Steam

The sound of running water fills the quarters. You pace the room trying to distract yourself, but your attention always returns to the sound of the water, your mind painting pictures of Petra amongst the steam.

You continue to pace until your attention is shifted towards your hunger. You step into the small kitchen, all of the equipment is needlessly complex compared to the similar equipment that you've seen.

After a while you begin to cook using the first meat you found in the storage accompanied with all kinds of unlabeled spices and various vegetables.

You turn your head to the sound of a door opening. You see Petra wrapped tightly in a white towel, steam escaping from the open door. The towel clings tightly to her figure and leaves everything above her slight visible cleavage and under her knees exposed.

She flips some hair away from her eyes, and then eyes you. "Smells good!" She exclaims. "Didn't know you could use that shit." She begins stepping towards the kitchen.

You glower at her. "I'm not an idiot." You turn back to the food.

"You live on the edge of an abandoned quarry in the middle of the woods." She begins to examine the food for a moment before looking back to you. "You get your water from barrels." She shrugs, her towel loosens around her slightly. "Can you really blame me? How am I supposed to know you've even seen a stove?" She laughs, adjusting her towel.

You begin to plate meals for you and Petra. "I hope it's good." You take the plates and walk over to the table.

"Your food hasn't disappointed me before." Petra says, grabbing her clothes from her bed.

"I don't even know what animal this is." You face away from her and take a seat.

With a prolonged flash of pink, Petra appears in the chair in front of you, fully clothed.

The two of you begin to eat.

"This is pretty good." She continues to rapidly eat the food. "Not as good as that stew though."

She points at you with her fork as she finishes chewing. "You gonna finish that?"

You examine your plate, half of the food still present. You sigh as you slide it across the table to her.

She smiles and starts to eat.

You stand and start to make your way to the shower. "Do you think we'll be fighting tomorrow?"

"I hope so!" Petra finishes off the food. "Did they say how many fights were in a day?" Petra begins to fumble with her words as she sees you strip off your shirt and toss it onto your bed.

Petra eyes you with a deep blush on her face as you walk into the room and close the door.

You take your time in the hot shower. After finishing you dry yourself off and put on your unders and pants.

You open the door and turn towards your bed to see Petra laying there with your shirt pressed against her face, her left hand reaching into her pants.

When she notices you she slowly pulls her hand from her pants and moves the shirt away, she looks concerned for a second before a wicked grin appears on her face.

She stands, dropping your shirt on the floor. She reaches up slightly to grab your shoulder, she begins to run her left hand up your abs, you can feel a wet trail get left behind by her fingers.

"Taking off your shirt like that was just mean." She gasps slightly, still running her hands over your muscles, sometimes taking extra time running her fingers along your scars. "You must have noticed how worked up you get me sometimes." She lets out a slight moan. "One of us had to make a move."

You extend your arm and run it along her shoulder and up her neck to cup her face with your hand.

She tilts her head into your hand and opens her mouth with a gasp, letting in, and then sucking on your thumb.

She undoes the fabric around her waist and then lets out your thumb with a moan and a small pop. She looks you up and down again before pushing you into the still steamy shower room.

She pushes you against the wall and pulls your head down into a passionate kiss. Her ample breasts press against you as your tongues dance, she gasps lightly into your mouth.

She breaks the kiss and pulls back, a string of your spits trail with her. She quickly pulls her top off, exposing the rest of her toned upper body and causing her breasts to bounce slightly. She runs her hands down her body starting with her breasts. She begins to pull down her pants as her pink aura starts to shine around her.

She flashes back towards you and forces you back against the wall, your pants drop to the floor.

"Much better." She moans before pulling your head in for another kiss.

"What brought this on?" You ask after she breaks the kiss.

Petra looks you up and down. "You give yourself too little credit, teach." She begins to caress your muscles and scars again. She bites her lower lip. "You're strong, look good, you offered me help, and you treat me well." She kisses you again, briefly this time. "How could I not fall for you?" She chuckles lightly. "Besides, I've always had a thing for guys that can put me in my place."

"Too bad there aren't many of those." You run your hands down her sides and grip her hips.

Petra bites her lip. "No one but you..." She says with a surprising shyness.

You rotate and press her against the wall with a kiss. She moans as you break the kiss. You run your hands up her sides and grope her breasts for a second. She gasps and bites her lip. You look down and can see juices running down her inner thighs, she shyly moves them as you run your hands down her body again. You give her plump, yet firm ass a grope before you start to slowly lift her up against the wall. As she rises against the wall you plant kisses down her abs, stopping right above her pussy.

With a moan Petra throws her legs over your shoulders, you can feel her juices drip from her legs onto your body. "Please keep going..." Petra almost stutters as she asks.

You slowly lick up her sopping slit, causing her to erotically gasp, her legs twitching on your shoulders. The strong scent and salty sweet taste made your already erect cock twitch and throb. You begin to pick up the pace until eventually she crosses her legs and wraps them around your head, pulling you in closer, keeping you from pulling back. At this point you were aggressively lapping her pussy. She moaned loudly as her hold on your head got tighter. Not too long after she pulls you in as much as she can, your tongue penetrates her as she does this. She almost squeals as she arches her back against the wall and begins convulsing slightly as she orgasms, juices aggressively squirt from her pussy onto your face and into your mouth as you continue to eat her out.

As you slow down, the grip her legs had on you loosens. Juices continue to run down her thighs and your face as you ease her back to the ground. Her legs shake as she stands.

"That was..." She pauses as she stares at your cock. "I think I need to lay down." She wobbles a little as she steps forward and leans into you.

You lift her up in a bridal carry and take her to your bed. You lay down and she cuddles up next to you, grabbing your cock with her left hand. You turn your head and the two of you begin to kiss passionately as she starts stroking your cock. You can feel a pulsing from her darkheart as she strokes up and down your large cock slowly, loosening her grip as she goes up, tightening as she goes down.

After a while of she lets go of your cock and grabs your shoulder, pulling you onto your side. She snuggles up closer to you and puts your cock between her toned thighs, though they were firm and defined with muscle, they were still smooth and soft to the touch, not to mention still soaked with her juices. "Let me take care of you." She whispers before initiating another kiss. The warm sensation between her thighs was incredible, and only amplified by her juices and the kissing. She started to move her hips slightly, stroking your cock with her thighs.

She continued to slowly pick up the pace of her hips as the two of you continued to kiss and caress each other.

It didn't take long for the pleasure to catch up to you, and you begin to unload rope after rope of your sperm between her thighs and onto your bed. She slows down her movement and breaks the kiss.

The two of you cuddle in bed for a while before Petra rolls to the edge of the bed and conjures her crystal. She uses it to help her reach her towel from earlier; she uses the towel to clean the two of you up as well as the bed.

She tosses the towel between the two beds and snuggles up against you again.

You pull the unnaturally soft blanket around the two of you and Petra pulls you in closer. "Thanks..." She whispers.

Not long after, she falls asleep.