Fan Fiction ❯ Darks' Light ❯ Chapter 4

Darks Light

By Diabloangel

Warning: I have no bate!!! Anyone care for the job?

I awoke slowly the next morning. I just didn't want to get up, so I rubbed my head against my pillow. My pillow was nice and warm and firm, but wait a second, my pillow was soft when I went to sleep last night. I slowly opened my eyes to see a tan bare chest right in front of my face. It took me a moment to realize what I had done. Dang, there goes my tough, I-don't-need-anyone image. I thought to myself as I looked up at Angel. He had a slight smirk on his face. When I saw this I went to just out of bed, but I was brought up short by a yank on my braid.

" I didn't give you permission to leave the bed."

"I thought my presence wasn't needed anymore."

"You will stay in bed until I give you permission to leave. Right now you need rest so you will stay in bed for most of the day." This was all said as the used my braid to pull me back in to the bed and his arms. As I laid my head back down on his chest I was wondering how today would go.

"How did you managed to stay so pale with all your running around?"

"I ran mostly at night. I also just won't tan. That is one reason we were called night flyers."
"You never did answer me yesterday."

"What was the question?"

"Do you have any powers?"
"I have some, I don't know what all of them are. I know I can heal rapidly, put up a protective shield around myself and immediate area, and I am able to sense thing greater than humans."

"What can you sense that I can not?"

"I can hear your guards talking and I have extremely good vision in the dark."

While we were talking he had taken my hair down and started to stroke it. "Why is your hair so long? Why is it so important?"

"I keep it long to remind me of my family and my clan. My father had long hair and my mother would help both of us to braid it. That is why it is long and braided."

"Well the first order of business is to get you and your hair clean. Lets head to the bathing chambers." With this said he picked me up and we left the room.

"As we left I was two guards start to follow us all down the hall. As we entered the chamber they stayed on the outside of the door to stand guard.

Inside the room was a large sunken pool in the center of the room. It was surrounded by a curtain with a towel rack next to it. As Angel walked in he set me down on a chair next to the pool. He then walked to it and started to add some salts and oils to the pool.

"How are we going to do this?"

"We are going to take a bath. The both of us."

"I know you've already seen me, when you changed my clothes. I just don't feel comfortable with this."

"We are starting as we mean to continue. I am not going to do anything with you today but wash you."

"I guess that's ok. But I still haven't done anything like this. I can't really swim."

"Don't worry, I won't let you drown. All you have to do is hold on to me."

"All right. I guess."

So we striped down and started toward the stone pool. As we walked in down the steps the water continued to rise. When we were finally off the step it was up to my shoulders. Walking toward the middle of the pool the water got even deeper. I had to hold on to Angel as we reached at area that would have made breathing difficult. Since angel is about 5 to 9 inches taller than I am, he has no problem.

Even though I was scared that I would drown, I felt like I was in heaven. The warm water and smooth stone, combined with the smell of the salts all worked to make me drowsy and relaxed. I felt secure in Angels strong arms.

"Time to wash, I don't want you to fall asleep in the water. Tip your head all the way back so that all of your hair is under the water."

I did as Angel said and when I got back up he led me to an area where I could stand. He then went to the edge of the pool and got a bottle and poured some on to his hands. He came back to me and started to rub it into my hair and scalp. I thought I could just die from this pleasure. I moaned as he continued, and started to pant as he moved on to my shoulders and back. This just felt heavenly. As he stepped away I mulled at the loss of contact.

"Close your eyes this might sting if it gets in them. Here in a moment I am going to lower you so I can rinse out your hair. Don't panic and don't struggle."

So I closed my eyes and felt myself loose sense of time. The next thing I know I am suddenly tilted back. In my confusion I grip tight to Angel, afraid that he has lost his hold.

"It's alright, your not drowning. I'm just rinsing your hair."

After that he took me to the edge of the pool.

"Now hold on to the ledge here. I am going to go wash myself and the we will dry off and leave. Your new clothes should be ready and in my chambers by now."

As we left the room a short time later (with my head in the clouds from the pleasure of Angel drying me) I was once again carried in his arms. I was wearing one of his robes modified so my wings wouldn't get stuck. It was a bit big and long on me. His fit him like a second skin, sticking to him and outlining his detailed muscles.