You go to bed

“Yes,” You’re sporting a happy, satisfied smile as you agree with Eudora and turn your head to look over at her after having spent the last few moments looking down at your long-starved stomach, “I suppose we do.”

“Hmm,” As she speaks, Eudora gets up so that she’s squatting beside you, her left knee protruding out in front of her while her right is planted firmly against the rugs, and reaches out with her hands to seize hold of the silk blanket, paying no mind to how her leaning forwards means that one of her breasts is once more spilling out through the slit in the front of your rag shirt, though you’re quick to notice it, “proper silk…”

“There’s only one, so we’ll have to share,” Eudora tells you as she looks back at you past her shoulder, and while you’re struggling not to ogle her beautiful posterior as it sticks out from underneath the hemline of the shirt, and the thin smile that she’s sporting has you hoping that she’s pleased with that.

“You can have it,” You say, instantly having your internal voice start screaming at you about how stupid you’re acting. Truth is, even after what you and Eudora did, the prospect of spending the night with her curled up against you is enough to leave you both thrilled and terrified.

It’s stupid, but you first spent years loving her without finding the courage to tell her, then months of yearning for her after she’d been taken from you, constantly breaking your own heart by replaying before your inner eye the image of her sorrow as she looked at you whilst being stolen from you by that fat pig who claw at her as though she was nothing more than a piece of merchandise, then finally weeks of being on the run, barely knowing which direction to head in at anyone time and constantly threatened by starvation, all on the minute chance that you might find her once you got to Athenapolis, and now you’re left to wonder what’ll happen once she gets down next to you.

“Don’t be silly,” Eudora orders you, and you can see her smile being replaced by a more earnest look as her slender fingers clutch hold of the soft silk of the blanket, the look that she sends you preceding the nimble twisting of her arms that suddenly has the blanket covering you all the way up to your chest. Throwing a quick glance to your side, you estimate that the blanket is just barely wide enough to cover the both of you. Eudora then repositions herself so that she’s sitting beside you on folded knees, facing the same direction as you until she tilts her head to look at you.

“Comfortable?” While she speaks, Eudora frees herself of the necklaces.

“Very,” You admit, happy to see that Eudora’s face is once more blossoming out into the same sort of radiant smile and finding it a curious sensation to have the silk draped over you. Having spent your life advancing from **** to fugitive, you’re not accustomed to such luxuries.

“Good,” Eudora giggles and further intensifies the vividness of her smile before digging her teeth into her lip, her cheeks turning a little red and her eyelashes quaking a little when she looks up from how she’s grabbed hold of your tunic to offer you a nervous smile, “this shirt doesn’t smell too good.”

“No,” You agree with her, knowing that there’s been weeks since you last got the chance to wash it and your short pants off.

You don’t get the chance to say much more, as Eudora cuts you short by grabbing hold of the hem of her tunic and pulling it up over her head in one fell swoop, her full, perfect breasts jiggling a little as if to celebrate their newfound freedom while she tosses the tunic aside and once more turns her head to smile at you, her cheeks still sporting a bright red colour and her pearly teeth exposed in a warm smile that grows even warmer in the face of how you’re now gawping at her naked body.

“I love the way you look at me,” Eudora tells you as she sinks down onto her side and shuffles closer to you, leaving you struggling to come up with a good response.

You still haven’t succeeded in coming up with any by the time that she slips herself in underneath the blanket and you get to feel her curvaceous body brush against yours.

“This is nice,” Your breathing is heavy, and so is Eudora’s, the hot air coming out of her mouth hitting the side of your neck while the left one of her slender arms slides across your stomach until she’s hugging your waist, and you’re left to wonder if you’re imagining the warm sensation of her pussy being pressed against your left thigh.

“Uh-huh,” Eudora agrees with you, and out of the corner of your eye you can see her biting her lip again before she brings her head closer to you.
You can hear yourself gasping at the feel of her soft lips against your neck as she kisses it, and every muscle in your body seems to tense up to the point of snapping when she slowly forms a trail of tender kisses leading up from your neck onto your cheek.

Suddenly, Eudora’s hand is no longer caressing your right hip, and instead you get to feel her fingers struggling with the knot on your makeshift belt as Eudora presses herself closer against you whilst letting her hot breath wash against your skin.
Before you even have full knowledge of what you’re doing, you’ve pulled your hands down to the front of your pants and taken over the task of getting them undone from Eudora, whose right hand slips up over your chest so that she can play with one of your nipples while resting her head on your shoulder.

Undoing the rope holding your pants up, you roll over onto your side so that you’re facing Eudora, who repositions her head so that its supported by her right hand and wets her lips and unleashes an excited smile as you work fast to first pull down your pants and then kick yourself free of them, forcing them out from underneath the blanket. Since you’d already taken off your sandals, you’re now every bit as naked as Eudora, and she now exhibits perfect control of her body through the manner in which she heaves herself towards you until her ample breasts mashes against your chest and your erect cock is pressed against her stomach.

You can feel her left hand placed against the back of your head as the two of you both lean in for a kiss.