Revenge of the Gamer

By Christine Reasons

The house was quiet as Sivetri padded down the hall, her intent was the bathroom, her thoughts her own. It was another year of fun times really. She had successfully summoned Whisper, managed to grow a little taller, got new clothing that actually fit properly. As Ashianna called it she filled out nicely and that she was becoming a young woman. Seevee wrinkled her nose at that last thought.

True in many ways Sivetri felt less awkward, though the body changes did cause a bit of interesting talks with Aerlia at night. Even a bit of exploration with them both, touching and asking questions. She blushed a giggle escaping from her as she rounded the corner, the prospect of taking a bath causing her to forget some were sleeping still.

In her hands she carried a drying cloth for her body as well as the new scented oils she had gotten as a gift for frostfell. The moment she had unwrapped them she had wanted a bath, a long very hot bath. And she had waited long enough to finally have one. One all to herself. It wasn’t that Seevee did not enjoy bathing with Aerlia, it was just that she wanted the first time with the oils to be just herself.

See walked past Andarak’s room without her usual glance to the door. Maybe had she been paying attention she would have noticed it creaked open or it closing when she got out of sight. Sivetri smiled even more draping the cloth over her shoulder so she could rap on the outer door of the bath, listening to see if anyone was inside. She waited a few moments, head tilted, straining to hear. With the silence that came back Seevee twisted then pushed open the door with ease, stepping in and closing it behind her.

Once inside she placed the cloth where it would be in easy reach then set up the scented oil bottles on the side of the bath, leaning over it a bit. With her attention on her task, Sivetri missed the piece of panel slightly shift and a faint shimmer of light then nothing. She straightened and started to pull at the laces on her tunic, when they were loose enough See grasped it from the bottom and lifted up and over in one motion, her body turning in the process. When her movements stopped, Seevee was facing the panel and tossing the tunic to the floor.

She stood there with her under shirt barely covering her small well formed breasts, a shiver running down Seevee’s spine from the sudden change in the temperature with the lack of clothing. Its effect more clear when she moved to start on her pants, the erect nipples poking through and being seen. Soon enough Seevee was pushing the clothing down her legs, stepping from them and tossing them over to land on her tunic. A hand went behind and pulled her braid forward, fingers working to tear it apart. As she ran her fingers through the white tresses, Seevee started to hum, her excitement clear in her eyes, the lit candles casting an odd flickering to them.

A bit more humming then Sivetri walked over to the small table on the opposite side of the paneled wall. She grabbed the comb there and started to run it through her hair, working the tangles free, only to hiss softly when it snagged. After getting the snag taken care of Seevee placed the comb down and turned, pulling the under shirt up and over her head, dropping it to the growing pile on the floor.

An odd sound is heard a few seconds after her top was removed. She blinked at the odd sound she heard then shrugged her little shoulders reaching up and pulling her hair into a small bun, her movements causing her breasts to shake just a bit. Seevee then walked over and focused her attention on getting the water drawn and warmed.

The moment the water struck the stones as the bath filled, steam rose. Sivetri watched the water fill the tub, sitting on the edge of the bath then stood up when it was half full. She grabbed one of the bottles she had set on the side, opened it and sniffed, grinning at the sweet smell. “I wonder how they knew I wanted the honeysuckle with lavender.” She murmured out loud, remembering the knowing smile Ark and Ashi had given her when she opened the gift. That smile normally meant they were hiding something. And in this case they were. But Sivetri wasn’t going to know any time soon unless the one whom had really bought it came forward. And chances of that happening were a bit slim, since Darak hated being teased by Aerlia.

A few drops of the oil into the water and the room started to smell, smell just like the hillside did during spring. Sivetri closed the bottle up, set it down then shimmied out of her bottoms, tossing them behind her as she went to climb into the tub, that odd sound being drowned out by her splashing. She sunk into the water to her neck, laying her head against the rim then sat back up a bit, hand going to the soap. With the soap in hand Seevee began to lather her hands up real good then set to washing herself, running her hand over one arm then doing the same with her other, scrubbing over the elbows.

Seevee grabbed the soap again lathering up her hands once more before going to her breasts, cupping them then squeezing them together. Then she rubbed in a circular pattern making sure they got cleaned, palms rubbing over the nipples. Another odd sound is heard and she frowns, looking around the room. Then she heared this thump against the door and a whine. Sighing Seevee climbed from the bath and padded over to the door, naked as the day she was born. She opened it just a little but that little bit was enough for Whisper to push his head through then his body heading for the paneled wall section and flopping down in front of it. His normal spot for when Seevee was bathing even with Aerlia. “there goes my being alone” She muttered as See shut the door and hurried over to get back in the bath, her pleasure in it semi gone now as she rushed through her washing.

A low growl is heard soon after then Whisper yipping some as he faced the paneled wall. “Shhhh Whisper! You will wake Darak” Seevee hissed, looking at him not seeing the panel shift again, closing. Whisper of course settled back down, his ears flicked back and his head staring at the paneled wall.