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2011 April 05
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Look So Cute: Sunglasses, Bathing Suit
Sulochana rather likes this swimsuit thing she's borrowing -- it leaves her arms and legs completely free! She splashes cheerfully into the water, then throws herself forward and dog-paddles enthusiastically out towards Mary, laughing as the small girl squeals a gleeful welcome. 'Chana's swimming is more like how a quadruped would forge through the water, as she's never been taught how to swim otherwise.
Roy shakes his head and chuckles, "For a gal that does ever'thang so graceful, she surely needs some swimmin' lessons." Eacharn mmms and has a brief daydream about being the one to provide them. Both men slide into the water with a sort of relaxed familiarity and make their way out toward the women. Sulochana is happy to play with Mary and the kings in the water; she's even brought a ball so they can splash around together. She does tend to keep more in the shallower end of the oxbow, however, where the water is clear enough that she can see around herself. The Hetaera subtly makes sure Mary gets lots and lots of exercise as well, as they all play.
Mary swims like an otter, all playfulness and natural grace. Roy and Eacharn are both happy to play as if they were boys. Their natures make being in the water quite easy for them, and they both tease Sulochana about the way she swims. Sulochana laughs at their teasing, shaking her head and grinning, "Careful, boys, or I'll have to do something drastic on land to tease you right back -- where I'm more in my element!" She airily promises to let them teach her to swim better, if they wish... later this afternoon, perhaps! She doesn't bother pointing out she swims as swiftly and gracefully as an otter (if not as agilely due to size differences) when she's a Naga, of course... but the thought makes her smile.
Mary, though a natural in the water, is soon starting to tire. She denies it, of course, but when she almost dozes off while floating on her back, Roy laughs and scoops her up, "Time to get you fed 'fore you have a little nap, munchkin." Mary protests that she's just fine! But her protest is ruined by the yawn right in the middle of it.
Sulochana laughs in soft affection, gently brushing a strand of wet hair out of the girl's face, "Surely you're hungry, punkin, even if you're not tired?" She doesn't push the idea of a nap; she's dealt with enough small children to know Mary will likely zonk out after lunch, even before the dinghy returns everyone but the kings and Sulochana to the big riverboat. Instead, 'Chana makes sure there's plenty of food served to everyone. Mary admits she is hungry and lets herself be toweled off and wrapped up in a dry robe of sorts. The little girl makes sure she is positioned squarely between the people she considers her parents, babbling happily to Mama 'Chana about nothing all that important. The Hetaera nods interestedly in response to Mary's babbling, as delighted as the child with the small treasures the girl has discovered. Fantine and Lisbet are also brought into Mary's conversation.
'Chana cheerfully adds to Roy at one point, "These swimsuit things are surprisingly comfortable, sweetheart! I rather like them. Pity they're not popular for daily wear, eh?" She doesn't bother pulling on her long tunic over the suit, unless other folks seem uncomfortable with her not doing so.
Roy chuckles and says, "You actually don' wanna go without clothes too much 'round here. Ya git sunburned real quick. Best thing is a light cotton sumpin'."
Sulochana smiles up at Roy, a slightly smug glint in her eyes, "Speak for yourself, pale-skin!" She giggles as she cheerfully adds, "Besides, the picnic table is deliberately in the shade -- I know how easily white skin burns!" Eacharn is actually a bit red around the nose and cheeks, but Roy is nicely tanned.
'Chana's thoughts on Mary's falling asleep prove to be correct: the child heir nods off with a half-dish of banana pudding still uneaten. Roy smiles with paternal affection down at her and murmurs, "Out like a light."
'Chana laughs softly at Roy's pronouncement, neatly shifting the pudding dish aside before helping Lisbet and Fantine -- and giving a few quiet suggestions to the servant or two still on shore. The little loogaroo, who is much stronger than she looks, carries the unconscious child to the waiting dinghy, and 'Chana gives Mary a light kiss on the forehead, then stands and waves on the shore as the dinghy takes everyone but herself and the kings back to the ship. Roy also kisses Mary's forehead and murmurs something quietly to the sleeping child before he lets her be taken off. Eacharn watches all this familial interaction thoughtfully. Sulochana seems to take well to the maternal role.
Once Mary is carried safely aboard the Proud Mary, Sulochana gives a small, happy sigh... then turns around slowly. Her eyes have a wicked glint in them, and as she strolls back towards the two kings her hips have a particularly smooth sway to them. She grins in lazy mischief, "What... I don't even get a thank you?"
Roy smirks and watches those hips with appreciation, wrapping her up in his arms when she gets closer. He's relaxed enough to have forgotten a bit of the tension between himself and Eacharn, and he bends his head to kiss 'Chana quite thoroughly. When he's done he rumbles, "There's yer thank you." Eacharn watches the kiss and feels a little spark of jealousy flare up, which he quickly tamps down. He is starting to realize just how little his Lady appreciates jealousy. His Lady Queen actually rather enjoyed the jealous streak.
The Hetaera purrs contentedly against Roy's lips, returning the kiss with pleasure... then leans comfortably in his arms as she giggles softly, glancing between the two kings, "So sweet! Yet here I'd gotten the impression -- mistaken, I suppose? -that you both thought swimsuits were, shall we say, superfluous to teaching swimming?"
Roy laughs at that and says, "Purty much completely, yeah." He glances at the Proud Mary and thinks. "Y'know, if we git a bit beyond that turn up yonder, ain't nobody gonna be able to see what we ain't wearin'." Sulochana's eyes twinkle even more mischievously at that! Still cuddled up comfortably in Roy's arms, she grins and tilts her head in silent inquiry at Eacharn: would he like to come along?
Eacharn has a bit of ambivalence, but not much. Swimming with his Lady is swimming with his Lady... and if they go where the people on the Proud Mary won't be able to see them, he can swim in his natural form. He nods once decidedly and says, "Sounds like a wonderful plan."
The Hetaera beams, "Excellent!" She glances around, then wiggles out of Roy's arms with a laugh, darting away to grab up an armful of towels and some clean water for them to drink. After that she trots back over to the two kings, "Lead the way, gentlemen!"
'Chana soon finds herself divested of both towels and water, each king taking part of the load and Roy offering an arm as they make their way along the bank and around the bend. He's familiar with the area and gets them to an even more secluded spot in short order. The water near the bank here is a little shallower and slower than where they were, but there's quite a deep spot a little further out, with a brisk current. The trees overhanging the bank and water filter the sun into a cool green dapple that gives the place an intimate feel. There are several boulders half out of the water which look ideal for basking. It's easier to see beneath the water, and here and there are minnows darting about amongst the pebbles and small plants.
Sulochana looks around slowly, her eyes widening in appreciation. She murmurs softly, "Oh... Roy, how beautiful!" She sighs happily, her golden-eyed gaze shining from rippling sunlit reflections off the water, where she stands in the shade... when she's done a slow but complete circle to admire everything she stands on tiptoe, beaming up at her lover, and hugs him tightly, "Thank you, handsome, for sharing with us!"
Roy smiles and breathes in deeply, "Yeah. Found this place long time back. Long, long time back." He wraps his arms around her, "I was just a tad, really. No more'n 'leven 'r twelve. Came up this way huntin' wi' ma pere." Sulochana sighs contentedly as she nuzzles under Roy's chin while he speaks. She's savoring the warmth and closeness and scent of her beloved for a moment, the blissful security of his arms around her, before going swimming.
Eacharn is also admiring the area as he says, "It is really lovely. And... you're sure we won't be seen?"
Roy says, "Oh, yeah. 'Least not from anyone on the Mary. Somebody else might come downriver on a raft 'er somethin'..."
Eacharn nods, his gaze starting to get faraway, "So no one need know that two men came down here if they see a man, a woman, and a horse..."
Sulochana smiles over her shoulder at Eacharn, her golden-eyed gaze unwittingly a bit smoldering after cuddling with Roy, "You're safe with us here, dear. Change if you wish, you know?" She grins up at her lover with bright-eyed mischief, adding wickedly, "Got to release me if I'm to get this clothing off, mmm?"
Roy seems to consider that carefully, his hands resting right above her small derriere, "That might be true... 'course, I could help..." His own voice is getting that slightly smoky sound that means he's really enjoying himself. To Eacharn he says, "I ain't gonna tell, fella. Hell, I'll probably play with the water a bit m'self." Sulochana laughs delightedly, then simply starts slipping off the straps of her top right where she stands in the circle of Roy's arms -- Roy and Eacharn are both distracted by that! Roy releases her and moves to lean against one of the boulders, "Hey, hey, slow down." He's teasing a little and Eacharn's eyes tighten a bit.
Sulochana chuckles, deliberately stepping into the water and teasing right back, "Is it my fault you didn't release when I asked?" She grins and winks at Roy, then wades out a bit further, carefully watching the underwater so she doesn't abruptly fall off into the deeper, swifter part. She's not yet put the strap back up over her shoulder, which gives a slightly... risque look to her outfit. She is not unaware of that, of course.
Roy laughs warmly, watching her, "Can I help it that I like havin' you in my arms?" He glances over at Eacharn, catching the expression and reining himself in just a little -- but only a little, "'Sides, look at ya now. All the way out there."
In the water, minnows dart around Sulochana's feet and a couple nibble experimentally on her toes. She giggles delightedly, leaning over to peer into the water, "Minnows! Roy, there are cute little minnows out here!" She beams over her shoulder at the two men, then looks back at the tiny fish, happily adding, "I didn't realize they could live out where the water gets faster!" She curiously adds to Roy, "All the way out where?"
Roy chuckles and says, "Some of 'em can." He pushes away from the boulder and hooks his thumbs into the waist of his trunks, starting to push them down, "Well, I guess you ain't all that far, but yer outta arm's reach."
Eacharn actually speaks then, saying, "I have to agree with Roy on this one."
Sulochana straightens, looking puzzledly over her shoulder at the two men, "Out of arm's reach... is that bad? It's not too deep, and I can still see underwater. What's wrong?"
Roy strips out of his trunks and tosses them negligently onto one of the boulders, "Hell, I always prefer havin' ya where I can reach ya." Eacharn hesitates, then also strips out of the trunks he's wearing, walking with Roy toward the water. In the sun-dappled river with her shoulders bared and her hair trailing down her back, his Lady looks even more like a goddess.
Sulochana relaxes at that comment, laughing and casually splashing water towards the two men. It's nothing more than a light spray that isn't going to come anywhere near them, but the sunlight makes the flying droplets sparkle like diamonds. "Here you had me thinking it was dangerous or something out this far -- you teases!"
Roy laughs and says, "Nah. Yer actually in more danger closer in. That's where the crawdads and cottonmouths hang out."
By now both men have joined the Hetaera in the water; they make rather a nice pair: one dark, one pale, and both very fit. Roy's chest and stomach have a sprinkling of dark hair, while Eacharn is smooth until under his navel. Sulochana blinks as the view registers, straightening and looking both slightly startled... and rather pleased! She tilts her head, slowly licking her lips and pushing her hair back -- then grins and murmurs with wickedly deliberate enjoyment, "Gracious, what a lovely view!"
The two men stop and exchange a look, as if startled. Then Roy laughs and starts quite deliberately toward her, "I think yer overdressed now, cherie... bet Eacharn agrees, too." Eacharn clears his throat. This is feeling odd to him, but his Lady is obviously enjoying herself. If he plays into that, it can only win him points. He glances sideways at Roy and matches the other man's deliberate pace.
Sulochana laughs again, her eyes sparkling, "Oh, do you now? Waited until I was in the water to tell me that too, eh?" She giggles, then lazily and with no great hurry slides down into the water and shoves off, swimming relaxedly away from the two men. Her glance over her shoulder is impish with delight!
Roy watches her go and calls, "Still overdressed there, darlin'!"
Eacharn watches as well and feels the tug of the water, wanting to join his Lady. He shivers and his voice is low as he says, "I'm going to change... I..." He hesitates and then says, "I think I need to."
Sulochana giggles, far enough away that she misses the softer comments from Eacharn. Merrily she calls, "What'cha going to do about it then, hmm?"
Roy slips down into the water and pushes off after her, grinning, "Think I'm gonna rectify the sitchyation." He says the last word playfully and it's accompanied by the splash of hooves and a breathy snort from Eacharn. Sulochana glances over her shoulder and laughs again, keeping only her head above water as she kicks forward hard. She knows the pooka and the water Tap are in their element here -- she won't be able to keep away from them if they don't want that. She moves swiftly to give herself a moment before they reach her, hastily and surreptitiously wriggling out of her suit; she's not above surprising them both when they reach her, after all!
It doesn't take them long to reach her, Roy sliding through the water like a fish and Eacharn splashing until the water is deep enough for him to swim. His equine anatomy ought to make it awkward, but he is somehow graceful; his muscular barrel bumps against her under the water just before Roy reaches them. Sulochana squeaks startledly at the sudden and unexpected underwater touch, yanking away violently and splashing quite a bit in her moment of panic -- then she realizes it's just Eacharn when the sleek, dark head surfaces.
Roy can't help a short laugh at the squeak -- it is, after all, sort of adorable. He catches her and slides his hands around her waist, realizing as he does that the suit is gone. She pants in relief, grabbing tightly onto Roy with one arm, and catches her breath before she says with a tight grin, "S-sorry -- d-don't surprise me like that, please, Eacharn? Dear Goddess, I thought you were a gator for a moment!" Eacharn looks as penitent as a horse can, while Roy almost purrs, "Good thang you brought towels... yer suit's gonna get washed away."
Sulochana laughs breathlessly at the not-terribly-contrite looking equine, then snorts amusedly at Roy, "Oh, you! I have it here!" She cheerfully flops the wet suit over Roy's head -- she'd looped an arm through the straps so as to not lose it, which meant it wasn't lost when she floundered momentarily. She grins and reaches out to pat Eacharn's nose, "Don't look so sad, dear -- I was just startled!" She thinks a moment, then asks, "Um... should we call you Tybalt when you're like this, though? Or would you rather still be Eacharn?"
Roy clucks his tongue, "Damn. I'm almost disappointed..." He's grinning too much to be truly disappointed, however. Eacharn is moving into the deeper part of the river, the current parting on either side of him as he lets the water wash over him. He stretches out his head happily to receive the nose-pat. In this form, it's a little harder to let his Lady be snuggled into the arms of another stallion -- er... man. On the other hand, he is here as well and she seems to be enjoying that.
Sulochana snorts amusedly at Roy again, "Considering it's a suit I borrowed from you, I'd think you'd be pleased I didn't lose a friend's outfit!" She laughs, then turns to look back at the pooka, waiting to see the riverhorse's choice on names... and watching with a bit of surprise at how beautiful and naturally the equine moves through the water.
Eacharn lets her know he prefers his own name, at least for now. Roy chuckles and says, "I could replace it, cherie..."
Sulochana mmms happily, finding herself pressed -- not uncomfortably -- between two warm and well-muscled bodies in the cool water. She can't touch bottom since they're both taller than her, but it doesn't really matter. She feels supported and safe even though she's in the river, and she reaches to put an arm around each of them. There's a hint of surprise as well as pleasure in her voice, "This is... really nice!"
Eacharn lips at her hair and Roy chuckles, kissing her forehead, "Mmm... can think of ways it could be nicer... but I'm a gentleman, despite the whole skinny-dippin' thang." There's a snort of equine laughter and Roy continues, "An' we said we'd teach ya ta swim."
Sulochana giggles softly, touched at how nice they're both being to her; she gently strokes one hand down the length of Eacharn's long nose, brushing wet forelock out of his eyes and straightening the light silken halter so the pretty pendant is centered on his forehead. Then she turns to Roy and smiles, her warm pleasure audible in her voice, "All right, sweet man. So... teach me?"
Roy's eyes as she turns to him say there are many things he would rather do with her in the river than teach her to swim, but he reins in the heat and says, "Let's git to it, then." With Eacharn as a sort of living buoy and Roy as instructor, the two kings start giving her a swimming lesson. It seems to require rather a lot of the pair of them touching her or holding her up. Not all of the touches seem strictly necessary and a few are downright naughty on Roy's part -- but only where they can't be seen even by Eacharn. Bit by slow bit, they get her out into the deeper water. Roy teases her a little about gators, then quickly hurries to assure her there aren't any close around. If he'd been more with-it the night of the storm, he'd have been able to tell about the one Gajara bashed against a rock.
Sulochana has a simply marvelous time! She adores pleasurable tactile sensation already, and since they're not in public, this is a chance for the Hetaera to relax and enjoy herself. She is quite happy to stroke whomever she's currently leaning against or touching, with a sort of child-like enjoyment. She almost wistfully wonders aloud at one point: is this what it's like for married folks -- getting to touch all they want? Both men go quite still at her question and Roy says softly, "It's what reg'lar married people get t'do. It was like this with..." He stops, remembering Eacharn is there.
Sulochana is quick-witted enough to realize that wasn't a good question to ask; she laughs quickly, "I guess that just means we'll have to get off alone more then, yes? -since we're not marrying types. So, are you sure this type of swimming is called the breast-stroke?" She grins wickedly, "Or are you teasing me again?"
Roy takes a deep breath and recovers, but not before Eacharn realizes there is part of the other king's story that isn't common knowledge. He makes a mental note to find out what it is, if he can. Roy laughs at 'Chana's question and says, "Promise, cherie, that's what it's called..." He floats back from them a bit and can't help but admire the way her dark hair floats around her in gleaming strands in the water. He even has to admit to himself that Eacharn makes a good match for her -- visually, at least.
At one point something brushes unexpectedly against Sulochana's leg, and her reflexes kick in -- she nearly leaps on top of the pooka with another small squeak! Crouched on his back and with both hands clenched in his mane, she pants for a moment before she realizes she's done it again. She turns pink with embarrassment, "Oh, foo! I -- I'm sorry, gentlemen. I, um, overreacted again -- something touched me underwater." She hesitates, then adds a bit worriedly, "There isn't a gator under there, is there, Roy?" Then she adds with slightly acerbic amusement at him, "Oh, stop laughing, you! You'd be spooked by gators too if you'd smacked up against them like I did! You just stood off and shot 'em or something... lassoing them or whatnot!"
Roy chuckles and says, "That was my hand, sugar, not a gator..." He grins and swims over to stroke her leg, "Maybe you oughta ride on yer brave steed there a bit till ya relax." Eacharn is tossing his head in amusement, but he goes still in surprise as Roy suggests she ride him.
Sulochana hmfs at Roy, turning up her small nose at him even as she grins, "If you teased me like that deliberately, buster... well, you just better not have!" She slides into a sitting position on the riverhorse's back, relaxing a bit and patting Eacharn's shoulder, "Is this all right, dear? I, um... don't know what's comfy for you in the water?" Eacharn whinnies; it's a happy sound as he strokes through the water, circling around Roy.
Roy grins, "Naw, sugar, I was just tryin'a cop a feel. Honest Injun!" He raises his left hand in the air and lays his right over his chest. Beads of water are glistening in the hair there and his eyes are twinkling in his tanned face.
Sulochana laughs and leans from the safety of Eacharn's back to lightly splash Roy, "Tease!" Her dark hair flows behind her like a gleaming wet banner on the water's surface, and she sighs happily as she absently strokes the riverhorse's wet black neck, "This is so nice! We really should get away alone more... no one to worry about disapproving of us, and all the petting we want!" She's telling the truth; she'd gladly spend more time where more caressing was acceptable. To her, a Hetaera, sex isn't nearly as intimate as the gentle confidence of true relaxation and tactile cuddling with those she loves.
Eacharn almost dances through the water with her, and Roy watches with amazement -- he hadn't actually realized the fullness of the other king's nature. He has a couple of surges of jealousy, but they're overcome by the laughter and pleasure he can see on his cherie's face. With a smile, he mutters to himself, "Must be gettin' mellow in mah old age..." as he begins playing with the water, creating waves and arches and dips for the waterhorse to splash and leap through.
The young woman blinks as the water acts anomalously -- then laughs, her eyes shining with delight as Roy and Eacharn play so beautifully with the water and her. She's never had a moment like this before, with two men she cares about treating her so wonderfully, and her joy bubbles up in her exuberant demeanor. For perhaps the first time in a very, very long time she has no responsibilities and no worries, and can abandon herself utterly to the simple ecstasy of the moment. She leans to hold out a hand to Roy at one point, her eyes bright with laughter, "This is so fun! Want to ride too, sweetheart?"
Roy considers it for a moment, then says, "Naw, love... I think that ride's jest for you..." Two waves come up on either side and splash lightly down over her and Eacharn -- then the river lifts them up into the air so high for a moment that it feels like flying. Roy's eyes are a little distant as he concentrates, and he doesn't realize how in-sync he and Eacharn are, their rivalry forgotten in the loveliness of Sulochana's joy. The young woman laughs, then squeals delightedly as they flow smoothly up into the air and down again, plunging into and out of the water so she's gasping with laughter.
After a bit Eacharn is forced to admit he's been hogging his Lady; he swims over so she can slide off his back into Roy's arms. Her lover kisses her tenderly, hands out of sight under the water and cupping her lovely behind as he pulls her close against his body. Sulochana is dreamy-eyed with happiness, and she returns the kiss passionately. Eacharn swims around them, kicking up waves which lap against them and make them bob so they feel utterly weightless for several long moments. Sulochana clings just as enjoyably to Roy as she did to Eacharn moments ago, her arms and legs wound about her lover. When she pauses for a breath she sighs blissfully, "This has been one of the most wonderful afternoons of my life. Thank you so much, both of you!"
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