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The smells coming from the kitchen woke us. There were no rays of light penetrating our chamber and while it was a nice place to visit, I was glad to be leaving the underground fortress.
Reyas' naked body did not wake even after a nudge. She was snoring adorably, but we had to get moving so I slapped her ass hard leaving a red hand mark on her soft, white butt cheek.
My hands were pulling leather pants on when she retaliated with a slap on my stomach. I laughed, my stomach was made up of eight rock hard abs and probably hurt her hand more than it did me.
"Come on," I said loudly. "Breakfast and then we're on the move."
Gisael showed no compassion for Ailen and Sakaala when she ripped them from their beds onto the cold stone floor. Their protests were loud and Sakaala began to climb back into her bed.
Gisael said sternly, "Wake and be quiet."
Getting ready was a habit, leathers, packs, and we'd retrieve our weapons when we left.