Bed time.

Trevor remains outside for awhile before returning inside. He heads to his room, starts to sort though his things, and sits at his deck with a few opened books about different ingredients and what that can be used for. It's not unusual for him to spend hours reading without even realizing the time went by. He loves learning, and he's further inspired by his goal to be as noble as his knighted role model.

Night comes. He looks up from his book and towards the window to see that the night has long since set. Oops! I better get some rest.

He slips on soft pajamas--a white button-up top and pants. As he gets into bed, he looks up, and starts to remember Sabri. His mind rewinds back to when she was crawling over him, exactly in this position. He could see straight down her nightgown, and it was barely holding onto her body as-is. He shivers, and feels like cock start to stiffen.

No, no... I'm by myself and it's still happening. This is overwhelming.

He groans and turns onto his side.

If I don't get some rest, I'll end up going crazy.

Though it takes some time to shake off his feelings, his body slowly falls limp. His mind drifts away, and the squire boy is soon fast asleep. The night passes through, and all things considered, he gets a nice sleep, probably from all the travel and mental strain.

He only hopes the next day will be easier.

The sun slowly rises the next morning. Birds awaken first, and greet Trevor with their soothing music to start the day. He grumbles and slowly opens his eyes to stare at the blank white ceiling. Gentle, orange light fills the room. He's more than used to waking up early, so that isn't a problem for him, but he's still getting used to the new bed. It's far more comfortable than any bed he's used before.

Trevor turns to his side and squeezes the pillow. Time to get up. I need to make Dalaworth proud. But as his eyes focus, he notices there's a figure laying in the bed directly beside him.

He reacts with a shudder. His eyes widen. It's a girl beside him, but it isn't Sabri. She's the fox girl he's only met once--Yukiko. Though, she's not actually laying down completely. She's leaning up on her elbow and staring directly at him with her piercing blue eyes. Her long, golden hair flows down to the pillow, but she doesn't appear to be wearing a kimono. The blanket lays over her instead, but he can spot a subtle tease of her cleavage, making it possible she isn't wearing anything at all.

"Why are you--!"

She smiles. "Please don't move."

"... How come?"

"If you throw the blanket off me, you'll see me naked, and that would be very embarrassing. You're a gentleman, yes?"

He gulps hard. "N-Naked?" he mumbles under his breath. His eyes trail down her body, from her fox-like ears, to a few of her tails he can spot sticking out from the blanket behind her. It's a thin sheet, and it lays over her curves in a way that causes his breathing to shorten. After hearing what she said, it's morning wood time. There's no holding it back.

"You'll have to get up slowly, or it'll slip right off."

But I can't get up now. I'm just wearing pajama pants... She'll see it! How am I going to hide it? Maybe I can get it back down.

"So you want to stay?" she asks. Then she scoots a little bit closer. Her tone is so soft and sensual. "That's so sweet of you, tending to me in the morning. You remember my name, right?"

"Yeah. It's Yuki," he whispers back.

"I like when you say my name. Your voice sounds so cute but caring. A true gentlemen."

"I don't know about that. I have a lot to learn."

"Yes. You do." She licks her lips.

It's not going down!

She lets out a warm chuckle before she clutches the blanket with one hand, and her other extends up with her palm in the air. A leave materialized as if by magic. Then she lifts it, and places it atop her head, between her ears. She begins to sit up and she watches him closely. "We shouldn't leave Dalaworth waiting, should we? As nice as this is."

"A leaf?" he mumbles.

Trevor is taken by surprise when a poof of swirling white clouds appears around Yuki. He looks back to her, and while the leaf is gone, her body is now covered by the same clothes she had the day prior. Almost. The kimono is purple this time, but she wears it the same--slightly down her shoulders, as if it's about to slip off. She steps up from the bed and her nine tails sway left and right.

"That's amazing." He eyes her over.

She smirks. "Why thank you. Now be a good boy and come."

Her words take away his breath. "Y-Yes. I'll meet you there."

"If you insist." She steps slowly to the door, turns the knob, and opens it up. "But don't take too long."