A Lesson in Orcish Mating Practices Part Two

See Part One here.

This orc stared at me.

He must have known what I was up to. I hadn’t even cleaned myself up yet.

His smile said everything I needed to know. His cocked eyebrow just punctuated the non-verbal communication.

I covered myself with my hands rushing over to my clothes to grab anything I could to hold in front of me. The shirt wasn’t much, but it was enough. to keep my most important bits covered.

He was still smiling. “Did you need some help getting ready?”

I shook my head. “I’m doing alright.”

“You sure about that? You’re still naked.”

I was very aware of being naked, but I didn’t know how to get dressed without flashing more of myself to this orc. And he wasn’t turning around or giving me my privacy.

Slowly he hefted his bulk from the position leaning against the doorframe and walked into the room. “Get a good view?”

“You knew?”

“They weren’t exactly keeping it a secret and you were gaping at them.” He chuckled.

His confidence sent a shiver down my spine. “I didn’t mean to spy.”

“It’s fine. We don’t much care who sees our love in town here.”

“Where are all the women?”

“You’ve seen them.” He shrugged. “I thought you knew, and that’s why you came here.”

“I didn't know.” I shook my head. “I just thought the women weren’t allowed away from home.”

“They’re free to come and go, there are just no orcish females.” He shook his head and started to gather up the clothes I was supposed to change into. “Come here.”

I froze.

He chuckled. “Relax. We’re open with our bodies here. I’ll help you clean up.” He waved me over.

I slowly dropped the shirt away. There was something about the way he spoke that made me feel bold.

He motioned for me and I walked over.

Slowly he pulled the cloth out of the tub and started to wipe down my body. He had such a gentle touch. It sent shivers down my spine when his thumb…

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