Chapter 20 C.

Spices and cooking meat drifted through the apartment. The undertones of floral scents were weighed down by the heady smells. The bright light of afternoon spilled into the open living area as Strafa went about her tasks. The thunk of a knife at work and happy humming of a mindless tune drifted from Strafa’s kitchen kingdom.

“Smells wonderful Strafa.”

“Master! I didn’t hear you come in, how was your class?” Strafa said, bunny ears flopping and puffy tail peeking out above short shorts.

“Good, interesting. What are you making?” I asked while the bunny girl set her knife down and walked over to me. The Crop tank top she wore sporting a few spice stains already.

“I am drying and baking the meat you brought, so you can take some tomorrow for the dungeon…Welcome home master.” She said with a pause before tossing her arms around me and pressing her lips to mine for a kiss.

Cooking spices filled my mouth along with her soft tongue. Squeezing her tightly, I lifted her from the ground, feet dangling as she greeted me. back on the floor once more, I said, “you are working so hard thank you, I’ll have to do something for you.”

“Humm…how about instead of for you do it to me.” Strafa said with a twinkling smile, turning back to slicing.

“I think that could be arranged.” I said, walking around the counter.

“Welcome home Master Eric!” Faith said, the happy canter washing over me like summertime bubbles. The pink hair of the elf was pulled back in a ponytail, it bouncing as merrily as she was, right into my arms.

“Mmm…you taste like Strafa.” Faith said, unhooking her legs from around my back, her short skirt falling into place once more.

“It is delicious.”

“Come on I will help you get dressed; Mistress Ashley will be cross if you’re late.” Faith said, tugging my hand towards my room. Shooting a smile at Sasha, who was working on my coat at a desk in the corner of the living area, I was lead through my door.

With the speed and grace of that only an elf could muster, my buttons were undone and shoes unlaced. Burying her face in my chest and sniffing me deeply, Faith pronounced, “No need to shower good, now what to wear?”

Throwing open my wardrobe, she began pulling out items of clothing, hanging them from chairs, and laying them on the bed. Pants, socks, and shirts were lane out. With an expert eye, Faith held clothes up to me until she found the combination only Ashley and her would find appropriate was selected.

Sliding me into my clothes, I now wore black pants, a fitted white shirt, an emerald-green tunic with silver embroidered trim. Sitting on the bed, I let Faith kneel in front of me and put on my boots. When she was done, she crossed her arms over my knees and rested her head on my lap.

“Thank you, Faith that was, efficient.”

“Mmm…humm…Had to be, couldn’t have us getting distracted.”

“Not even a little bit?”

“Nothing little bits about it, you have got a big day with Mistress Ashley.”

“Oh…What a bother, but I do suppose you’re right.”

“Mmm…I suppose I am.” Faith aid while rubbing her head all over me before standing up. Reaching out my arms, I let her drag my lazy form from the bed.

Grabbing my weird gooey belt, I looped it around myself, attaching my sword as well.

“How’s it coming along Sasha?” I asked, walking from my room. Faith right behind me.

“Almost done Master Eric.” Sasha said with a pleased smile from her work area.

Heading over to one of the lounge chairs, I sat, placing my sword in my storage ring. Checking my watch, the time was 11:45. ‘I’ll have to get some things for the dungeon tomorrow as well, can’t have Milly or Sasha freezing. I wonder if I will have time to make some enchantments…Might be able to pick up some supplies for that as well.’ I thought to myself, thinking about what the dungeon would be like with more people in it.

Ashley spilled from her room, a swirl of deep blue. Her auburn hair fell unrestrained, a cascading wave of dark fire over the top of her short cape. Her gloved hands were hidden in light blue, white lace ringing her wrist where the long sleeves of her topcoat hid her skin from view. Looped through her fingers, a delicate gold chain dangled. From behind her modestly flared skirts came Milly.

With halting steps, Milly walked into full view. Chestnut hair pulled back in a long braid allowed for the small snow-white horns on her head to peek out. Her eyes focused on the floor as I looked her over. Black shoes; with black and white stockings covered her legs past her knees. The same black and white pattern spotted her short shorts. From the back, I could see the swaying swish of a cow tail that I knew she did not possess. Her chest was wrapped in a tube top of the same print, and a large gold cowbell had been attached to her gold collar.

“So, what do you think Husband?” Ashley asked, a wonderful twinkle in her eyes.

“Oh, its utterly amazing.”

“Really?” Ashley asked.

“Quite beautiful Milly, do you like it?”

“Yes! Mistress Ashley got the outfit for me. I never thought I would wear something so wonderfully made.” Milly said excitedly, the flick of her tail speeding up.

Getting up, I moved around her, “Where is the tail attached to?” seeing the new appendage coming from a small hole in her shorts.

“Umm…” Milly said with a blush,

“Oh, its plug. It has a small enchantment on it to make it move.” Ashley said with a happy smile.

“I see…” I said, running my hand over Milly and along her tail.

“Oh…I can feel that…That’s nice.” Milly said with a small shutter.

“Shall we go? we don’t want to be late. Lots to do. Sasha is it ready?” Ashley asked while securing her sun hat and ensuring Milly’s chain was loose enough.

“Yes Mistress, just finished.” Sasha said, getting up and letting my coat unfurl. It was now no longer just black; it had swirls of green vines and silver leaves on it.

“I guess we had better.” I answered, taking the coat from Sasha and giving her a kiss.

“Have fun Master, I am looking forward to the dungeon tomorrow.” Sasha said, releasing her arms from around my waist.