Part One - Third Year - Chapter [012]

Sunset had given way to our little campfire escapade.

Arslan and I had managed to collect enough firewood to make a small fire.

He made preparations to make the campfire, first digging a hole in the ground, and then placing the firewood around it. This way the ash would catch at the bottom of the mud and dirt, and we could easily just put it out by stashing some dirt on top of it. He was being safe to protect the forest against any unwanted sparks. 

He had a small gardening shovel inside his pack. 

I felt kinda bad for not helping out, so I kinda just crouched and watched him work.

He thoroughly explained his method to me though. 

With only a couple of inches from each other - I could finally see his face up close.

He had that stubby five o'clock shadow, his hair was messy and had a flow to it that parted from the right side of his skull. A big chunk flowed down to his left side. Length wise it was around to the back of his neck.

His eyebrows were intense - big and puffy.

His natural hair color was most probably some sort of onyx color.

Embroiled in a deep tone that shined blue with the rays of light.

His eyebrows reminded me of the color of a raven.

There was a deep dark red beneath them.

Shining iridescent tones of black opal.

His eyes were of a deep beautiful yellowish brown, but underneath it, red shiny honey colors.

And even deeper I could make out a sort of burnt sienna mahogany color. 

His eyes were so pretty. At least I thought so. 

His nose was wide but short and stubble. He had a great nose for his face. 

And his lips, just above his stocky beard.

They were like sharp knives, perfectly formed on his face. 

I wondered what it was like to kiss them. 

My day-dreaming was broken when he addressed me directly.

He had been talking nonstop for the past fifteen minutes about how to properly build a campfire.

You could say I had zoned out for a minute there. 

"You got all that?" he queried.

His voice had grown deeply etched into my mind. If he were to call out my name in that deep crackling treble. I would surely fall to my knees. 

"Oh! Ah! Sure!" I lied - I hadn't been paying attention at all.

Just admiring his pretty face.

Compared to Eddy - Arslan was so much more hotter. 

Arslan was like the fantasy version of Eddy.

Where Eddy had subtle brows, Arslan had them in full, where Eddy had amber eyes, Arslan had some sort of deep fire to them. Where Eddy had sharp jagged lips, Arslan had them even more pronounced. Even sharper, even redder. 

"Good - " he continued.

"Because in time, you're building the campfire!" he said mockingly with a half smile.

Half joking. 

I was taken aback - there would be a time after this one?

That means we might stay together.

Adventure together.

Did he think of me as special already? 

He stood up and headed to look for something in his pack.

He sat down with his legs crossed.

I was surprised he could do that with all of that armor on. 

"What do you mean next time?" I asked bluntly.

He looked at me with his mouth just slightly agape.

He then immediately closed it.

"Well - if you join the Red Lions, we can take quests together," he smiled. God - there was such purity and sincerity behind that smile.

He looked pretty when smiling.

It was gone just as soon as it came.

I chuckled at my thoughts. 

"Right - The Red Lions," I said.

A tinge of sadness in my voice.

It wasn't what I was thinking - not at all.

Maybe I was overthinking all of this.

Should I just go with the flow? 

"You sound - disappointed?" he looked at me raising one eyebrow. 

"Not at all - sorry if it came out that way. I'm just having so much fun - you know," he continued searching for whatever he was looking for in his pack.

But a sweet smile came on his face, very slowly, and it stayed there for a moment. 

He didn't say a word - but his expression read he enjoyed his time with me too.

We had only just met each other.

The sun hit the water just right, as it headed down through the horizon, the glimmering ripples showered on his face.

He looked majestic with his golden hair. 

If I was right about anything - it had to be about this.

I just had to confirm one thing. 

"Found it!" he shouted and showed me what he was looking for inside his pack.

Some bars of soap. 

So they had soap in this world.

Then that means the cities must have basic hygiene.

That was another relief.

I couldn't go more than a week without a shower on earth. 

"Come on I'll share some with you," he mentioned.

Sitting down he started to remove his armor, right in front of me! 

I sat on my knees and just looked at him while getting increasingly embarrassed.

Maybe he noticed. 

"What you a prude or something?" he asked oh so casually. 

"No - No, it's just the elves were heavy on privacy," I said suddenly turning around, giving him some space to change. 

"Suite yourself -" he said.

What was that supposed to mean?

Did he want me to look or something?

I heard his armor fall to the ground making loud 'thump' sounds.

Within a whole minute or two.

I heard him stand up. 

"So you ready to get in the water?

The sun's going down soon, we should help each other out if we want to get this done," he muttered like it was nothing.

Like he wasn't just getting naked in front of me like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"You can go in first -" I said my voice almost breaking. 

"Oh come on don't be such a killjoy!" he said suddenly walking up towards me.

What did he mean by that?

He crouched down and embraced my whole torso in between his thighs, 

Did he just actually just man-spread and manage to get my whole torso in between his legs?

His body warmth was already making me sweaty.

I could feel his breathing on my neck, and his crotch was just inches from my back. 

He tickled my ribs, and I couldn't help but break the silence by laughing. 

Then just like that he grabbed my shirt and pulled it up! 

"Come on then!" he praised with a giddy voice and suddenly carried me by my waist.

He started running with carrying me like it was nothing. 

"Hold on!" I tried to stop him, but it was too late.

We were suddenly both engulfed by fresh cold water.

He was the first to come out of the water.

I realized he was only in underwear. 

He promptly took off - I managed to catch a glimpse of it but covered my eyes while screaming underwater.

Bubbles formed in my mouth, and I didn't want to come up.

My whole face was blushed, I could feel it boiling with the water around me.

Thankfully the cold splash had been enough to calm me down a little bit. 

I heard him come back down again, I felt his hand grip my waist again.

They were big enough to grab me like I was some sort of twig.

He pulled me out. 

"You all right?" he asked. I still had my hands covering my eyes.

I just nodded.

We were inches from each other.

He pulled my hands down gently and gave me a bar of soap.

He then turned around. 

"Can you get my back, I'll do yours as well - promise!" he said.

I opened one eye and saw his back just inches from me. 

His shoulders were massive - and his back as well.

He was extremely muscular I could already tell.

From back here his arms looked the size of pigskin.

Or you know a football.

His muscles were big, so huge in fact but all confirmed my suspicions.

Arslan was the fantasy version of Eddy.

Not only that - Arslan was my fantasy version of Eddy.

I couldn't believe it. 

His skin was swarthy, and he looked like he had a beach tan all over. 

"Hold on a minute -" I said as casually as I could.

If I was already in the water.

Might as well take off my sweats. 

I unbuttoned them and managed to slip them off.

Arslan took a peek, but quickly gave way to the same privacy I had given him. 

His face flushed as well. 

Then I took off my underwear as well.

Might as well match what he was doing.

I threw my clothes to the shoreline. 

Then pretending this was normal, I started using the soap to scrub his back.

The way his back muscles felt against the soft touches of my motions, felt incredible.

His back was powerful as well.

And oh god it was so sexy. 

He relaxed as the soap bubbles foamed. It had a nice aroma to it.

"Can you get my hair?" he pondered.

"It's dry shampoo, that bar of soap you're holding, good for body and hair!" he spoke proudly.

"Ma' makes them you know." 

I did as he told me.

But kept the conversation going, even though I could already feel my man-hood filling up with blood.

I ignored it. 

"That's convenient," I said and very softly started weaving my hands through his hair, trying not to pull, but gently stroking it.

Almost as if I was trying to make him fall asleep in my arms.

"I would very much like to thank your momma then." 

He chuckled. 

And really got into my scrubbing - like a wet dog just scratching that itch - or maybe more like a tiger?

"She's not my mom - she's the lady who issues personal care at the Red Lions - we just call her ma'" he remembered.

I started scrubbing the top of his head. 

"Oh my god - that feels good," he said melting as I massaged his scalp.

I had to stand on my tiptoes to reach it.

But he helped me by crouching down a little bit.

His buttocks almost touched my erect member. 

I just pretended nothing happened. 

"Can you crouch down?" I asked for no other particular reason. 

"Sure - " he said and went into the water, it reached him just above his shoulders.

He looked like a wet capybara enjoying a spa day.

I continued scrubbing. 

If this was some sort of hot spring - I bet he would enjoy it.

The water wasn't super cold either, just fresh enough for a swim. 

"So what about you're real ma?" I asked. 

"She's a good lady - she tends to herself, I visit her from time to time, whenever the guild allows, ti's a week's trip from and to Vinymar." 

"That must be hard on you, do you at least send her letters?" 

He chuckled.

Had I said something wrong?

However he continued. 

"No one uses that anymore - we speak every day through the looking glass!" 

"Sort of like a face-time?" I instantly regretted those words.

He would have no idea what that means. 

"Sure! It is some face time with her, she's a nice lady, I love her a lot," he mentioned misinterpreting but understanding completely. 

Phew! Let's just go with that. 

"Dad's not in the picture anymore -" he said with a tinge of sadness.

"Mom never remarried."

"Oh - I'm sorry about that," 

"You didn't do anything, don't apologize," 

"It's like saying 'my condolence'" I whispered in his left ear.

He moved his head to meet me at eye level, but I quickly placed my hand on his eyes.

Turning his head forward.

I was not about to allow him to see me get hard over scrubbing his back.

He touched my hand trying to get it off.

He had a smile on his face, he probably knew why I was doing this. 

"Is this an elves thing?" he asked while trying to take my hand from his eyes. 

"Sure is," I said struggling, his fingers were particularly strong.

Finally, he managed to grab me by my wrists, he stood up and locked me by grabbing my other wrist.

Even though he wasn't rough, he was still strong enough to make me unable to move. 

He stood up, and the soap fell from my hand and into the lake, swimming down. 

I saw the front of his body and might have audibly gasped.

His arms were bigger from the front, his pecks were perfectly symmetrical.

He didn't have a single hair on his body, but there was a small garden trail coming from his pubic hair. 

We both just stood there.

He looked down and saw it, firmly standing, reaching out to him.

I went red in the face and sunk trying to hide it.

But he saw it, he saw it. 

The thing is I saw his too, if only for a moment.

It was just right - I could have sworn more than seven inches, I would need a better look at it, but it was erect as well. 

"You want me to help you wash your hair next?" he said changing the subject. 

"I can do it myself!" splashing the water grabbed the soap from where it had fallen and went on my way to hide behind some rocks. 

"Okay - don't stray too far!" he shouted as I swam away.

There wasn't a current so there was no chance of me getting taken downstream.

We finished washing our bodies, by ourselves, in complete and crippling awkward silence. 

This confirmed it.

He was indeed just a fantasy.

A very real one - right in front of me.

After a moment I managed to peek from behind the rocks.

He was still there and he was still gorgeous. 

I couldn't believe this was happening.