Lip action

I woke up feeling the warm of tender sensual feeling against my cheek. It was a different sensation then I had ever felt. I gave a stretch remembering I had laid a fur under the servery wagon by the makeshift main fires during our time here. Master said I was to serve, and serve I would. I enjoyed the aroma's of cooking food and hot breezes that even stayed warm in the evenings. It took me a few ehns to wake up fully. It was like a brush of silk the way these lips kept smothering my cheeks. I giggled, a true girly giggle that was almost foreign at my lips. I always had a soft yet, enjoyable laugh of a Freedom. Nothing cute or giving, a truly selfish laugh.

I smiled, about to say something when I rested the depths of dark green eyes on Yasmine who was kissing my cheeks, when my mouth opened she shoved a piece of mint in my mouth suddenly and we both giggled then. I let the mint play around in my mouth as she gave me a peeled stick to clean my teeth with, and a bowl of water to wash up with until I had a chance to fully bathe. She started to twist my shift into another design for me to wear today when I asked her two questions. One...why was she here so early? And two, why the kisses?

It took her a few ehns to stop giggling while I washed my face, and started to clean my other parts I wanted to keep very fresh. The water had a bit of sugary sweet cinnamon and brown sugar scent. It was very relaxing to my senses, yet had a full feeling of refreshment. There was a proud look upon her features. She told me with this feel from her that was like a burst of sunshine that her Master won a new Turian, who truly wasn't as pretty as her, and was screaming for mercy without 5 ehns of the girl being thrown to her Master's furs this morning. Which means he will be wanting something hot and wanton this evening after fighting the girl all morning to break her into a true slave. She was glowing at the thought of it. I was pretty impressed.

Then she wrapped her arms around me and planted another kiss on my cheek. Now she was all up in my mix again and it was taking some getting use to. She felt me tense up before she would just plant another on my cheek, then the other cheek finally back and forth until she had me pinned when I started to push her off to escape her. I was gasping for breath from the weight of her sitting against my chest and both of us giggling. It was then I got it, I felt it. A kiss, so simple was so much. Today it was friendship.

It was nice, she went on and told me about the meanings of more kisses as I washed up the both of us started with open camp chores. Friendship kisses, caring kisses, love kisses, passion kisses, teasing kisses, suggestive kisses...so many of them! I would start with just the friendly ones, the rest seemed to be way to complicated.

By afternoon light, Yasmine ran off to take her Master lunch out in the herds, and I walked along the tents by the Turian vendors. I saw a basket of eggs by some talking silk girls. They didn't seem to bother to look like they noticed me. I figured, anyone that turned their back towards a good basket of eggs, didn't want them. So I kindly took them. I boiled them, I carefully peeled them, using a very fine knife made of fine bone and sliced them in half. Putting the yokes in a bowl, I mixed them with some mild spices and creamed bosk milk, carefully refilling each center. It smelled good. I couldn't wait to have my Master try them. I kissed the back of each of my hands as I put them in a small covered wooden tray and made my way to find Him. When I was able, I offered them up. I will say, He seemed a bit weary. But He ate it. He liked it! Oh kick ass! Odin was smiling upon me. And those kisses on my hands....were Hope. It was a great day.