Stoney drops heavily to the ground. He stumbles the last few steps to the cottage, shifting from winged form to human. The pain in his thighs is immediate, but he thrusts it aside. Alise needs him more than a few scrapes.
It takes a few moments to note the open door. There is a fire burning in the small fireplace, a salamander basking on the stones. A gnome stands by the table unloading fruit. He motions to Stoney and warbles.
A sylph drifts into the room. She motions to the bathroom. The shower turns on, warm water cascading gently. They urge Stoney to step into the water. he turns Alise's face into his chest and moves under the shower, letting the warm water soak through the muddy t-shirt Alise is still wearing.
"Can you stand, mon amor? Let me get this shirt off you."
Stoney needs his flesh to feel hers, to know she is warmed by his heat. He helps her stands, leaning her against himself as he draws the t-shirt from her. He grits his teeth to keep from cursing at her abuse. he knows Alise can feel his anger, but he will not speak of it. Holding her against himself, Stoney gently washes away the mud from her body.
The sylph returns with warmed towels. It lays them just outside the shower, and slips out of sight. A moment later a high backed stool is brought and slipped into the shower. Stoney helps Alise to sit and gently begins to lather her hair. He is determined to make her feel his love.
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