Strip down to just your panties

Matching her nakedness seems like the respectable choice here. You discard your leather armor and undershirt as your breasts heave into the open air. The night air drifting into the tent tickles your exposed nipples as they harden slightly. Quietly you pull down your pants and kick them off into the same corner. Clad in just your own cotton panties you creep under the blanket with Petra. It’s much warmer under the blankets as you pull them up to chest height. You turn to Petra who is facing you and admire her sleeping form. She looks peaceful like this, not a care in the world. You enter a light sleep as although your eyes are shut, you can feel something.

One of Petra’s hands subtlety explore your breast as you lay there. Opening your eyes slightly it looks as if she’s still sleeping. She must move a lot in her sleep as her touch doesn’t feel intentional either. Not seeing any real harm, you let her continue as you close your eyes once more. A short while later you feel Petra shifting as you feel her pert ass push into your pelvis. You subconsciously find yourself returning the gesture by gently spooning her. Your bodies rub as you lay together. This is pretty intimate; you wonder how far things will go with Petra.

You lay like that for another hour or so before there is a gentle rapping at your tent’s entrance. The shadow of a man appears as you hear the familiar voice of Krest.

“Petra, it’s time. Baxter spotted orcs 10 minutes or so down the road. Wake up and go find Iyda.” You sense Petra sit up beside you as she speaks in a quiet tone.

“Got it Krest, I’m sure Iyda is not too far.” You feel her gently rub your back as she thinks your still asleep.

“Let’s hope not” Krest grumbles as you hear his footsteps recede. Petra turns you over onto your back as she looks upon you. You sense her eyes looking at your breasts as she gently holds your face.

“Hey wake up Iyda, it’s time to do our part.” Although she speaks in a cheerful tone, you sense a slight nervousness in her voice. Opening your eyes, she smiles down at you.

“Aye looks like we’ve had our rest, it’s go time.” You say quietly to her as you sit up as well. The next couple minutes are a flurry as the two of you get dressed. On accident (you think) you end up sneaking a few glances at each other as you dress. You also get an answer as to why Petra looked so flat. Petra wears bandage wraps around her chest in place of a bra. You ponder the reason behind this choice as you exit the tent behind her.