Good clean fun, part 3

Eventually, you and Brighid manage to stop laughing and catch your breaths. You resume scrubbing her back for her and for a while you both enjoy companionable silence. Eventually, though, she shakes her head a bit as if coming out of a daydream and says, "Well, there is simply too much for me to teach you before we meet with the Council tonight. It will take me hours, maybe days, just to cover the basics of life in the Realms. I am so very angry at your Patron for dumping you here without the knowledge that a yearling would have."

Before she can get steamed up again, you run one hand along her wet flank, stroking her gently. Her muscles ripple under your hand and you can feel her leaning into your touch just a little. "Calm down, firebrand. I can't really put my finger on why, but I have a feeling that my Patron -- assuming that's who I met in that dream -- isn't quite as bad as you think of her. Them. Whatever. I think that rather than my Patron plucking me from Earth and bringing me here, instead I was brought here by something else and my Patron chose me from there. I think this wasn't chosen specifically for me but rather I fit the criteria my Patron needed for a champion. I don't know how all of this works but unless my Patron lied to me for no reason at all, they expended a lot more effort on me than other Patrons spent on their Chosen. I doubt anyone else has anything quite as powerful as my unique Trait, and Cunning Linguist has been incredibly useful to me so far as well. I further doubt anyone else got dropped a half-day's walk from a village in which just so happened to live a beautiful young woman warrior-mage who would grow close enough to them to swear the Oath of Companionship with them in under a week."

Brighi smiles at the compliment but shakes her head dubiously and says, "There is truth in your words and I trust your judgment. but I will reserve the right to be angry later on when I turn out to be have been correct all along. You're wrong about one thing, though, and it leads into something I can teach you here and now that will be of immense use to you. You called me a warrior-mage, but that is not my Class. I realize you do not know much about Classes, and I see why you would call me that, but I am actually a Paladin." You blink at her, brush stilled on her hide for just a moment while you process that information. Before you can ask for more details, though, she continues. "I want you to look at me and focus your mind on learning who I am. Don't ask it as a question in your mind, just focus on the actual desire for knowledge."

You follow her instructions, focusing on her, and...

"Whoa!" You exclaim, and devour the new data hungrily, poring over her character sheet for all the new morsels you can find.

"Do you see my status screen?" She asks.

"Yep! I'm surprised I can see the information in so much detail. I mean, well," You see a chance to get back at her for teasing you so much. "You have one level in Exhibitionist? Tell me that's all from teasing me. Also, I knew those assholes were just making shit up but damn. There's no way you have had very many girlfriends with only two levels in Cunnilingus."

Brighid squawks in surprise and embarrassment and splashes you with water. "Hey! You should not be able to see that! Companions can see more information on each other, but not exact Skill levels. I can see that you are Unskilled in Sex, but not exactly what level you are, as an example." She is blushing furiously, from her hairline, across her cheeks, down her neck, and onto her breasts and down her back. Even her ears are turning red.

You grin at her, glad to finally, finally have her at a disadvantage in something. "I'll tell you my level in Sex if you tell me whether that Exhibitionist level is all from your time with me." You tease her.

She blushes even more fiercely and crosses her arms across her chest; not across her breasts in embarrassment or modesty, but beneath them, pushing them up higher on her chest and causing them to jut out further. Her nipples are hard and sticking out a good two centimeters from her areolas. Finally, she whispers something, but it's too soft for you to hear.

"I can't hear you," You tease her more.

She shivers and squeezes her arms a little tighter around her chest, pushing her breasts up a tiny bit more. "... yes." She whispers again. Her face is nearly the same shade as her hair now.

Operating on little more than a gut feeling, you flip the scrub brush over in your hand so that the smooth wood side is facing down, then rub it lightly across her rump. "You're being too quiet, my firebrand." She shivers again, whether at your words or the feel and location of the brush you're not sure. "I'm telling you, speak up!" So saying, you lift the brush up and bring it down with a wet smack against her rear. She jerks at the sudden shock of it, though you didn't hit her hard at all, and moans out loud.

"Yes!" She says, her voice low and throaty. "I got level one when I masturbated in the brush near the creek with you. I am not normally that loud but thinking about you pleasuring yourself while listening to me drove me crazy. I have also gained a few percent towards advancement every time I teased you with my breasts. And ... and I just gained level one in Submission." You begin to lightly stroke your hand along her flank and across her rump and she whimpers and shifts closer to you.

Yeah, OK, your hard-on was back with a vengeance. "Good girl. Thank you for telling me. I am level four in Sex. It was five, but--" Your mind shies away and you quickly look up at the sky, seeing that there is still a little while until the sun sets. You're not sure how much longer after that is first moonrise, nor are you entirely sure whether this is going to work or you're going to get punched in the dick, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. You let your hand come to a rest on Brighid's rump, just touching her tail, and say to her in a voice projecting much more confidence than you feel, "Your safe word is 'Yellow'. Say it at any time, including right now, and I will immediately stop doing anything sexual to you and we will resume being very good, very close, but platonic friends until and unless a time comes when you request that I do this to you again. Do you understand?"