Darcy Branwyn

Tangled Moon (In the future…)

*Danielle and Lothar*

…She stood up, water sheeting off of her, the shape of her like a goddess; like heaven.

His religion was right before him.

“I pushed you too hard,” she said, getting out. She wrapped a towel around herself and then came back to take his hand. “I’ll shave you another time. It’ll be fun. I’ve never done it before.”

She tugged and he got out. She looked at him for a time, assessing him. Finally she took her towel back off and dried herself quickly while he stood there, her mute acolyte. She seemed to realize it and dried him off too. By the time that was done he was more than ready to take her to bed…