The Morning – Part 3
As the sun continued to rise, Olivia was thankful that the situation of Olivia’s morning wood had been resolved with a happy ending. She had also learnt how to masturbate herself, and received some hands-on tutelage from Lyrika, with the offer of more in the future. With Lyrika helping her with it, Olivia had come to realise her reasons for doing so may not have been as altruistic as she claimed them to be. She would have to see how things progressed between them as their time together continued, but it was possible that even in this form, she might be able to form some kind of romantic relationship. But it may be some time before that happens.
Putting that aside, both she and Lyrika started getting ready for the new day, but there was a problem. While all was well and good for them both, they now had to get ready or the day and deal with the evidence of the morning’s escapade. While it wasn’t like they had sex, with Tarquin and Cecelia coming to the cabin to meet them, neither wanted to know what would happen if they learnt they had, in a way, been intimate with each other. Olivia was sure that being what she was, if Tarquin found out, he would have some words to say about it, which wouldn’t benefit anyone. There was also the possibility of either of them thinking she had forced herself on Lyrika, given that that is what Orcs and Goblins are known for. Then there was the fact that they also did it in their… love nest, so to speak. Because of all these reasons, lips were shut in regard to what happened.
So, they spent most of the morning cleaning up the mess making it spotless. Olivia did her sheets, removing the stains as best as she could, while Lyrika cleaned up any remnants on the floor from when she left the cabin to clean herself up. It was horrible work, but it was necessary.
Once clean they then aired the place out, removing any lingering smells, even bringing in a few fragrant flowers to help cover anything up.
It took a good deal of time, but eventually, they were done and the place looked brand new. Well the bedding and floor did.
“Well, I think we should be in the clear.”
Lyrika agreed and with that done, they decided to get on with the rest of the day. Which to start consisted of waiting for Tarquin to return to talk about whom he had informed and who would be helping. Once they had this information, it would be some time before they got any real information and so they figured that they needed to bring other villages into the know, as many had been affected by the chief and his deception.
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As Lyrika and Olivia waited for them to turn up, they did the usual activities of eating and exercising. The meal contained some of the cured meats from the hunting cabin, which Lyrika greatly appreciated as well as hard tack to increase its filling potential. The exercise portion was mostly filled with Olivia doing her stretching, running and weightlifting, using large chunks of firewood around the cabin. Lyrika did join in like before, but like before could only go so far, and so ended up resting and watching Olivia do hers. By the time that was all over Tarquin showed up with Cecelia in tow, and thankfully his bow was down as he arrived, even once he saw Olivia.
“Are you ok Lyrika.” Tarquin said as soon as he arrived, which while a nice thing to ask all this did was annoy Cecelia, and to be fair Lyrika and Olivia as well.
A lot of the thoughts in Cecelia’s head revolved around how he was no longer together with Lyrika, yet he still does stuff like that. The rational side of her brain though understood the concern, given who Lyrika was with. Even with the…alright first impression, it would take more than that to completely trust her.
On the other hand, Olivia was annoyed because him saying that, meant he thought Olivia had hurt her, even after all they had spoken about. There was also a niggle at the back of her mind where his question also meant that he thought she couldn’t look after herself and that she was weak.
Olivia’s thoughts were on the simpler side, annoyed that he was basically assuming she had hurt Lyrika in some way.
All in all, those four words had managed to ruin the mood of all three of the girls in one go. Quite the achievement.
Tarquin somehow managed to miss this, along with all of the annoyed scowls and frowns that each of the girls had, him being focused on check how she was.
“She didn’t do anything to you right.” Tarquin followed up with.
“No… she didn’t do anything to me.” Lyrika replied, but in her mind, she tacked on, ‘but I did something to her’, causing a bright blush to form on her face.
“Are you ok? You look like you’re burning up.” Tarquin replied in a concerned voice as he slowly leaned forward to put his forehead against hers.
The cacophony of disagreement at what he was doing and that she was absolutely fine rang out from each of the girls causing him to reel back. Cecelia pulling him also helped do this.
“Huh- what. What’s wrong Cecelia.”
None of them commented on how stupid he seemed to be and so all he was left with was silence.
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“So, we’re you able to talk to anyone.” Was Lyrika’s question after the fiasco of Tarquin’s failure to understand human emotion concluded.
“Huh- ah yeah. We were able to get in contact with a lot of people in the village who were unsure of the new chief. When I told them about what you found, some believe it instantly, but some want proof. Most of them have agreed to help and will be keeping their ears open around his men.”
“That’s great. It might take some time before we get information on what his plans are so, we figured we shall visit some of the others villages and talk with them. They may have more information and may be willing to help.”
“Err, are you sure? It’s not very safe.”
A disappointed sigh rang through the girls as he said that.
“Look, stop worrying. I’ll be going to another village, not the demon kingdom. Now, we’re you able to learn anything else about him.”
“Not really. He was only here several days ago, and he didn’t get to form the alliance by marrying you. He just left a few guys here to ‘help protect the town’ is what he said.” Tarquin replied using air quotes for what the chief said.
While Lyrika just nodded, Olivia reckoned they were here to see whether she returned while the chief was away. If she did, then that either meant she couldn’t hack it on her own or that the exile was a ruse to stop him from getting what he wanted. What the repercussions would be for either scenario, she didn’t want to know.
There was also the possibility they were here to make sure the village didn’t cause any trouble. If they heard whispers that did not favour the chief, they would surely inform him of that and who knows what would happen then.
“I think you should tell everyone helping to stay away from them,” Olivia piped up. It hadn’t occurred to her that this was really the first time she had truly spoken to these two, aside from the ‘hey’ yesterday, but that didn’t really count.
Both Tarquin and Cecelia looked stupefied as they heard her talk.
“It speaks. It can actually talk.”
‘Is this guy trying to be horrible or is he just that stupid.’
“My name, is Olivia, and I’m a she, not an it, and of course I can talk. I spoke yesterday, I shouted ‘hey’ at you. Also, if I couldn’t, how could I have become friends with Lyrika. Or tell her my name.”
There were a few blinks from both the hunters as they tried to comprehend the situation before Tarquin let out a sigh.
“Your female…well that changes everything. I guess I have nothing to worry about.”
“What?” Olivia was very offended by what Tarquin had said. Her name was Olivia, and yet he didn’t realise or care to notice that she was female. Olivia couldn’t help but seethe at that. While she might not look like a tall and slim female model, she was sure that she looked feminine.
“Well, being a female you don’t have a…penis, so you can’t do what Orcs or Goblins are known to do. That’s put my mind so at ease.”
Lyrika awkwardly looked away from him as he said that and she was followed by Olivia glancing down, then back up before subtly trying to shift things around to make things less… noticeable. While Tarquin was still in his own head and mumbling about how relieved he was, he missed all of this, but Cecelia didn’t. It confused her at first, but once she spotted what Olivia had quickly glanced at and was trying to cover up, it all clicked into place.
The bulge in her trousers.
Cecelia wondered how had she missed that but figured that you never really think of a girl having one, which is probably why. She decided that it would be best not to say anything, lest Tarquin get on his high horse again and try to save Lyrika from the monster that threatens her chastity. Not that she was chaste anyway, given she was with Tarquin before.
But, with Tarquin now relaxed, they pushed past the fact that an Orc slash Goblin had spoken to them, and very well at that, and got onto future plans.
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