Going to bed

I locked the door, marched over to the cot, and climbed in, deciding to skip the nightly reading.

Immediately, Bain scoffed and gestured at me with a thick, hairy finger.

“Hold on, recruit! No road dirt in my clean sheets. Get those nasty clothes off the bed, do you want bedbugs in there?”
“Apologies, Sir, I didn’t realise...”
“Forgetting basic hygiene, recruit, is a bad idea. You won’t be any use to the Light if you go down with the typhoid, you know?”

I stood up, removing my clothes hesitantly. Unfortunately these were the only ones I had on me... and I wasn’t that keen sharing such a small bed with such a large man. The captain saw my uneasiness and laughed.

“Relax there, I ain’t planning on us getting too up close and personal if you catch my drift.”
“Thank you, captain, that’s reassuring.”
“Yeah, don’t mention it. I don’t swing that way. Not anymore, at least... you know, we did have an exercise program we tried a few years back, getting recruits to bond faster by... you know, getting around and what not.”
“What? You mean as in...?”
“Having sex, recruit, fucking as they call it.”

The captain went off on a slight drunk tangent about his personal experience in the program...

“And that’s how I got my two of my best blowjobs! Let me tell you, some of these lads were better than Stormwind prostitutes. Even old innkeeper Farley’s lass couldn’t hold a torch to them.”

Tired as I was, the more the captain shared, the more uneasy I became. Eventually, he noticed and tried to calm me down again before running off on another tangent about orc women and their alleged massive asses... One thing I took away and that was that captain Bain was an absolute horndog!

Luckily, he eventually grew tired enough to jump in bed and fall asleep, leaving me to wrestle with the disturbing images in my head from his stories...