Home, sweet home (Tags: Jane)

Miguel tried his best, but couldn't resist looking at Jane. He glanced quickly and the first thing he noticed was her legs. They were so beautiful, soft and enchanting. Miguel's eyes went higher and landed on her tasty, little butt. His cheeks blushed red and he smirked. "If only it wasn't my parents house, ugh, I don't know," he thought, "Geez! I can't hold myself anymore!" Miguel looked away, breathing hard. "I-I-I'll be right back!", he said, stood up and walked rapidly out of the room, keeping the towel in front of his crotch.

A few minuets later Miguel came back, the water dripped from him in streams. He was holding a little bucket of water in his hands. He said stuttering a little, "Y-you need to take some rest from t-this heat t-too, before your head will get all d-dizzy". He smiled and blushed, "Since it's your first time, I won't recommend you to pour cold water on yourself today, just like I did a few minutes ago. I-I've brought you some coold water so you can cool and wash yourself". He put the bucket on the floor, walked back into the changing room and brought something round and cream color. "That's called a soap," he rubbed it in his hands and the white foam appeared on them. "See! My dad bought it from his fellow craftsman of the Northern Kingdom," he gave the soap to Jane. "Here, you can start washing yourself, while I'll do.. well, something else," Miguel got confused a little. He went into one of the corners of the room and took a bath whisk. It looked like a bunch of birch twigs tied together. Miguel turned his back to Jane, took his towel off and started softly hitting himself with the whisk.

Miguel finished his cleaning "torture" and took a piece of leaf off, that was sticked to his butt, before putting the towel on again. He was disappointed a little that Jane did not see the difference from a simple homemade soap and a soap from the soap-boiler. That soap, perhaps, was intended only for royals and kings!.. To be honest, at first glance, Miguel didn't notice the difference himself.

When the lady asked for for further recommendations, Miguel smiled and handed a bath whisk to Jane. "Hope you saw what you need to do!", he teased her a little. Miguel squinted slyly at her, "If you were too shy to watch, I can help and do everything for you!" 

Miguel snorted and stifled a laugh. He gave a friendly smile and showed how he can help her, patting his butt with a a bath whisk. He laught and squatted in front of her, breathing hardly. He stooped laughing and gave Jane an apologise smile, "Sorry for that. You know, it's not necessarily and you don't need to do it, if you do not want to" He glanced down up and gave a sigh, "I think we both are done with bathing and for now it's time to get ourselves ready to sleep". He stood up and put the whisk away. The last thing he did before walking out of the steaming room was taking his last shower. In one fell swoop Miguel tipped the bucket over his head and let the cold water wash over his skin. He shivered, wiped with his towel and went off the room.

When Miguel had dried and dressed himself, Jane came into the room. He felt a relieve when she laughed at his stupid joke, Miguel's jokes always were wacky and goofy, so he expected to hear anything but laughter. Miguel finally felt relaxed. He gave Jane a new towel and said, "Take your time, we need to cool down before we go outside". He slowly turned away from her and continued, "Besides I don't want to get the tips of your ears frozen!" Miguel chuckled and rocked on his feet back and forth waiting for the lady to be done.

Miguel turned back and stood frozen, looking directly at Jane's half naked body and not knowing how to respond. His cheeks blushed heavely. "W-w-what "what?" That was just a pun! Ugh, sorry! I-I,.." his eyes darted here and there, trying not to look at her chest. "I'll wait you outside". Miguel immideatly walked out in the backyard, still blushing heavily.

"Right," he replied. The chill night air felt good against his face. He almost calmed down from a mess they both got themselves into. He got into the bathhouse once again to extinguish all candles and to put the furnace out. He took the last lighted candle with him. "We're going up stairs, so, please,.. be quite", he said softly and moved on, holding a candle in front of him. Slowly, step by step, they've got themselves in Miguel's bedroom. The room was pretty small. There were a wardrobe, a stool and a full size bed. There were not much room to walk around, so Miguel sat on the stool near the window and looked out of it to see the street. He pondered, becouse it was the time to decide how they would manage to share the bed...

Miguel turned back on Jane's direction and shook his head from side to side, "Don't be silly!" He stood up and gave an appraising glance on the bed. "It's wide enough to accommodate both of us", he looked up at her and smiled. "I think I already know what your reaction would be, but, please, give me a try.." He moved closer to the wardrobe, opened the doors and took a big white duvet. "Here," Miguel rolled the duvet and put it in the middle of the bed, "I've created the border!!" Miguel smiled and handed Jane her another blanket to cover herself. He took himself the thin one and, finally, pulled his shirt off, getting in the bed. When he was already lying down on his side, he asked, "So... Before we fall asleep,.. may I ask you something?"