Nasku’s ears perked when there was a mention of missing fabric? What were they presenting to Metarie? He was curious to say the least. He really wouldn’t mind as little fabric as possible – after all it would give him a nice way. Then again, maybe a bit more clothes on the skin might be good. He wanted her to feel comfortable more than anything else. This holiday was for her and she should enjoy it to the fullest. But before he could interrupt next door’s conversation, he was swarmed by helpers himself.
“Oh no, no, I will not be wearing those!” Nasku was polite but firm when he shoved the teeny triangular looking things back at the salesman, who looked a little distraught and tried to shove them back in Nasku’s direction.
“If you’d just try...?”
“No, no!”
All of a sudden, Nasku could understand Metarie’s objection to whatever it was they had forced her into and hoped they would show him something better, which luckily was the case. After he rejected incredibly long swimming trunks that just looked like he had his pants full, he settled for a shorter sort of swim trunk which covered all the important bits and some of his thighs.
Mid-dressing his head snapped up and his eyes instantly searched for Metarie when he heard her statement. “You what?” he repeated, stunned before he was shoved out of his little cabin and stumbled out to the mirror himself.
His eyes were glued to Metarie however, ignoring whatever it was he had on.
“You look...” Nasku didn’t have words. “Well, yes, naked, but believe me when I say ‘wow’!” And it was the truth. She looked incredible! Even once the wrap covered up most of the skin, she still looked absolutely stunning. The fact that he still hadn’t looked at his own swimwear should speak volumes – aside the expression on his face.
Clearing his throat, he turned away and towards the mirror, praying that his thoughts weren’t going to show. Good thing he had to inspect his beach wear, it gave him a good excuse to make sure that there was no incriminating proof. The swim trunks actually were decent, in a burgundy colour that went better with his white hair and fairly pale skin than he would have thought.
“Huh, this looks better than I thought it would – though I agree. I do feel a little naked as well.”
With yet another one of her giggles, the fitting girl who had attended Metarie handed him a light shirt, also in burgundy, which he could wear over the trunks. “It’s worn open,” she explained, not without a little wink.
Nasku didn’t notice. His eyes were back on Metarie. The wrap had an interesting texture. And the clothes – or lack thereof – underneath...
“Uhm, is this all we need? Or is there something else? Metarie, do you have everything you require?”
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Re: Blind Dates: Nasku and Metarie
When Naksu suddenly refused an offering, Ree put her hands to her mouth and giggled. Now he knew what she had felt.
When Nasku emerged, they had just arrived with the little jacket-sort of thing that was more like a longish shirt with a hood and no buttons.
“You look…Well, yes, naked, but believe me when I say ‘wow’!” The attendant chuckled.
“This is a clothing-optional resort. Our mission is to satisfy your pleasures.” Oh, my, what had they wandered into??
Ree blanched when he said she looked naked, but then felt her face redden when he said ‘wow’. Ree pulled on the cover-up that stopped at the tops of her thighs and surveyed Nasku as he turned to look at himself in the mirror. She savored the view and looked away and back at him more than a few times.
The attendant flirted with Nasku and Ree couldn’t fault her for it, especially if the resort were designed around hedonism. Granted, that would explain the mushrooms…
“The only thing I am lacking is a healthier sense of shame, because I am actually going to wear this where others can see me.”
"That's the spirit!" The attendant said, smiling broadly at both of them.
Ree grinned at Nasku and slipped her arm through hers as they followed the concierge through the hotel complex.
The complex was stunning. The central area was a mix of shops, a spa, and walking paths. The central feature of this area was a purified water pool with its own waterfall. Bungalows, similar to their own dotted the property, each nestled within artfully designed landscaping offering the occupants of each the feeling of privacy and exclusivity. In all, maybe twenty couples could stay at the resort.
“Did you hear the part about satisfying pleasures and clothing optional? My, my, Nasku Oslun… I never pegged you for a rakish Fey Prince.” She managed to say it with a straight face, though the mirth showed in her eyes and in the turn of her lips.
When they arrived at the pool, the sun was glinting off the water and a few people lay on flat cots. Several of them, mostly women, were naked and lay on their bellies. Very attractive men or women, smoothed some sort of lotion on the bodies. The same was true of their male partners. Ree would not have known it of herself, but the idea of lying naked while having someone apply lotion sounded sensually delicious and more than a little appealing, especially if... Ree glanced up at Nasku and found herself blushing at the thought and looked away. Being Ree, her other thought was that that much exposure to the sun couldn’t be good. What if they got sunburnt??
“Is it true what the fitting attendant said? About this being a resort dedicated to hedonism?” Ree asked the concierge.
“Oh, yes! Did you not know? Guests come here to leave their inhibitions behind and just enjoy the beauty of the world around them. All of our attendants are trained in the arts of sensual massage and pleasure giving. Guests may do anything that pleases them providing whatever occurs is consensual and does not involve children or animals. There are other, less reputable resorts for that.” A fact the concierge obviously did not approve.
Ree wore a bemused expression. “No, we did not know."
Certainly Nasku’s servants did. They had to have known when they booked the place for them. Perhaps they were looking forward to whatever goes on amongst the attendants when the attendants weren’t on duty? Or maybe, they did on purpose to help their master with his date? Ree glanced to Nasku from the corner of her eye. Certainly, he did not need help. Was it… was it possible Nasku knew from the start?
“Does it bother you? We could make alternative arrangements for you.”
“Ahh,” Ree looked at Nasku. “Well, it certainly is an adventure…”
“An adventure for the adventurous.” A man had moved forward to greet them. He was well-tanned, with etched musculature. His eyes were blue, but his hair was brown streaked with blonde from the sun. When he smiled, his teeth were even and white. He was accompanied by an equally attractive woman who appeared to be his twin. Both were elves, or maybe half-elves considering the thickness of the man's musculature and the size of the woman's chest. The pair wore similar outfits to those Ree and Nasku wore, except theirs were blue.
“Ah, here are your swim instructors. Allow me to introduce Micah and Michelle. Micah, Michelle this is Lady Metarie Sehkhara and Lord Nasku Oslun of Marn.” Both bowed. The pair eyed both of them in equal measure.
“We are happy to provide you this service.” Michelle smiled at them both, a smile mirrored by Michah, who said, “Or, any other you require.”
The pair moved behind them and reached to remove the shirts they wore. As if in synchronization, the pair placed hands on their backs and gestured toward the water – Micah to Ree and Michelle to Nasku.
“The water is kept clean through a series of purification runes which are regularly maintained to ensure the highest quality,” said Michelle.
“And, the temperature is kept at a comfortable level to ensure our guests are never chilled, but are still refreshed from the heat of the day,” said Micah.
Ree allowed herself to be shepherded into the water. To her surprise, the temperature was warm, but not too warm. Not for the first time, Ree wondered what Nasku thought of all this and whether he had known or not. Micah's hand slid down the bare skin of her back and Ree tensed.
"Relax, my Lady. The first lesson to float on your back. Now, if you will just allow yourself to fall against my hand."
Right, right. This was a swim lesson. Ree slowly leaned back until she felt Micah's hand on her back once more.
"Here, take my hand. You might feel like you are falling or will go under, but I won't let that happen." Micah leaned over her and flashed his white smile. Ree, wide-eyed, nodded and took his left hand in hers. When she was mostly level, he said soothingly,
"I will be putting my hands on you to help adjust your body. See how your buttocks are dipped down and your body is making a vee shape?" Ree nodded. "Let go of my hand for just a moment. Here, you can put your hand on my stomach for support." Micah, placed Ree's hand on his abdomen. Ree couldn't fail to notice how tight the muscles were, but chose to ignore how much she noticed.
Micah's hand was suddenly under her buttocks and pushing upwards to make her more level. In surprise, Ree's hand moved to his forearm,
which was also ... tight.
"There you go. Now, you must relax. On your back, you ensure your face is out of the water. Now, I've got you. Let go. I want you to kick your legs and feet gently."
Nasku was not left to his own devices during this. Michelle repeated the same instructions and motions to Nasku. The only difference was that she was a little shorter than her twin and she had breasts, largish ones that threatened to spill out of the bikini top and into Nasku's face at any moment.
When Nasku emerged, they had just arrived with the little jacket-sort of thing that was more like a longish shirt with a hood and no buttons.
“You look…Well, yes, naked, but believe me when I say ‘wow’!” The attendant chuckled.
“This is a clothing-optional resort. Our mission is to satisfy your pleasures.” Oh, my, what had they wandered into??
Ree blanched when he said she looked naked, but then felt her face redden when he said ‘wow’. Ree pulled on the cover-up that stopped at the tops of her thighs and surveyed Nasku as he turned to look at himself in the mirror. She savored the view and looked away and back at him more than a few times.
The attendant flirted with Nasku and Ree couldn’t fault her for it, especially if the resort were designed around hedonism. Granted, that would explain the mushrooms…
“The only thing I am lacking is a healthier sense of shame, because I am actually going to wear this where others can see me.”
"That's the spirit!" The attendant said, smiling broadly at both of them.
Ree grinned at Nasku and slipped her arm through hers as they followed the concierge through the hotel complex.
The complex was stunning. The central area was a mix of shops, a spa, and walking paths. The central feature of this area was a purified water pool with its own waterfall. Bungalows, similar to their own dotted the property, each nestled within artfully designed landscaping offering the occupants of each the feeling of privacy and exclusivity. In all, maybe twenty couples could stay at the resort.
“Did you hear the part about satisfying pleasures and clothing optional? My, my, Nasku Oslun… I never pegged you for a rakish Fey Prince.” She managed to say it with a straight face, though the mirth showed in her eyes and in the turn of her lips.
When they arrived at the pool, the sun was glinting off the water and a few people lay on flat cots. Several of them, mostly women, were naked and lay on their bellies. Very attractive men or women, smoothed some sort of lotion on the bodies. The same was true of their male partners. Ree would not have known it of herself, but the idea of lying naked while having someone apply lotion sounded sensually delicious and more than a little appealing, especially if... Ree glanced up at Nasku and found herself blushing at the thought and looked away. Being Ree, her other thought was that that much exposure to the sun couldn’t be good. What if they got sunburnt??
“Is it true what the fitting attendant said? About this being a resort dedicated to hedonism?” Ree asked the concierge.
“Oh, yes! Did you not know? Guests come here to leave their inhibitions behind and just enjoy the beauty of the world around them. All of our attendants are trained in the arts of sensual massage and pleasure giving. Guests may do anything that pleases them providing whatever occurs is consensual and does not involve children or animals. There are other, less reputable resorts for that.” A fact the concierge obviously did not approve.
Ree wore a bemused expression. “No, we did not know."
Certainly Nasku’s servants did. They had to have known when they booked the place for them. Perhaps they were looking forward to whatever goes on amongst the attendants when the attendants weren’t on duty? Or maybe, they did on purpose to help their master with his date? Ree glanced to Nasku from the corner of her eye. Certainly, he did not need help. Was it… was it possible Nasku knew from the start?
“Does it bother you? We could make alternative arrangements for you.”
“Ahh,” Ree looked at Nasku. “Well, it certainly is an adventure…”
“An adventure for the adventurous.” A man had moved forward to greet them. He was well-tanned, with etched musculature. His eyes were blue, but his hair was brown streaked with blonde from the sun. When he smiled, his teeth were even and white. He was accompanied by an equally attractive woman who appeared to be his twin. Both were elves, or maybe half-elves considering the thickness of the man's musculature and the size of the woman's chest. The pair wore similar outfits to those Ree and Nasku wore, except theirs were blue.
“Ah, here are your swim instructors. Allow me to introduce Micah and Michelle. Micah, Michelle this is Lady Metarie Sehkhara and Lord Nasku Oslun of Marn.” Both bowed. The pair eyed both of them in equal measure.
“We are happy to provide you this service.” Michelle smiled at them both, a smile mirrored by Michah, who said, “Or, any other you require.”
The pair moved behind them and reached to remove the shirts they wore. As if in synchronization, the pair placed hands on their backs and gestured toward the water – Micah to Ree and Michelle to Nasku.
“The water is kept clean through a series of purification runes which are regularly maintained to ensure the highest quality,” said Michelle.
“And, the temperature is kept at a comfortable level to ensure our guests are never chilled, but are still refreshed from the heat of the day,” said Micah.
Ree allowed herself to be shepherded into the water. To her surprise, the temperature was warm, but not too warm. Not for the first time, Ree wondered what Nasku thought of all this and whether he had known or not. Micah's hand slid down the bare skin of her back and Ree tensed.
"Relax, my Lady. The first lesson to float on your back. Now, if you will just allow yourself to fall against my hand."
Right, right. This was a swim lesson. Ree slowly leaned back until she felt Micah's hand on her back once more.
"Here, take my hand. You might feel like you are falling or will go under, but I won't let that happen." Micah leaned over her and flashed his white smile. Ree, wide-eyed, nodded and took his left hand in hers. When she was mostly level, he said soothingly,
"I will be putting my hands on you to help adjust your body. See how your buttocks are dipped down and your body is making a vee shape?" Ree nodded. "Let go of my hand for just a moment. Here, you can put your hand on my stomach for support." Micah, placed Ree's hand on his abdomen. Ree couldn't fail to notice how tight the muscles were, but chose to ignore how much she noticed.
Micah's hand was suddenly under her buttocks and pushing upwards to make her more level. In surprise, Ree's hand moved to his forearm,
which was also ... tight.
"There you go. Now, you must relax. On your back, you ensure your face is out of the water. Now, I've got you. Let go. I want you to kick your legs and feet gently."
Nasku was not left to his own devices during this. Michelle repeated the same instructions and motions to Nasku. The only difference was that she was a little shorter than her twin and she had breasts, largish ones that threatened to spill out of the bikini top and into Nasku's face at any moment.
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Re: Blind Dates: Nasku and Metarie
“You know, my dear Metarie, I hadn’t either!” Nasku chuckled when she called him rakish, leaning towards her a little and making it seem as though they were having a very confidential conversation while following the concierge.
The place was absolutely stunning, he couldn’t say anything else. While he was a little worried about their focus on intimacy and fulfilling pleasures, but then again, wasn’t that why he had brought Metarie to this place? Maybe not quite with the thoughts of getting in her pants – well maybe a little – but with the wish to fulfil her dreams. That, at least, he was definitely achieving. So far at least.
It was safe to say that Nasku grew more and more worried with the exchange and the sight presented before their eyes. It wasn’t that he was a prude, but he preferred to do sensual things and being in naked situations under the veil of privacy. Maybe it might be refreshing however to try something different for a change, and the definite advantage of this was that nobody here knew them and if, on an off-chance, someone else from Marn should be here, then they would most likely not want this to be public knowledge back in Marn either, so no risk for either of their reputations. He wouldn’t want Metarie to get in trouble over this. She did have a reputation in the hospital to uphold after all.
He would have to have words with his servants at some point however.
Well, the swim instructors definitely were something to look at, he couldn’t deny that. Especially since Michelle’s chest was really just.. there. They were quite nice but Nasku was tempted to wave off their offer of any other services they could provide. It was bad enough that he was confronted with her brushing against him at regular intervals, whether on purpose or not but he assumed it was quite simply because she had to somehow repeat the same maneouvres on him that Micah was doing with Metarie. Being a woman, having a chest was quite simply unavoidable and being short, it quite simply made for body contact on more than one occasion. It was hard to ignore but Nasku did his best not to notice. After all, he was here with a very special woman and he was not interested in whatever other things this place had to offer under the guise of ‘customer service’.
Most of his trouble with the whole situation however stemmed from the fact that he was supposed to leave his fate in the hands of someone else and having to trust someone he did not know. He could barely trust his own family, so this was quite a step. Seeing however that Metarie was doing rather well on her end, he followed suit and did his best to follow the instructions.
Soon enough he was floating on his back in the, admittedly, comfortably warm water. It was an odd sensation and he felt the tension in his neck as he forced his head to remain out of the water.
“You will kill your neck if you keep this up,” Michelle chuckled as she placed her hand on the area in question, making him flinch a little as he hadn’t been prepared for the touch – nor for her chest suddenly being so very close to his face.
“Relax, Nasku. Nothing is going to happen and your head is going to float along with the rest of your body without you needing as much tension as you’re straining your muscles with.”
Once again, he tried to follow the instructions but still found it a little difficult not to tense up too much.
The interesting part came however when Michelle asked him to stand on his feet so she could demonstrate the swimming motions that needed to be learned. At first she demonstrated them by standing next to him and showing him how to move his arms. But then she stepped behind him and helped him move his arms, to make sure he did the right movements and all of a sudden, he could no longer avoid noticing her breasts as they were pressed into his naked back.
Feeling oddly distressed, he looked over at Metarie with a sort of ‘help me’ expression on his face, though he knew that he would just have to suck it up and get it over with. The quicker he learned how to do this, the quicker he could step away from Michelle’s chest.
“Thank you, Michelle. I think I’m starting to get the hang of this.”
The swim instructor stepped away and around him, nodding. “I think you do. Now, the next step is to do keep doing exactly those movements while lifting your feet off the ground.”
Nasku much preferred this part of the lesson as it involved a little less touching all of a sudden and more doing things on his own.
The place was absolutely stunning, he couldn’t say anything else. While he was a little worried about their focus on intimacy and fulfilling pleasures, but then again, wasn’t that why he had brought Metarie to this place? Maybe not quite with the thoughts of getting in her pants – well maybe a little – but with the wish to fulfil her dreams. That, at least, he was definitely achieving. So far at least.
It was safe to say that Nasku grew more and more worried with the exchange and the sight presented before their eyes. It wasn’t that he was a prude, but he preferred to do sensual things and being in naked situations under the veil of privacy. Maybe it might be refreshing however to try something different for a change, and the definite advantage of this was that nobody here knew them and if, on an off-chance, someone else from Marn should be here, then they would most likely not want this to be public knowledge back in Marn either, so no risk for either of their reputations. He wouldn’t want Metarie to get in trouble over this. She did have a reputation in the hospital to uphold after all.
He would have to have words with his servants at some point however.
Well, the swim instructors definitely were something to look at, he couldn’t deny that. Especially since Michelle’s chest was really just.. there. They were quite nice but Nasku was tempted to wave off their offer of any other services they could provide. It was bad enough that he was confronted with her brushing against him at regular intervals, whether on purpose or not but he assumed it was quite simply because she had to somehow repeat the same maneouvres on him that Micah was doing with Metarie. Being a woman, having a chest was quite simply unavoidable and being short, it quite simply made for body contact on more than one occasion. It was hard to ignore but Nasku did his best not to notice. After all, he was here with a very special woman and he was not interested in whatever other things this place had to offer under the guise of ‘customer service’.
Most of his trouble with the whole situation however stemmed from the fact that he was supposed to leave his fate in the hands of someone else and having to trust someone he did not know. He could barely trust his own family, so this was quite a step. Seeing however that Metarie was doing rather well on her end, he followed suit and did his best to follow the instructions.
Soon enough he was floating on his back in the, admittedly, comfortably warm water. It was an odd sensation and he felt the tension in his neck as he forced his head to remain out of the water.
“You will kill your neck if you keep this up,” Michelle chuckled as she placed her hand on the area in question, making him flinch a little as he hadn’t been prepared for the touch – nor for her chest suddenly being so very close to his face.
“Relax, Nasku. Nothing is going to happen and your head is going to float along with the rest of your body without you needing as much tension as you’re straining your muscles with.”
Once again, he tried to follow the instructions but still found it a little difficult not to tense up too much.
The interesting part came however when Michelle asked him to stand on his feet so she could demonstrate the swimming motions that needed to be learned. At first she demonstrated them by standing next to him and showing him how to move his arms. But then she stepped behind him and helped him move his arms, to make sure he did the right movements and all of a sudden, he could no longer avoid noticing her breasts as they were pressed into his naked back.
Feeling oddly distressed, he looked over at Metarie with a sort of ‘help me’ expression on his face, though he knew that he would just have to suck it up and get it over with. The quicker he learned how to do this, the quicker he could step away from Michelle’s chest.
“Thank you, Michelle. I think I’m starting to get the hang of this.”
The swim instructor stepped away and around him, nodding. “I think you do. Now, the next step is to do keep doing exactly those movements while lifting your feet off the ground.”
Nasku much preferred this part of the lesson as it involved a little less touching all of a sudden and more doing things on his own.
Re: Blind Dates: Nasku and Metarie
Micah’s hands hovered under Ree as she moved through the water. Whenever her body started to dip or turn he would help compensate with directions. Following Michele’s lead, next Micah had Ree practicing a breast stroke while standing. He was taller than she was and when Nasku turned his strickened gaze in Ree’s direction, he would find her concentrating whilst Micah’s hand rested just above her bare left hip in the curve of her waist. Micah’s thumb was moving slowly back and forth across the smooth skin of Ree’s back.
“Right. Now come forward. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” Micah’s hand was now on Ree’s flat, bare stomach as he helped her float and push her hands through the water. Eventually, though, just like a child learning to ride a bike, Ree was moving through the water on her own without realizing Micah had removed his hand. The motions weren’t expert, but like Nasku, Ree had managed to glean the basics.
In unison, the twins said, “OK! Let your feet come down to the bottom. You’ve done very well and have earned a break!”
The twins gave them a little round of applause. Ree smiled at Nasku, proud of both of them for doing something new.
“You aren’t experts, but you know enough to keep your heads out of the water. Be aware that swimming does require more energy than you think. We recommend you stick to the shallower ends of the pool and do not attempt to swim in the ocean until you have been able to complete a series of classes designed to make you stronger swimmers, “ said Micah.
“Refreshments and lounge chairs are available for you, should you want them,” said Michele.
A pair of attendants waited near the stairs with towels for them. Still looking to Naksu, Ree said,
“Refreshments and lounging sounds just perfect. I would prefer a more… private lounging area, though. Are there any?”
The attendant nodded. “There are my Lady. If you will follow me?”
The area chosen for them was near the waterfall. A small lagoon had been built into the pool, next to which they could lay. Additional attendants appeared, placing planters of flowering plants around them, until they could barely see the pool. It was as if they had been given their own private oasis or garden. A canopy offered partial shade, should they choose to use it. Two lounge chairs, wide enough for two, sat full in the sun waiting for them. A low table sat between the two chairs with a pitcher of water, glasses, a bottle of sun lotion, and a small bell.
The attendant spoke. “We hope this is more to your liking and meets your needs. For service, feel free to ring the bell.”
Ree smiled at Nasku again.
“Yes, this is perfect.”
“Very good. If you would, please allow us to apply sun lotion on you. This blend will ensure your skin is not burnt in the sun.”
Ree looked to Nasku, the smile still on her lips. “That would be greatly appreciated.”
Ree moved to one of the lounge chairs and sat. She had chosen a spot such that Nasku had the option to lay on the lounger with her or to take the other lounge chair. Either way, when she lay down and turned her face, she would be able to see him. For now, though, she stood and allowed the attendant to smooth the oil on her skin.
The attendant started at her head, by first placing Ree’s hair in a hair tie. Then, the attendant carefully applied something to Ree’s face, neck, and even her ears. A lip balm was applied, too. The woman’s hands slid down each arm, making sure to apply the sun block evenly down to Ree’s fingers.
Ree’s gaze never left Nasku as she watched another attendant do the same to him. Maybe there was something to this attendant thing. Although it wasn’t her hands doing the touching, the sensation it gave Ree was … stimulating all the same. Wherever the attendant’s hands went on him drew her gaze to that place. Then, she would look up, back to Nasku’s face.
With his hair up, she could see the line of his jaw and neck. She could see the curve and point of his ears. In the look she gave him were echoes of the appreciation she had shown the night before. He truly was beautiful to look upon.
“If my Lady would care to lay down?”
Ree complied by laying on her belly. Even the scent of the oil was luscious and luxurious. The attendant smiled as she drew her hands down and untied the strings to the top of the bikini and let them fall to the sides. Noting the way Ree looked at Nasku, the attendant murmured,
“Your Lord is very attractive. My Lady is very lucky.”
Ree blinked slowly, enjoying the massage of fingers over her skin as the attendant applied the oil to her shoulders and bare back. The slow smile returned as she looked on Nasku. Ree allowed herself to be bold, to look at him fully from head to toe, to allow her gaze to linger.
“Yes. Yes, he is.”
The attendant moved away and began smoothing oil over her feet and working her way up her legs. The warmth of the sun, the massaging, and the sight of Nasku all conspired to heighten her senses. Ree’s eyes drifted shut for a moment. Hands smoothed up her thighs and hips, to finish the application.
Ree felt liberated, sensual, and more. There was something very risqué in all this for her. For others, who were more experienced or more jaded, the way she felt would probably be considered silly or simple. But, for Ree, she was enjoying being exposed to the sun like this. Had someone told her she would, she would have been appalled at the time. But, here, in this place, it seemed right and natural – even with Nasku looking on. Why should she be ashamed of herself, of her body? With two simple pulls, the bottoms she wore could be removed, too, though they hadn’t been.
“It would appear my Lord thinks the same of his Lady.” The attendant murmured.
“Good,” Ree replied with an equal murmur as her eyes drifted open to gaze upon Nasku again.
“Right. Now come forward. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” Micah’s hand was now on Ree’s flat, bare stomach as he helped her float and push her hands through the water. Eventually, though, just like a child learning to ride a bike, Ree was moving through the water on her own without realizing Micah had removed his hand. The motions weren’t expert, but like Nasku, Ree had managed to glean the basics.
In unison, the twins said, “OK! Let your feet come down to the bottom. You’ve done very well and have earned a break!”
The twins gave them a little round of applause. Ree smiled at Nasku, proud of both of them for doing something new.
“You aren’t experts, but you know enough to keep your heads out of the water. Be aware that swimming does require more energy than you think. We recommend you stick to the shallower ends of the pool and do not attempt to swim in the ocean until you have been able to complete a series of classes designed to make you stronger swimmers, “ said Micah.
“Refreshments and lounge chairs are available for you, should you want them,” said Michele.
A pair of attendants waited near the stairs with towels for them. Still looking to Naksu, Ree said,
“Refreshments and lounging sounds just perfect. I would prefer a more… private lounging area, though. Are there any?”
The attendant nodded. “There are my Lady. If you will follow me?”
The area chosen for them was near the waterfall. A small lagoon had been built into the pool, next to which they could lay. Additional attendants appeared, placing planters of flowering plants around them, until they could barely see the pool. It was as if they had been given their own private oasis or garden. A canopy offered partial shade, should they choose to use it. Two lounge chairs, wide enough for two, sat full in the sun waiting for them. A low table sat between the two chairs with a pitcher of water, glasses, a bottle of sun lotion, and a small bell.
The attendant spoke. “We hope this is more to your liking and meets your needs. For service, feel free to ring the bell.”
Ree smiled at Nasku again.
“Yes, this is perfect.”
“Very good. If you would, please allow us to apply sun lotion on you. This blend will ensure your skin is not burnt in the sun.”
Ree looked to Nasku, the smile still on her lips. “That would be greatly appreciated.”
Ree moved to one of the lounge chairs and sat. She had chosen a spot such that Nasku had the option to lay on the lounger with her or to take the other lounge chair. Either way, when she lay down and turned her face, she would be able to see him. For now, though, she stood and allowed the attendant to smooth the oil on her skin.
The attendant started at her head, by first placing Ree’s hair in a hair tie. Then, the attendant carefully applied something to Ree’s face, neck, and even her ears. A lip balm was applied, too. The woman’s hands slid down each arm, making sure to apply the sun block evenly down to Ree’s fingers.
Ree’s gaze never left Nasku as she watched another attendant do the same to him. Maybe there was something to this attendant thing. Although it wasn’t her hands doing the touching, the sensation it gave Ree was … stimulating all the same. Wherever the attendant’s hands went on him drew her gaze to that place. Then, she would look up, back to Nasku’s face.
With his hair up, she could see the line of his jaw and neck. She could see the curve and point of his ears. In the look she gave him were echoes of the appreciation she had shown the night before. He truly was beautiful to look upon.
“If my Lady would care to lay down?”
Ree complied by laying on her belly. Even the scent of the oil was luscious and luxurious. The attendant smiled as she drew her hands down and untied the strings to the top of the bikini and let them fall to the sides. Noting the way Ree looked at Nasku, the attendant murmured,
“Your Lord is very attractive. My Lady is very lucky.”
Ree blinked slowly, enjoying the massage of fingers over her skin as the attendant applied the oil to her shoulders and bare back. The slow smile returned as she looked on Nasku. Ree allowed herself to be bold, to look at him fully from head to toe, to allow her gaze to linger.
“Yes. Yes, he is.”
The attendant moved away and began smoothing oil over her feet and working her way up her legs. The warmth of the sun, the massaging, and the sight of Nasku all conspired to heighten her senses. Ree’s eyes drifted shut for a moment. Hands smoothed up her thighs and hips, to finish the application.
Ree felt liberated, sensual, and more. There was something very risqué in all this for her. For others, who were more experienced or more jaded, the way she felt would probably be considered silly or simple. But, for Ree, she was enjoying being exposed to the sun like this. Had someone told her she would, she would have been appalled at the time. But, here, in this place, it seemed right and natural – even with Nasku looking on. Why should she be ashamed of herself, of her body? With two simple pulls, the bottoms she wore could be removed, too, though they hadn’t been.
“It would appear my Lord thinks the same of his Lady.” The attendant murmured.
“Good,” Ree replied with an equal murmur as her eyes drifted open to gaze upon Nasku again.
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Re: Blind Dates: Nasku and Metarie
Nasku gladly returned Metarie’s smile in the pool, equally happy that they had successfully survived their first swimming lesson, and though they may not be able to go out and swim in the ocean, he was content with that fact.
And a private lounging area sounded fantastic.
He really had to hand it to the owner of this place – it did cater to one’s every whim and it was amazingly done. At least, he didn’t get the impression that he was imposing on the attendants but rather that they were more than happy to fulfil their wishes. It seemed so natural.
“Yes, thank you,” Nasku agreed though without looking at the attendants but only having eyes for Metarie when she once again smiled at him. This private area was more than perfect for what they needed. There were refreshments, lounges, shade, water, and private space for just the two of them. What more could they want?
When Metarie accepted for the attendants to put the lotion on them, the corners of his lips pulled up into a slightly mischievous grin. He could have helped her with the lotion, gladly would have done so but it seemed as though Metarie wanted to play a little. Or maybe she really was shy? Maybe it was better if they didn’t have each other’s hands roam over each other’s bodies in as sensual a motion as rubbing lotion onto the skin.
Carefully, Nasku chose the second lounger but only because he wanted to at least somewhat keep up appearances and because he wanted to give himself a breather from what he was suddenly experiences because.. wow.
Never would he have thought that seeing someone else coating Metarie’s skin in oil would be as sensual as it felt to him now. He barely noticed that his hair was being tied up onto his head in a similar fashion than Metarie’s so it wouldn’t get in the way. He barely noticed the hands of the attendant guiding him to either sit or lie down when it was more comfortable for the attendant to do her job. His eyes did not leave Metarie. When he imagined that those could be his hands…
His eyes regularly flickered back up to her face, sometimes crossing gazes with her but he couldn’t help but watching the hands moving over her skin. It was only when he watched the attendant’s hands move up Metarie’s thights towards her hips, seeing how Metarie’s eyes closed of their own accord, that he was suddenly very glad that he was lying on his stomach. Heat rushed to his cheeks and when Metarie suddenly looked at him, it almost felt like her look was burning right through him, lighting even more of a fire inside. He was sure she knew what he was thinking and for a moment it almost shamed him, but the thought passed very quickly when he remembered their encounter the previous night. She already knew how he felt about her, why should he hide it?
When the attendants had finished their massages, they left Nasku and Metarie to their own devices. Nasku’s attendant didn’t even bother to try and talk to him, knowing that he would not hear her, like he hadn’t during the whole massage. The other one briefly motioned to the bottle of sun lotion on the table between the two lounge chairs and said: “A bottle of sun lotion has been provided for you, should you need to renew the protection. We suggest you do after a few dips, to assure protection because the oil will gradually be washed away by the water. If you need anything…” The girl drifted off with a grin, motioning for her colleague to depart. There was nothing left for them to do.
“Are you comfortable? Is everything to your liking?” It wasn’t easy for Nasku to bring himself to talk. He wanted to just lay there and gaze upon the woman of his dreams but at the same time, he wanted to make sure that she was content, that everything was the way she wanted it to be.
“If there is anything else you want? Something I can do for you?” He almost sounded hopeful when he asked the latter question. Oh why had he chosen the second lounger? If he hadn’t, he could be so much closer to her now. Maybe even casually, innocently let a finger dance up her back. Should he just move to her chair? Should he ask her to come share his? He didn’t want to impose himself on her but he didn’t want her to think that she would have to move for him.
Sitting up, he poured some water from the pitcher and moved over to Metarie’s chair to hand it to her. After a moment’s hesitation, he sat down next to her and gazed down at her. “I could continue that massage, if you wanted…?” And just as he had imagined himself doing, he let his finger tips lightly graze over the naked skin on her back, starting from her shoulder blades and moving slowly down her back.
And a private lounging area sounded fantastic.
He really had to hand it to the owner of this place – it did cater to one’s every whim and it was amazingly done. At least, he didn’t get the impression that he was imposing on the attendants but rather that they were more than happy to fulfil their wishes. It seemed so natural.
“Yes, thank you,” Nasku agreed though without looking at the attendants but only having eyes for Metarie when she once again smiled at him. This private area was more than perfect for what they needed. There were refreshments, lounges, shade, water, and private space for just the two of them. What more could they want?
When Metarie accepted for the attendants to put the lotion on them, the corners of his lips pulled up into a slightly mischievous grin. He could have helped her with the lotion, gladly would have done so but it seemed as though Metarie wanted to play a little. Or maybe she really was shy? Maybe it was better if they didn’t have each other’s hands roam over each other’s bodies in as sensual a motion as rubbing lotion onto the skin.
Carefully, Nasku chose the second lounger but only because he wanted to at least somewhat keep up appearances and because he wanted to give himself a breather from what he was suddenly experiences because.. wow.
Never would he have thought that seeing someone else coating Metarie’s skin in oil would be as sensual as it felt to him now. He barely noticed that his hair was being tied up onto his head in a similar fashion than Metarie’s so it wouldn’t get in the way. He barely noticed the hands of the attendant guiding him to either sit or lie down when it was more comfortable for the attendant to do her job. His eyes did not leave Metarie. When he imagined that those could be his hands…
His eyes regularly flickered back up to her face, sometimes crossing gazes with her but he couldn’t help but watching the hands moving over her skin. It was only when he watched the attendant’s hands move up Metarie’s thights towards her hips, seeing how Metarie’s eyes closed of their own accord, that he was suddenly very glad that he was lying on his stomach. Heat rushed to his cheeks and when Metarie suddenly looked at him, it almost felt like her look was burning right through him, lighting even more of a fire inside. He was sure she knew what he was thinking and for a moment it almost shamed him, but the thought passed very quickly when he remembered their encounter the previous night. She already knew how he felt about her, why should he hide it?
When the attendants had finished their massages, they left Nasku and Metarie to their own devices. Nasku’s attendant didn’t even bother to try and talk to him, knowing that he would not hear her, like he hadn’t during the whole massage. The other one briefly motioned to the bottle of sun lotion on the table between the two lounge chairs and said: “A bottle of sun lotion has been provided for you, should you need to renew the protection. We suggest you do after a few dips, to assure protection because the oil will gradually be washed away by the water. If you need anything…” The girl drifted off with a grin, motioning for her colleague to depart. There was nothing left for them to do.
“Are you comfortable? Is everything to your liking?” It wasn’t easy for Nasku to bring himself to talk. He wanted to just lay there and gaze upon the woman of his dreams but at the same time, he wanted to make sure that she was content, that everything was the way she wanted it to be.
“If there is anything else you want? Something I can do for you?” He almost sounded hopeful when he asked the latter question. Oh why had he chosen the second lounger? If he hadn’t, he could be so much closer to her now. Maybe even casually, innocently let a finger dance up her back. Should he just move to her chair? Should he ask her to come share his? He didn’t want to impose himself on her but he didn’t want her to think that she would have to move for him.
Sitting up, he poured some water from the pitcher and moved over to Metarie’s chair to hand it to her. After a moment’s hesitation, he sat down next to her and gazed down at her. “I could continue that massage, if you wanted…?” And just as he had imagined himself doing, he let his finger tips lightly graze over the naked skin on her back, starting from her shoulder blades and moving slowly down her back.
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Ree’s eyes had drifted closed and she semi-rested. Not sleeping, no, her body was much to awake and aware, her brain much too filled with… thoughts… and images… as she lay there. The attendant’s words, as they departed, were tucked away but not really given much attention.
It wasn’t until they were alone that Nasku came to her. Ree appreciated that, though she knew they weren’t truly isolated. The sense of it was an illusion cast by fronds, flower, and leaves. He asked questions. Ree smiled and opened her eyes slowly, keeping them half-closed because of the bright sun.
“You’ve more than exceeded my hopes or expectations.” She replied. She meant it. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined a scenario such as this. Her dreams had been so, so tame by comparison. Doubts about his knowledge of what the place surfaced for a moment. But, she had to believe, had to, that he had not engineered the whole thing, that they were discovering things about themselves and each other together.
For a moment, he blocked out the sun. Her gaze took him in and another thrill ran through her, this one fraught with desire. An amused, rueful smile curved her lips as she looked up and propped herself slightly up on both elbows as he sat beside her. Again, that wave of desire filled her. Ree closed her eyes and dropped her head slightly as his finger drew down her back leaving a trail of awareness and heat that pooled low between her thighs. Ree inhaled a breath she hoped didn’t come across as shaky or ragged. Certainly, despite the warmth of the day, her skin prickled under his touch.
“I’d like that.” She fell silent for a moment. Ree turned her head, so she could see him from the corner of her eye, but where he sat afforded her only the view of his thigh. Oh. My… a sudden need to talk fueled by whatever insecurities she harbored pushed words out of her mouth.
“You know, I never knew I had it in me to be such a sensualist? Though, I… I don’t think I could… “ the word share came to mind. “I’m glad they had something more private. I .. laying out where everyone can see, doesn’t that sort of invite participation or … oh, I don’t know, at least looking? I suppose if I were just enjoying the sun, maybe I could, but …” Ree gave a breathy laugh.
“There’s probably something very natural about laying in the sun without … without clothes, but for some reason maybe I’m applying something more … erotic to it than I should? Or maybe, it is just because this place is designed for it? It’s not like I am ashamed of my body, but perhaps being raised in Marn has made me feel that what lies under my clothes is private and only to be shared with someone I want to share it with.” Suddenly curious, Ree pushed herself up more on her elbows so she could see Nasku better. She turned her body, right arm across her breasts to hold her top on them, as she propped on her left elbow. Her legs slightly scissored, her right leg, crooked atg the knee, caused her thigh to create contact with him, unintentionally brushing against Nasku’s backside.
“Have you ever participated in anything like that before? In Marn? As a doctor, I’ve heard things after all about the things people get up to. Oh, not about you, I mean, but what do you think? I mean… am I really just an old prude? I never thought myself one before, but… I realize now, I hadn’t really approved of it. Maybe it is just that my definition of intimacy just can’t seem to extend beyond two people.”
Ree frowned slightly, turning analytical and thought-filled. Insecurities were forgotten as she mulled things over. Ree shifted again, sitting up on her left hip. Her left arm was straight, still propping up her body. The right still covered her breasts. Her gaze drifted to his shoulder, but wasn’t really staring at him. She was just in thought.
“I find myself examining myself and wondering about the constraints I place on me. Am I worried about being thought less of? I wonder why I find the thought of being naked in the sun so exciting, so… arousing. I wonder if I could do some of the things the concierge mentioned. Watching the attendant touch you had a definite effect on me as did being touched as you watched."
So caught up in her analytical thoughts, Ree did not think about what she said. She was sharing and looking to compare notes.
“Is that unusual?”
Ree finally, finally stopped talking long enough to realize she’d been talking incessantly. She ducked her head and grinned shyly. “Oh. I was talking too much, wasn’t I?”
It wasn’t until they were alone that Nasku came to her. Ree appreciated that, though she knew they weren’t truly isolated. The sense of it was an illusion cast by fronds, flower, and leaves. He asked questions. Ree smiled and opened her eyes slowly, keeping them half-closed because of the bright sun.
“You’ve more than exceeded my hopes or expectations.” She replied. She meant it. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined a scenario such as this. Her dreams had been so, so tame by comparison. Doubts about his knowledge of what the place surfaced for a moment. But, she had to believe, had to, that he had not engineered the whole thing, that they were discovering things about themselves and each other together.
For a moment, he blocked out the sun. Her gaze took him in and another thrill ran through her, this one fraught with desire. An amused, rueful smile curved her lips as she looked up and propped herself slightly up on both elbows as he sat beside her. Again, that wave of desire filled her. Ree closed her eyes and dropped her head slightly as his finger drew down her back leaving a trail of awareness and heat that pooled low between her thighs. Ree inhaled a breath she hoped didn’t come across as shaky or ragged. Certainly, despite the warmth of the day, her skin prickled under his touch.
“I’d like that.” She fell silent for a moment. Ree turned her head, so she could see him from the corner of her eye, but where he sat afforded her only the view of his thigh. Oh. My… a sudden need to talk fueled by whatever insecurities she harbored pushed words out of her mouth.
“You know, I never knew I had it in me to be such a sensualist? Though, I… I don’t think I could… “ the word share came to mind. “I’m glad they had something more private. I .. laying out where everyone can see, doesn’t that sort of invite participation or … oh, I don’t know, at least looking? I suppose if I were just enjoying the sun, maybe I could, but …” Ree gave a breathy laugh.
“There’s probably something very natural about laying in the sun without … without clothes, but for some reason maybe I’m applying something more … erotic to it than I should? Or maybe, it is just because this place is designed for it? It’s not like I am ashamed of my body, but perhaps being raised in Marn has made me feel that what lies under my clothes is private and only to be shared with someone I want to share it with.” Suddenly curious, Ree pushed herself up more on her elbows so she could see Nasku better. She turned her body, right arm across her breasts to hold her top on them, as she propped on her left elbow. Her legs slightly scissored, her right leg, crooked atg the knee, caused her thigh to create contact with him, unintentionally brushing against Nasku’s backside.
“Have you ever participated in anything like that before? In Marn? As a doctor, I’ve heard things after all about the things people get up to. Oh, not about you, I mean, but what do you think? I mean… am I really just an old prude? I never thought myself one before, but… I realize now, I hadn’t really approved of it. Maybe it is just that my definition of intimacy just can’t seem to extend beyond two people.”
Ree frowned slightly, turning analytical and thought-filled. Insecurities were forgotten as she mulled things over. Ree shifted again, sitting up on her left hip. Her left arm was straight, still propping up her body. The right still covered her breasts. Her gaze drifted to his shoulder, but wasn’t really staring at him. She was just in thought.
“I find myself examining myself and wondering about the constraints I place on me. Am I worried about being thought less of? I wonder why I find the thought of being naked in the sun so exciting, so… arousing. I wonder if I could do some of the things the concierge mentioned. Watching the attendant touch you had a definite effect on me as did being touched as you watched."
So caught up in her analytical thoughts, Ree did not think about what she said. She was sharing and looking to compare notes.
“Is that unusual?”
Ree finally, finally stopped talking long enough to realize she’d been talking incessantly. She ducked her head and grinned shyly. “Oh. I was talking too much, wasn’t I?”
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Re: Blind Dates: Nasku and Metarie
Nasku chuckled lightly as Metarie suddenly started talking like a waterfall, though he had to admit that he somewhat shared her thoughts. “You know, until we came here, I never really thought about it. Being who we are in Marn, I never really considered that people actually do watch you, observe you, no matter what you do, and most likely wait for you to make a misstep so they can gossip about it. This place...” Nasku let his eyes briefly stray away from Metarie and to the world beyond their private plants. “This place really does seem to invite outside participation, and I’m really glad that you feel the same way about that as I. I’m not one for sharing.”
Partially, this was because he was starting to become very aware of himself in a way that he had never been. He was used to catching people’s eyes; after all, it was unavoidable being who he was, looking the way he did. He was not used however to people seeing him in such detail. Partially, this was because he did not want to share Metarie with anyone else. And it was more than just a little relief to have Metarie express those thoughts as well.
Nasku let his hands drop away from smoothing over Metarie’s skin – he had set out to properly massage her but since she was still propped up on her elbows, it wouldn’t have been a good idea and might have created sore muscles, which was in no way his intention, so he had resorted to just feigning to rub in the oil a bit more – when Metarie lifted herself a little higher to face him.
“Participated? No,” Nasku replied, his cheeks burning up a little when he considered the question a little longer. It was the truth, he had never participated, but.. “I may have orchestrated a few, shall we say, parties, that may or may not have ended up in a similar situation with many people sharing too much skin and...” Nasku trailed off. He couldn’t be sure what exactly had happened but he was fairly certain that usually it had ended up with situations that were not fit to be explained in polite company. Should he tell her that he wasn’t quite put off by the idea of what some people got up to in Marn? Maybe not. It would put a damper on his unwillingness to share her, which was a very strong feeling suddenly. No matter how many pretty girls there were in this resort, he had only eyes for her, and he was disinclined to engage in any kind of sharing.
With a sigh, he shifted his body a little, positioning his left leg as though he was intending to sit down cross-legged. Unintentionally, his leg was now fully lined up to hers, evidently touching it, with her right leg ever so slightly across his. He let his hands drop into his lap. “You know, I do agree on the intimacy part. And I have never felt this strongly about keeping certain things private between just two people, intimate and secret, without anyone else interfering or even just observing. But,” he cleared his throat, “I haven’t always felt this way. Intimacy is something I experience rarely. Lust and sex however... There are certain things that can be quite enticing when you know you have an audience but this isn’t always the case. It isn’t the case with you.”
Without knowing he did so, Nasku pushed his hair back behind his ear, or rather, he moved to do so only to realise that his hair was still put up from when the attendant had oiled him. Feeling a little silly, he smiled sheepishly at her before letting his hand drop again, looking down at them.
“I don’t want you to get this the wrong way. I don’t want you to think that I am merely saying this to get you into bed. I am saying this because I really do feel this way. Intimacy is something I value, something I consider private, and above all something I really do not want to share with a lot of people.”
At this, he finally raised his eyes again, searching her face. “You are one such person, Metarie. I guess, the point I’m trying to make,” he laughed briefly, “is that it isn’t unusual to feel the way you do. While you value intimacy in a certain aspect, there are other things, more public motions or situations, that can be very,” Nasku swallowed, remembering the woman’s hands all over Metarie’s immaculate body and his eyes unconsciously dropped to the way her right arm was crossed over her chest, “very arousing.”
Stretching his arm, he touched his hand gently to the arm in question, a tentative suggestion not a command or expectation. “You really shouldn’t hide yourself, Metarie. You are the most beautiful woman here. Or most everywhere.”
Partially, this was because he was starting to become very aware of himself in a way that he had never been. He was used to catching people’s eyes; after all, it was unavoidable being who he was, looking the way he did. He was not used however to people seeing him in such detail. Partially, this was because he did not want to share Metarie with anyone else. And it was more than just a little relief to have Metarie express those thoughts as well.
Nasku let his hands drop away from smoothing over Metarie’s skin – he had set out to properly massage her but since she was still propped up on her elbows, it wouldn’t have been a good idea and might have created sore muscles, which was in no way his intention, so he had resorted to just feigning to rub in the oil a bit more – when Metarie lifted herself a little higher to face him.
“Participated? No,” Nasku replied, his cheeks burning up a little when he considered the question a little longer. It was the truth, he had never participated, but.. “I may have orchestrated a few, shall we say, parties, that may or may not have ended up in a similar situation with many people sharing too much skin and...” Nasku trailed off. He couldn’t be sure what exactly had happened but he was fairly certain that usually it had ended up with situations that were not fit to be explained in polite company. Should he tell her that he wasn’t quite put off by the idea of what some people got up to in Marn? Maybe not. It would put a damper on his unwillingness to share her, which was a very strong feeling suddenly. No matter how many pretty girls there were in this resort, he had only eyes for her, and he was disinclined to engage in any kind of sharing.
With a sigh, he shifted his body a little, positioning his left leg as though he was intending to sit down cross-legged. Unintentionally, his leg was now fully lined up to hers, evidently touching it, with her right leg ever so slightly across his. He let his hands drop into his lap. “You know, I do agree on the intimacy part. And I have never felt this strongly about keeping certain things private between just two people, intimate and secret, without anyone else interfering or even just observing. But,” he cleared his throat, “I haven’t always felt this way. Intimacy is something I experience rarely. Lust and sex however... There are certain things that can be quite enticing when you know you have an audience but this isn’t always the case. It isn’t the case with you.”
Without knowing he did so, Nasku pushed his hair back behind his ear, or rather, he moved to do so only to realise that his hair was still put up from when the attendant had oiled him. Feeling a little silly, he smiled sheepishly at her before letting his hand drop again, looking down at them.
“I don’t want you to get this the wrong way. I don’t want you to think that I am merely saying this to get you into bed. I am saying this because I really do feel this way. Intimacy is something I value, something I consider private, and above all something I really do not want to share with a lot of people.”
At this, he finally raised his eyes again, searching her face. “You are one such person, Metarie. I guess, the point I’m trying to make,” he laughed briefly, “is that it isn’t unusual to feel the way you do. While you value intimacy in a certain aspect, there are other things, more public motions or situations, that can be very,” Nasku swallowed, remembering the woman’s hands all over Metarie’s immaculate body and his eyes unconsciously dropped to the way her right arm was crossed over her chest, “very arousing.”
Stretching his arm, he touched his hand gently to the arm in question, a tentative suggestion not a command or expectation. “You really shouldn’t hide yourself, Metarie. You are the most beautiful woman here. Or most everywhere.”
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Ree hadn’t realized she’d been tense about Nasku’s desires for consuming the other activities the resort offered until he answered. While the idea was… titillating, she was content to leave them as ideas.
What was obvious throughout his comments was that Nasku was much more experienced in certain areas than she, but that was to be expected, she supposed. Did it matter? Perhaps not.
She considered his following words. Ree almost opened her mouth to discuss the definition of intimacy and its contexts. Intimacy did not mean just sexual content, but in broadest terms applied to groups as well as individuals. Intimacy really meant more than the way she had used it, but Nasku seemed to be aligned with her definitions and thoughts. Instead, she chose to listen.
Ree found it interesting that he felt the need to use the word ‘secret.’ She also wondered, from what he’d said, if Nasku had had an audience before. She supposed one did not need to participate in an orchestrated party to have more than one partner or situations like that to occur.
The thing Ree understood most about the exchange was a reiteration of the prior night’s experience. Nasku found her attractive, he was not interested in partaking of the extensive offerings the resort provided, that multiple partners were not a necessity, and he thought he might want more from her than just a physical encounter.
Ree flushed a little and looked down, noting the way his leg had slipped under hers, before looking up to meet his gaze with a little, pleased smile. One might even say the expression that slipped into place was a little mischievous.
Ree lay down on her side and straightened her legs. Her right leg slipped across his as she did. She regarded Nasku, holding his gaze. Ree lifted the bikini top so it dangled between them. She let the top drop into his lap, over is hands, before rolling onto her stomach.
“I think you said something about a massage?” She murmured over her shoulder at him. The smile remained as she continued to regard him from the corner of her eye.
What was obvious throughout his comments was that Nasku was much more experienced in certain areas than she, but that was to be expected, she supposed. Did it matter? Perhaps not.
She considered his following words. Ree almost opened her mouth to discuss the definition of intimacy and its contexts. Intimacy did not mean just sexual content, but in broadest terms applied to groups as well as individuals. Intimacy really meant more than the way she had used it, but Nasku seemed to be aligned with her definitions and thoughts. Instead, she chose to listen.
Ree found it interesting that he felt the need to use the word ‘secret.’ She also wondered, from what he’d said, if Nasku had had an audience before. She supposed one did not need to participate in an orchestrated party to have more than one partner or situations like that to occur.
The thing Ree understood most about the exchange was a reiteration of the prior night’s experience. Nasku found her attractive, he was not interested in partaking of the extensive offerings the resort provided, that multiple partners were not a necessity, and he thought he might want more from her than just a physical encounter.
Ree flushed a little and looked down, noting the way his leg had slipped under hers, before looking up to meet his gaze with a little, pleased smile. One might even say the expression that slipped into place was a little mischievous.
Ree lay down on her side and straightened her legs. Her right leg slipped across his as she did. She regarded Nasku, holding his gaze. Ree lifted the bikini top so it dangled between them. She let the top drop into his lap, over is hands, before rolling onto her stomach.
“I think you said something about a massage?” She murmured over her shoulder at him. The smile remained as she continued to regard him from the corner of her eye.
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Re: Blind Dates: Nasku and Metarie
He hadn’t been quite sure what kind of reaction to expect, though he didn’t regret honestly answering her question. She had a right to know what he thought and, at least in part, what he had gotten up to from time to time in Marn without having to go into explicit detail however.
When she looked at him with something of an impish smile, he couldn’t help but smile back in much the same manner. Apparently she had understood his monologue the way it had been intented, and for that he was glad. He wouldn’t have liked chasing her away with honesty about things she might possibly have frowned upon. Then again, who knew…?
He attentively watched Ree shift positions, enjoying the sight of her legs stretching out beside him, keeping the contact as she slipped one across his. When she suddenly dangled her bikini top between them, his breath hitched. This he had most definitely not expected. There had been hints towards feeling somewhat freer in this resort but he had not expected Metarie to bare her chest, though he didn’t see much before she rolled over onto her stomach.
He knew he should do something or say something intelligent, but all he could do was try and breathe, hoping against hope that his cheeks weren’t burning red. He carefully let the bikini top lay where it had landed – a rather strategically well-placed throw, he had to admit. All the better for him.
Finally, he managed to clear his throat and muttered: “Yes. Yes, I did.” He knew she was watching him and it made him a little nervous but at the same time, along with everything else they had experienced since the previous night, it was arousing him. She was playful, and he liked it.
However, he forced himself to – mostly – push aside thoughts of her bare upper body when he gently placed his hands on her, midback and slowly worked his way along her spine and up to her shoulders, revelling in the smooth feel of her skin. He took his time massaging her neck, before letting his hands gently glide a little forwards to move along her collarbones. The procedure was repeated back and forth a couple of times, staying in non-dangerous shoulder territory though the longer Nasku did this, the more he itched to letting his hands stray elsewhere until he finally couldn’t resist any longer. On his next downwards motion, instead of staying in the upper area, he let his hands glide down her side, precariously close to her naked breasts, possibly teasingly skimming their edge before his hands worked their way towards her spine and from there on downwards.
When she looked at him with something of an impish smile, he couldn’t help but smile back in much the same manner. Apparently she had understood his monologue the way it had been intented, and for that he was glad. He wouldn’t have liked chasing her away with honesty about things she might possibly have frowned upon. Then again, who knew…?
He attentively watched Ree shift positions, enjoying the sight of her legs stretching out beside him, keeping the contact as she slipped one across his. When she suddenly dangled her bikini top between them, his breath hitched. This he had most definitely not expected. There had been hints towards feeling somewhat freer in this resort but he had not expected Metarie to bare her chest, though he didn’t see much before she rolled over onto her stomach.
He knew he should do something or say something intelligent, but all he could do was try and breathe, hoping against hope that his cheeks weren’t burning red. He carefully let the bikini top lay where it had landed – a rather strategically well-placed throw, he had to admit. All the better for him.
Finally, he managed to clear his throat and muttered: “Yes. Yes, I did.” He knew she was watching him and it made him a little nervous but at the same time, along with everything else they had experienced since the previous night, it was arousing him. She was playful, and he liked it.
However, he forced himself to – mostly – push aside thoughts of her bare upper body when he gently placed his hands on her, midback and slowly worked his way along her spine and up to her shoulders, revelling in the smooth feel of her skin. He took his time massaging her neck, before letting his hands gently glide a little forwards to move along her collarbones. The procedure was repeated back and forth a couple of times, staying in non-dangerous shoulder territory though the longer Nasku did this, the more he itched to letting his hands stray elsewhere until he finally couldn’t resist any longer. On his next downwards motion, instead of staying in the upper area, he let his hands glide down her side, precariously close to her naked breasts, possibly teasingly skimming their edge before his hands worked their way towards her spine and from there on downwards.
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Luxurious was the only way to describe it. This was another first, this massaging thing. Should she admit it now? Ree tilted her head down, granting Nasku better access to her neck. Her muscles were tight and she was tense under his fingers. It was good he repeated the motions for it took her a moment or so to get used to his hands on her. Maybe she was just too aware of him to relax? But soon, the repetition won her over until finally she was less tense. When his fingers slid down her sides, brushing the sides of her breasts, the sense of arousal reared again. His hands were warm, even against her sun-warmed skin and felt good.
An unintended ‘mmm’ escaped her. Yes… Luxurious. Ree gave herself over to the moment. Warm sun, cool breeze, hot hands, exotic scents... She was malleable under his hands, moving this way or that to make the most of the touch of his hand.
“Feels good,” she murmured to him. “Thank you,” she said on a sigh. A bead of sweat, or maybe oil, slid down the line of her spine.
An unintended ‘mmm’ escaped her. Yes… Luxurious. Ree gave herself over to the moment. Warm sun, cool breeze, hot hands, exotic scents... She was malleable under his hands, moving this way or that to make the most of the touch of his hand.
“Feels good,” she murmured to him. “Thank you,” she said on a sigh. A bead of sweat, or maybe oil, slid down the line of her spine.
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When she relaxed under his hands, Nasku felt relieved. At least he was doing it right. He had never really had any commentary on his massages, then again he hadn’t generally done it as thoroughly as now, or with the intention of actually turning it into a proper massage rather than just tingling someone into arousal.
Voicing her approval, if unconsciously, was making the hair stand on end on his arms and he suppressed the shiver that went along with it. He brought his hands back into safer territory, only with a few teasing touches here and there. When she then spoke up and thanked him, a smile spread across his face. “You’re more than welcome, dear Metarie. The pleasure is all mine.” And it really was. The longer he kept this up, the more he marvelled over the feel of her skin underneath his fingers.
Her body was starting to react to the combination of sun, heat, oil and massaging and a bead rolled down along her spine. Nasku traced its path with a single finger before massaging the drop back into her skin, which was starting to grow rather hot and a little red.
Reluctantly, Nasku removed his hands, slowly letting his fingers glide along the edge of the bottom part of her swimwear. “Maybe we should let your skin rest a little now before it gets irritated,” he muttered as he remained where he was, looking down at her.
“Scoot over a little, will you?” He nudged her jokingly as he stretched himself out next to her but without actually letting her move anywhere. He just draped himself alongside her, stretching his legs over hers and with an arm lightly over her back, and just looked at her.
Voicing her approval, if unconsciously, was making the hair stand on end on his arms and he suppressed the shiver that went along with it. He brought his hands back into safer territory, only with a few teasing touches here and there. When she then spoke up and thanked him, a smile spread across his face. “You’re more than welcome, dear Metarie. The pleasure is all mine.” And it really was. The longer he kept this up, the more he marvelled over the feel of her skin underneath his fingers.
Her body was starting to react to the combination of sun, heat, oil and massaging and a bead rolled down along her spine. Nasku traced its path with a single finger before massaging the drop back into her skin, which was starting to grow rather hot and a little red.
Reluctantly, Nasku removed his hands, slowly letting his fingers glide along the edge of the bottom part of her swimwear. “Maybe we should let your skin rest a little now before it gets irritated,” he muttered as he remained where he was, looking down at her.
“Scoot over a little, will you?” He nudged her jokingly as he stretched himself out next to her but without actually letting her move anywhere. He just draped himself alongside her, stretching his legs over hers and with an arm lightly over her back, and just looked at her.
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The touch of his fingers along the edge of her lower back wasn't lost on her. It was a proprietary touch, a desirous touch, and surprisingly, she didn't mind.
"Sounds good," she replied.
"Scoot?" Ree started to move, but Nasku didn't let her. Instead her sprawled next to and over her. Surprisingly, she didn't mind that either.
Ree's head was resting on her forearms, face turned toward Nasku. When he stretched out, he gazed at her, not saying much at all. He seemed content just to look at her, touching her. She smiled at him, curious, amused, and playful. The look in his his eyes said she was desirable, that he found her desirable. Was it a speculatuve look, too?
Ree wondered what he was thinnking.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
"Sounds good," she replied.
"Scoot?" Ree started to move, but Nasku didn't let her. Instead her sprawled next to and over her. Surprisingly, she didn't mind that either.
Ree's head was resting on her forearms, face turned toward Nasku. When he stretched out, he gazed at her, not saying much at all. He seemed content just to look at her, touching her. She smiled at him, curious, amused, and playful. The look in his his eyes said she was desirable, that he found her desirable. Was it a speculatuve look, too?
Ree wondered what he was thinnking.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
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“I’m thinking how extraordinarily beautiful you are, how wondrously seducing your smile is, how sinfully delicious your curves are...,” Nasku let his fingers once again lightly trace patterns on her skin, unable to help himself. “I’m thinking how strong I’m coming on and I’m sorry. My intention is not to push you for anything. I just can’t seem to help myself around you anymore.”
Nasku looked at the woman beside him, entangled with him and imagined an altogether different scenario before he forced his thoughts back out of the gutter and continue speaking in a low voice, unsure of where he was going with it all, unsure what she had expected to hear.
“I feel as though I have fallen under a spell. I’m not quite sure if it’s the fact that we’ve travelled to this marvellous place and everything surrounding the circumstances of our little holiday, or if it’s the place itself that has enchanted me. Or... if I have simply fallen under your spell, Metarie.”
Nasku looked at the woman beside him, entangled with him and imagined an altogether different scenario before he forced his thoughts back out of the gutter and continue speaking in a low voice, unsure of where he was going with it all, unsure what she had expected to hear.
“I feel as though I have fallen under a spell. I’m not quite sure if it’s the fact that we’ve travelled to this marvellous place and everything surrounding the circumstances of our little holiday, or if it’s the place itself that has enchanted me. Or... if I have simply fallen under your spell, Metarie.”
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At first, she was smiling a little, closed-mouth, amused smile. And then he said something like... and her eyes widened and she blinked. And then the look he gave her was... and her lips parted, just a little.
Her whole body flushed and she felt the heat in her cheeks. Certainly no one had ever said that about her. Ever. Did people really say those sorts of things? The look on her face showed how much she liked what he said, even as she smiled and said,
"You're corny. I like it."
Ree shifted, lifting up enough on her arms so she could lean toward him. She hesitated, only for a moment, to search his gaze with her own. Then, she kissed him. At first, it was an exploratory kiss - just a touch of lips brushing against lips, eyes open but unfocused , a brush of a kiss to soften the comment turned into something more.
A something composed of a flutter of eyelids as they closed, a rush of desire, a sweet taste of something - was it the oil or was it just him?
A something that turned into the twist and turn of her body until she was pressed against him, skin to skin.
And, speaking of skin, the brush of fingertips across his skin and his fingers against hers all jumbled into the sensation of that something more kiss. The feel of the strength of his shoulders under her hands, and the momentary hesitance to drop her hand lower to feel the curve of his buttock, his hip.
A something that turned the thought, "should I?" into no thoughts at all. No, nothing at all, but here and now.
Her whole body flushed and she felt the heat in her cheeks. Certainly no one had ever said that about her. Ever. Did people really say those sorts of things? The look on her face showed how much she liked what he said, even as she smiled and said,
"You're corny. I like it."
Ree shifted, lifting up enough on her arms so she could lean toward him. She hesitated, only for a moment, to search his gaze with her own. Then, she kissed him. At first, it was an exploratory kiss - just a touch of lips brushing against lips, eyes open but unfocused , a brush of a kiss to soften the comment turned into something more.
A something composed of a flutter of eyelids as they closed, a rush of desire, a sweet taste of something - was it the oil or was it just him?
A something that turned into the twist and turn of her body until she was pressed against him, skin to skin.
And, speaking of skin, the brush of fingertips across his skin and his fingers against hers all jumbled into the sensation of that something more kiss. The feel of the strength of his shoulders under her hands, and the momentary hesitance to drop her hand lower to feel the curve of his buttock, his hip.
A something that turned the thought, "should I?" into no thoughts at all. No, nothing at all, but here and now.
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A smile spread over Nasku’s face when Metarie called him corny. He probably was, though he had never realised it. Or maybe he’s just never spoken to a woman in such a manner. It didn’t matter however. What he had said was the truth and why should he not say it. Maybe he was just emboldened by this place? Or by the fact that Metarie seemed receptive to what he said and he didn’t feel like she’d…
His mind went completely blank when her gaze found his only a heartbeat before their lips connected. Nothing else existed anymore, nothing else mattered anymore. All he could do was let himself drown in the rush of sensations that overtook him.
He let her explore his lips, still almost stunned by the action before he reciprocated and deepened the kiss, lending a hand when she began shifting position, reveling in the sensation of skin and against skin and her fingers starting a little adventure of their own across his body.
Suddenly, he was very aware of her naked breasts crushed against his naked chest and there was no way anymore he could hide the very evident proof of his arousal pressing against her.
He ignored the rush of heat in his cheeks and retraced every move she made on his body on her own. Where her hands went, his went, mirroring her every move, inviting her to do whatever she wanted or whatever she wanted him to do to her.
It was clear that kissing would soon not be enough anymore if they kept this up any length of time.
His mind went completely blank when her gaze found his only a heartbeat before their lips connected. Nothing else existed anymore, nothing else mattered anymore. All he could do was let himself drown in the rush of sensations that overtook him.
He let her explore his lips, still almost stunned by the action before he reciprocated and deepened the kiss, lending a hand when she began shifting position, reveling in the sensation of skin and against skin and her fingers starting a little adventure of their own across his body.
Suddenly, he was very aware of her naked breasts crushed against his naked chest and there was no way anymore he could hide the very evident proof of his arousal pressing against her.
He ignored the rush of heat in his cheeks and retraced every move she made on his body on her own. Where her hands went, his went, mirroring her every move, inviting her to do whatever she wanted or whatever she wanted him to do to her.
It was clear that kissing would soon not be enough anymore if they kept this up any length of time.