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F!DB/Ghorbash: "Bravery" 9/?

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He braced himself against the wall, his eyes closed and his breathing slowly going back to normal. When he opened his eyes and looked down at her still led beneath him, she was running her finger along the valley between her breasts and sucking his come off it before collecting some more and peering at it.

“You know, I had never noticed before, but Orsimer sperm has a slight green tinge, doesn’t it?”

She said it so matter of factly, it was as though she were a studying it rather than covered in it. He laughed at her intrigue and she looked up at him and smiled too. He noticed that she was in quite a state and hauled himself off her, saying, “I will get you a cloth.”

“I think you better had; I do not think my legs will take my weight.” Far from seeming bothered, she grinned. “There should be one in the loft in the cupboard in the corner.”

He opened her bedroom door a crack to check that Lydia was not out there and saw that the coast was clear. Still nude, he dashed across to the cupboard she had spoken of and opened it. He rummaged past goblets and found it at last. Just before he turned away, he noticed the ebony axe he had admired when he first arrived.

He made his way back to her room and closed the doors behind him again. He passed her the cloth and said,

“That is a fine axe on the wall.”

She wiped her breasts clean. “Oh, yes; the ebony one?” He nodded and climbed back into bed beside her. “Will you have it?”

He looked at her, startled. “I am sorry?”

She dropped the cloth onto the end table. “The axe. Will you have it?”

“Why would you give it to me? It is a fine thing, you could sell it or – ”

“Or give it to you?”

Ghorbash couldn’t understand. Sometimes, yes, they traded weapons but it was mostly arrows she gave him along with the occasional improvement to his armour or his weapon. Nothing like this. He knew ebony was worth a lot of money and could deal a lot of damage in the right hands.

“Why are looking to give it away?”

She turned on her side, pulling the covers up over the both of them. “I am not looking to give it away freely, only to you. It is a strong weapon and I know you tire of your steel axe.”

It was true, he had more than once echoed his desire for a stronger weapon. “I wasn’t trying to get you to give me anything.”

She laughed. “I know!” She rolled her eyes and curled against him. “Honestly, Ghorbash. I am only trying to give you a gift.”

“Accept my apologies, please. It is just that...” He trailed off, wondering if he should tell her. “In Dushnikh Yal, females give the males weapons as a sign that they are waiting for marriage.”

She spluttered and looked up at him, her eyes wide. “Oh! Right...this isn’t – ”

“I know.” He replied quickly, already wishing he hadn’t said anything.

She gave a nervous smiled and curled back against him. “Good night.”

He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead, smiling slightly at her reaction. “Good night.”