^^ undead Skeleton ^^

(A little Sexual Content warning? I guess? More story than lemon, to be honest.)

"Theo, darling? Is... everything alright?" Luna asked, standing outside my shower, which was on full-blast.

"Yes, I'm fine... would you like to join me?" I rubbed my face and blew out a breath, uncharacteristically nervous.

"I showered already, dear, remember?"

"No... would you like to join me?" I clarified.

Silence... "I'm not sure I follow."

I sighed, losing all attempt at subtlety, and spoke bluntly. "I'm naked and horny, and I want your company... if you want mine, that is, I don't mean to assume-"

The door opened wide, revealing Luna wearing a towel, and she raised an eyebrow at my clearly visible blush and twitching abs and thighs. I shivered, and she smiled. "Ahhh, Okay... what would you like me to do?" She asked softly, staring at me and not allowing me to look away.

"I... I'd like a kiss? Maybe some cuddling?" I cleared my throat, thick with concern.

She smiled and hung the towel up, entering the shower room naked for the first time, and closed the door behind her. "That I can provide, pinkie." She kissed my nose, hugging me gently.

I tipped her chin back up and hesitated, staring at her full, pale lips. '...Lipstick isn't a thing in this realm, but damn the idea of her in black lipstick-' and I kissed her. She tasted like tea, which was amusing and made me laugh, breaking the brief kiss almost immediately, but it was nice.

"Oh! And what's so funny to you?" She giggled, squeezing her grip around my torso.

"You taste like tea. And I liked that. It surprised me." I explained honestly, openly, as her feelings of euphoria made my legs shake.

She looked down, then back up at me. "And that's all you want?"

"No... I wanted to shower with you... or maybe just help you shower? I'm going off very basic instincts here, they're not very helpful." I shrugged, unsure.

"You're welcome to do that if you want... almost anything you could do to me in this shower I'd be alright with." She smiled at me comfortably, her confidant attitude helping to calm my nerves a little.

"Almost?" I asked, wanting to be clear about her boundaries.

"Well, Yes, almost... there are things I'm not aware of, no doubt, I simply wanted to not make too-broad of a statement. You are welcome to touch anything, free reign, and to kiss, lick, bite, or spank anything, with given consent, and you were welcome to ask for anything else." She explained.

"Oh... okay... May I... touch you?" I asked, slipping slowly into the role I'd always embodied, the Timid Tease, as my hands hovered over her breasts.

She gasped softly, and smiled, leaning back so I had a better view of her top. "Why yes, yes you may..."

My fingers caressed her skin, carefully feeling her and enjoying the give of her chest. The movement entranced me for a little while, as I carefully touched and held every inch of her chest while she leaned against the wall, smiling down at me.

"May I kiss you?" I asked finally, looking up at her.

"Absolutely." She puckered up, and then gasped when I kissed her breasts, instead, gently catching a nipple between my teeth and releasing it, tasting her skin with small kisses, and coupling that with my hands. "Oh! Alright, then... mm, unexpected but very much appreciated..." she giggled sultrily, and then sat down as her legs shook out from under her, luckily sitting down on the seat I'd installed in my shower. "Perhaps some more?" She asked lewdly, spreading her arms invitingly.

"I'm the tease, darling. Spot's full." I kissed her lips again, and then returned my attentions to her chest.

"Mm... lesson well-learned, pinkie... and speaking of spots..." she moaned softly, and then her fingers curled through my hair, pulling me down towards her stomach. I froze at the unexpected movement and my new view of her very slick thighs and white bush, and she gasped, instantly realizing what she'd done. She immediately released my hair, hugging me to her chest protectively. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to- are you alright?" She squeaked, concerned her mistake had made me uncomfortable and ruined the mood for me.

My surprise and reflexive recoil had, in fact, removed my libido entirely, to my irritation. I sighed, standing up and stepping away from her, and shook my head. "I'm sorry, Moonie, it's not your fault, I just... I guess I'm not as ready as I thought I was. Sorry."

"No, you don't apologize for that, never!" She wrapped the towel around herself and hugged me hesitantly, laying her head on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin everything..."

"Now who's feeling sorry for themselves?" I sighed sarcastically, and gently set her at arm's length. "I... I think I'll take my shower now, Moonie."

She nodded slowly, visibly bathed in self-loathing, and sighed. "I'll... leave you to it..."

"The bed is still open to you, my dear, so, please don't be too hard on yourself? I'll try to do the same." I smiled as best I could, and she reciprocated, stepping out and closing the shower door slowly.

After a moment, my head thunked against the wall solidly, and I groaned in annoyance as my libido returned full-force, as if it hadn't left, but with no target this time. "Totally. Fucking. Useless!" I gestured angrily at my ovaries, the source of my irritation.

A buzzing sound came to my attention, and I looked out the shower door, finding all the vibrators in the box I'd filled and had yet to deliver to Rhea were turned on. "Oh. Great. You don't have to worry about why you're turned on! Fucking fantastic!" I growled and turned them all off, and grabbed a towel as I turned off the water of my shower.

A new buzzing started up, almost immediately, and I frowned at them. "What the hell is wrong with these? Did I make them wrong? Turn off, damn you!" I snapped at them, and then shivered, feeling a cold feeling crawl across my neck. I threw myself forward into a roll, following the instinct, and saw out of the corner of my eye as a rusty blade stabbed where my heart would have been.

I popped back up to standing, grabbing my hammer and axe while watching the odd, skeletal entity that had appeared from nowhere ready up for another strike. "Fucking great, I can't even pull on some pants? I really hope you're autonomous..." I growled at it, and ducked its second swing, bringing the hammer up and slamming the bottom of its jaw.

The mandible slammed upwards, shattering its teeth, but it didn't even pay the wound any mind, swinging the sword again in a backhanded swipe I barely dodged and deflected with my axe; the discordant sound rang out throughout the room, and I hoped someone had heard it.

"A fucking gun would be useful right now, and what did I do with the one I was given? Oh! I gave it back!!!" I snarled, rolling under one of the larger swipes and slamming into the door. It was still locked, which told me this guy had teleported in. Not good. Not good at all. I unlocked it, and got it partially open before leaping to the side as the sword impaled the steel door, creating an unholy screeching sound, as rusty metal was wont to do.

It yanked on the sword for a few moments, before looking up and seeing my hammer, before it's entire head was shattered. Instead of collapsing, like I'd hoped, it simply wrenched the sword out of the door, and swung across my open chest, slashing my torso open.

"FUCK!" I roared, kicking the chest plate of the armored skeleton, sending him tumbling away from me for a moment. I ripped the door open fully, and then slammed my hammer into the fire alarm that was across from my door, causing a klaxon alarm to start ringing.

The skeleton stilled, and then a weirdly shaped shadow seemed to walk across the floor, and grab its shoulder. I heard a small muttered spell, and flung my hammer at the air above the shadow, making a thin man appear, his invisibility lost and his jaw shattered horribly.

Aware I was losing blood at an alarming rate, I swung the axe like a baseball bat into the rusty torso of the skeleton. The axe crunched through the inferior armor, and, encountering no resistance from flesh, it severed his spine, sending him to the ground.

I picked up my hammer from where it'd fallen and slammed the knees of the skeleton, shattering them just in case, and followed up with the mage's knees. After a moment, I also smashed his groin, just because he'd been a creep, and then sat down heavily, weak as a child with blood loss.

Luna was the first to arrive, funnily enough, and gasped, rushing to my side and hesitating to touch me, but I smiled and patted her cheek, assuring her I was fine with it. The skeleton twitched, making her flinch and stab it with her sword, and it turned to dust instantly.

"Gotta get me... one'a those..." I chuckled as she began to heal my chest.

"After this? Oh, You'll have one, or I'll rip Kindle's fucking heart out of her chest." She muttered darkly, and completed sealing the wound. The pain was gone, and the wound looked months old, but I'd still painted the floor and a bit of the wall with a lot of my blood, so I was still weak.

"Pretty Dark, for a Healer." I smirked at her as she cleaned the blood off the ground, -and me,- with a swift spell.

"You clearly haven't met many Healers." She patted my cheek and grabbed my boxers, helping me sit on the bed and pull at least those on before the others got here. "And how do you turn off that Damned NOISE?!?" She added, glaring at the speakers, which were still blaring.

"I busted it with a hammer... it'll need Helen's touch to fix... make sure the mage doesn't teleport away." I sighed and laid back on my bed/couch.

"Alright, I'll do that... Clark! Get Helen to fix the noise-maker in front of Theo's room? We've had a break-in, but it's handled for now." She spoke into a black stone, and waited to hear a response I couldn't. "Yes, I've healed Theo, she just needs some rest, and there's one hostile, a mage who-"

Apparently sensing his awakeness and slow shifting, she savagely stomped on the mage's throat. "If you move, I will sever your head and set it upon a Pike. I advise you surrender, As it's the only way you survive this encounter." Her voice was deadly-calm, staring icily down at the mage who was somewhat conscious. He slowly raised his hands, mumbling around his broken jaw what might've been 'surrender', and she nodded slowly. "WISE Choice."

She smoothed her still-wet hair back out of her face, her chest heaving with her every deep breath, the wet clothes sticking to her body distractingly and only managing to accentuate her whole body, which was only technically not on display, as she wore the cotton shirt I'd given her and a pair of shorts I had thought were harmless... I was very wrong. "Mmf, I am Moonie, hear me Roar... aaaand she's sexy again, what the hell..." I sighed.

She glanced at me, surprised, and smiled. "Well, it might be the blood loss,-"

"You came through for me when I needed you." I responded bluntly, keeping eye contact.

"...Oh... well, I was... I was still in the building, I was in the lounge, borrowing a towel to dry my hair from Rhea..." She cleared her throat and pointed her sword back at the mage's eyes, keeping him very aware of her ability to maim him.

"Thank you." I smiled warmly, and she blushed.

"Well... you're welcome. Don't think it makes me sweet on you or anything." She cleared her throat, attempting to be aloof, and I laughed softly, laying my head down as Clark and Helen arrived.

"This is the guy?" Clark asked while Helen muttered about disrespecting her handiwork, fixing the broken fire alarm I'd smacked with my hammer.

"Yeeeep." I nodded, and frowned when a blanket was tossed over me.

Luna hesitantly kissed my cheek. "Get some sleep, my dear, and drink a lot of fluids. We'll send this guy to-"

"To the city where the people who hired him live? And he'll tell you everything he knows before he's killed?" I asked sarcastically.

She blinked slowly, and then frowned, shaking her head. "...Fuck me!"

"If only..." I sighed.

"What?"

"Nothing. Take him somewhere else, though... we have an underground area you can store him in, if you need?" I moved on before we made it weird for Clark.

She raised an eyebrow slowly, and Clark piped up. "Uhm... we do? Since when?"

"Since a month and a half ago. We're using it to grow the Saffron and Rice and stuff... the golems there can watch him for you, or a few of the guards that Kindle sent us... the Mage one we didn't know about, that might be a good match-up." I sighed, and reached under my bed, grabbing a bottle of water from the little mini-fridge.

"Hmm... a subterranean farm? That sounds... interesting?" Luna frowned down at me.

"It's a serious secret for a reason, Moonie... it's Sam and Cassidy's project, I just built the bunker for them. And the golem-farmers. I can't tell you where it is, but James knows." I shrugged, drinking half the bottle of water in a few gulps to combat my dry throat.

"Alright, So it wasn't your secret to give... that makes sense." She nodded calmly, and grabbed the mage by the collar, dragging him to his feet, only for his legs to bend unnaturally and him to scream before falling unconscious. She glanced at his legs and groin, where a little blood was visible, and then back at me. "Your work, I presume?"

"He was watching me while I was naked." I shrugged, not even trying to excuse myself, and drank the rest of my water. "Clark, be a dear and see if you can scrounge up some orange juice or whatever we have in that vein? I need to replace all this blood, and very quickly."

"I've got just what you need." He nodded and jogged out swiftly.

"Before he comes back, can I have a Kiss?" I asked Luna, smiling up at her.

"I'm holding a mangled criminal in one hand." She frowned.

"I know, it's incredibly hot." I grinned.

"Oh, is that so? You're into some very kinky stuff..." She laughed and dropped the Mage, stepping on him, and then leaned down for a kiss on my cheek.

I kissed her lips, gently, and chuckled softly. "If you didn't know that before, here's your wake up call..." I warned her, and fetched another bottle of water as she stood up and Clark returned.

The alarm turned off suddenly, and I sighed in relief as my ears stopped ringing. "Thanks, Helen!" I called into the hallway.

"Woulda gone quicker if you two hadn't distracted me. You're not dead, so I suppose that's good, even if you're still a brat." She chuckled, waving a hand as she trotted away and Clark entered the room.

He handed me a bottle of weirdly yellow liquid, which I slowly raised an eyebrow at. "It's a mixture of vitamin C, heme iron and vitamins that I extracted from moose liver and then concentrated, as well as some base citrus and lime juice. It tastes like lemonade and you'll drink it without arguing!" He barked at me when I went to refuse it, setting it in my hand sternly.

I grumbled at him for telling me what to do, but drank the concoction, and refused to concede that it did in fact taste like lemonade.

He nodded and took the bottle back, then carried in a confusing contraption I didn't immediately understand. It looked like a moose bladder on a stand, with a tube-

"You're seriously giving me... an IV from a Moose Bladder?" I asked incredulously.

"It holds water well, and it's been cleaned thoroughly." He shrugged. "Anyway, Your Blood is Type A-Neg, which means Helen or Medea are the only people who can give you blood, so you're probably out of luck on that end; instead I've just got a plasma-base with healing vitamins and nutrients. It'll be very hot, I heated it up to 98.8 degrees, so you'll probably need to relax and maybe lose the blanket, because you're not trying to sweat it all out as soon as you've got it in. I'll be back to check on you in the evening, until then Luna is your caretaker. Johann and James will handle your Mage problem." He flicked a hand carelessly at the man on the ground, and James, who'd come with him from the office, nodded.

"Let's get this shit-eater to his new home, eh old man?" He nudged Johann, who gave him a raised eyebrow and lifted the mage with one hand, instead of accepting help. "Alright, old but strong, point taken!" He acquiesced, and they walked out swiftly.

Luna blinked, looking around, and chuckled. "They're very efficient, aren't they? And what's this thing?" She tapped the bladder and examined the needle that'd been placed into my elbow.

"It's called an IV, an Intravenous... something. It's a Doctor thing, to put new blood in you or whatever... I dunno all the particulars. Eventually makes you feel better, though the injection site gets real sore after a while." I shrugged.

She nodded, humming softly. "Interesting... I imagine it's done differently, normally, and this is the... what he could manage?" She clarified.

"Yes." I nodded, and tossed my blanket down to the end of the bed. "He said to lose the blanket." I shrugged mischievously when she gave me a look of impatience.

She sighed and sat next to me on the bed, laying a glowing hand on the wound once more. It faded into what seemed like a six-month scar, the edges of the cut smoothing out and fading away to red, angry-looking new skin, before she stopped. "It was careless of me, leaving like that." She commented.

"I can take care of myself, Moonie." I smiled.

"No, it was careless of me to leave before you were okay." She explained.

I closed my mouth, understanding, and placed a hand on her thigh, squeezing. "I asked you to leave. That was my fault. But neither of us is to blame for the weird mage with the skeleton, we're clear on that, right?" I asked to be sure.

She laughed softly, and nodded. "Yes, that's clear... I'm sorry for forgetting. You seemed so confident, and I... I let you fool me into believing that this was a normal relationship for a moment." She used the word Normal like a curse word, which made me laugh. "It's so much more weird and beautiful and random than that." She added, and kissed me sweetly.

"Hey, Theo, I heard you got- ah! God, my eyes!!!" Medea squeaked, covering her face childishly.

"I'm fine, Medea, off you get. And remind James to look at my door later, please? It might have gotten broken in the fight." I sighed.

"Will do! Use Lady-Condoms! Byeeeeeeeeee!" She giggled, running off.

"What is a... Lady-Condom?" Luna asked quietly.

"It's a... you know what? I think I'll show you." I smiled, and pulled my purple box of toys and accoutrement over to us.