts ran off a cliff at that point as she tried to comprehend how completely she was a her, a wolf and how it had been like a flick of a switch with nothing in between. But before she could think on it, she felt a hand once again touching the base of her tail and she froze.

Davies stroked his hands from the base of her tail towards the tip and kept going back and forth as she at first stiffened and then relaxed. She started to pant as he continued, her paws opening and closing. As he added some soap from the bottle he kept stroking her tail, but before he could continue she spasmed and her knees buckled as she flung out her arm to steady herself on the ledge of the pool.

Davies just stared in astonishment. “Did you just cum?!” He asked grinning like a troll. She shot him a dirty look as she regained her balance and calmed her breathing. He brought his hand towards her tail but she swished it away. “Don’t even think about it!” She snapped.

It had been so sudden! His hands gently caressing her tail, a pleasurable tingle mixed with relaxation and then the orgasm electrocuted her entire body with no warning.

As Tirola gathered herself Davies gave a soft chuckle, he’d known that most dogs and cats had a sensitive spot, hell some humans liked it too but this was a first time it had elicited such a dramatic effect. He moved next to her and without her noticing sneaked his right hand towards her tail, as it made contact she glanced at him but didn’t react. As his questing hand found the base of her tail she shivered but again no stronger reaction.

“Hmm, I think it might have been a one-off thing.” He commented as he stroked her back soothingly.

“I think our overly long bath should include some actual washing as well.” He commented as he picked up the bottle of soap and started working it into his short hair. Without comment Tirola took the other bottle and went to work on her front even if her legs felt a bit wobbly.

Once they were soaped up they immersed themselves in the pool a few times, Davies rose up and after wiping his eyes he gestured to the other pool near them. “Lets have a final rinse over there.

The other pool was filled with colder water and they had a quick dip and then they were dripping on the tiles with Davies wrapping a towel around his waist. He tossed a towel to her and without a word she caught it and wrapped it around her waist in the same way.

She wondered about his faint smile until she realised, some instincts were the same regardless of her body but she decided to ignore her chest and followed as Davies was already making his way to the other room carrying the bottles and brushes.

A wooden door revealed a smaller room with long benches, a table with chairs around it and some cabinets. She noted with interest that instead of tiles there there were wooden floorboards that were slatted and raised. The warm wood combined with the rock walls made it very cozy and inviting.

Davies made his way to the table, deposited his load and picked up a bottle and filled two glasses as she made her way to his side while glancing around. He proffered a glass to her, she inclined her head as she carefully took it and took a sip. It seemed to be some sort of chilled fruit juice, whatever it was it was tasty! She gulped it down noting that her muzzle made drinking a bit trickier but she managed. She noticed Davies hadn’t taken more than a sip of his but he waved a hand at the bottle. She filled her glass as Davies sat down on a chair.

“We’ll dry off, dress and then I think we’ll go see Giselda.” He said after taking a sip.

“She’s our resident healer as well as the apothecary, she will check you and confirm there are no issues.”

She sat down on the opposite side and glanced at her arm, it was still almost dripping. Davies noted her glance, grinned and waved a hand with a brief look of concentration. As he glanced up at the motion she felt a brief warmth enveloping her and as she glanced down again, she found that her fur was dry. And then she glance up again in surprise, he’d mentioned magic but she hadn’t realised he was capable of wielding it.

He smiled “That is one of the few useful cantrips I know.” And before she could ask he continued. “I am very much limited to offensive magics and very few of them have any use outside a battlefield.”

Noting her interest he added “I will teach you all about alignments, affinities and magery in general, but later.”

She nodded a bit disappointed, she’d been eager to learn more.

Davies reached for a bottle and a brush and held them them up.“Let’s work some oil into your fur and then we can dress and leave.” He said rising.

Ge gestured to one of the long benches. And before he could open his mouth she was already making her way to it and proceeded to lay on her stomach.

He simply followed uncorking the bottle. He poured oil on his hand and went to work, brushing his hands here and there on her back and shoulders, spending a bit more time on her mane. After only a moment he put the bottle down and started to brush her, spreading the softly scented oil all over.

Once the brush started gliding down her back Tirola murred and leaned into the motion, her eyes half-lidded. The brush went over her buttocks and the backs of her thighs. As it brushed along her tail she shivered slightly but it passed.

With nothing but the soft sound of the brush and the sound of their steady breathing she was almost sleeping by the time the movement of the brush ceased.

“You can finish your front.” Davies’ voice said, breaking her out of her trance. She blinked.

He was smiling, how long had it been since he had the opportunity to do this? He was still smiling softly as he made his way to one of the cabinets looking for clothes while behind him Tirola got up with a stretch and started to brush herself.

It was certainly a novel feeling as the soft brush glided through her fur. She quickly worked through her arms, legs and her chest, though the soft bristles inadvertently gliding over one of her nipples made her gasp. She finished as Davies came back with a stack of clothing.

“Until we can get some properly fitted clothes this robe should be about right.” He commented as he put the clothes on the bench, pulling a large garment to one side.

She looked at it dubiously, but as she rose she took it and shook the folded thing open and after turning it this way and that pulled it over her head.

It was short sleeved and reached well past her knees, she was surprised how well it fitted, the soft blue material felt quite nice against her fur though she could feel her nipples brushing against it. “Eh, master, i-is there something for my, umm chest?” She queried.

Davies just looked at her for a moment until understanding dawned. “Oh, right.” He muttered turning and going back to the cabinet, returning with a folded cloth that looked very much like a bandage he gave it to her. “That’s the best I can manage at the moment.”

She undressed, took the bandage, bandanna? Whatever it was and clumsily wrapped it around her chest. As she replaced the robe it felt much better and she nodded her thanks to Davies who was just finishing. He had put on a pair of loose pants, loose, long sleeved-shirt and a vest and some sort of sandals. She wriggled her toes but didn’t say anything about her lack of footwear, she doubted she’d need any.

They headed for the door on the other side which, unsurprisingly, revealed stairs going up.

Ascending the stairs they exited though a large open doorway again and entered the hallways, Davies confidently walked on as Tirola tried to keep track of the turns. Aside from the carpets and the occasional tapestry there were no landmarks and all the doors looked the same.

Arriving at yet another unmarked door he stopped and knocked. After a while it opened revealing a brown bear filling the doorway. Tirola stared. “Ahh Giselda, I was hoping you’d have a moment to check Tirola here.” Davies said in a pleasant matter.

She gave them both a long look, going over Tirola from head to toes. She grunted. “Is she well, the Crest hasn’t been giving any trouble?”

Before Davies could reply Tirola blurted out “Crest-?” But trailed off as Giselda furrowed her brow.

The bear looked at them both for a long moment. “You haven’t told her anything have you?” She growled looking at Lord Davies.

She stood aside, and pointed at Tirola. “You. Inside.” She barked, Tirola squeaked and immediately went inside and as Davies began to follow the bear blocked the doorway. “This is private business as you well know.” She snapped. “And we will have some words about her lack of knowledge later, this is so like you, just bowling everyone along and not telling them any of the important things they should know!” Towards the end her voice had gone from a low growl to almost shouting. She turned and slammed the door in his lordships face before he could even open his mouth.

He grinned, at least there was someone who could care less about his titles and always spoke her mind. His grin turned to a grimace as he thought with dread of her “having some words” with him. He turned on his heels and went to the library, she’d summon him once they were done.

End of Chapter III