Sitting on the porch the rocker did it's job, relaxing with her legs crossed and head leaned back relaxing, the sweet tea dropped slightly to the table it waited to be drunk. Humming lightly with the summer breeze hitting her, a welcomed sigh was given. Hearing rocks shift one opened her eyes half lidded at first, taking in the person's features from shoes and on up, gripping the rockers framed arm rests she shot up in surprise
It's been forever since she last saw the hermit of a man, perhaps years even, she had forgotten, but seeing his eyes was the biggest surprise of them all, stepping from the porch approaching him hands quickly took to his face, tilting it left then right taking in his features, pressing her palms to squish his face till he gave an irritated scowl.
“Moyra, you haven't changed.”
He placed his hands on her wrists and lowered the hands from his face, he looked her over then looked at the farm house, things looked the same, yet everything felt so different and distant, his eyes finally went back to her bright green, she was gasping, seemingly entranced.
“Stop staring, so rude.”He seemed hesitant, he released the woman's wrists and smiled slightly.” I was on my way home, and figured I'd say hello.”
She was still in shock, after all the years he had to wear a patch to hide one of his eyes. She would stand properly and nod at his words, then furrowed her brows.” Did you move back to wisteria?”
“Ya, and Dad came back… sisters to marry here soon.” He seemed distant for a moment, till he felt her hand, he blinked and looked to her with a raised brow questioning this.
“ Your dad is back?” Her tone was rather harsh, but it eased as she looked at the goat's pen, quickly she would drag him along willingly or not she didn't care, she needed the details.
“Come on, help me with this and talk to me.” She pulled him into the pen, he groaned and resisted here and there.
“ Moyra it.. your goats, no!”he knew her ways, she was going to use him! She always got him to work for her when she did this.
“ Don't fuss, you can wash up with me later. For old times sake, and I need some help.” She mutters the last bite pulling him to the goat house, she felt him tensing up, looking he had already covered his nose, she started to laugh and handed him a shovel.
His hand automatically took it, his head tilted back as a loud long groan was let out.” I swear…” this is NOT what he came here for!
But in the end the both started to clean the house, he bickered here and there, stepping in puddles and whining nearly about this all, but in the end they started talking and catching up, laughing as they put down new bedding.
“So, do you have a boyfriend?!”
“ Hey, after this let's go to the river and wash up, like for old time sake and to… you need a washing Leven.” Presenting her hand gesturing to the messy clothes and his face, she held back a laugh with this.
“ The river? Haven't been there in a while… “ pausing he looked down at himself, seeing the muck and goat nasty on him, he nearly gagged.” Let's go.” He wanted to throw the shovel at her but he resisted and put it up right.
“I'm sure you can borrow some of Jason's clothes, y'all are about the same size.” Shrugging she put the bags of pine flakes up in the bin and would head out, Leven in tow cause he needed to wash.
Once at the porch she paused.” I'll get the stuff.” She went inside.
Leven took up a bit of grass, wiping it at the goat excrement that riddled some parts of his nice pants, gripping the whole time, hearing the door slamming he glanced over to see her with a bag, towels hanging over the top.
“ Let's go, you big baby.” She chuckled and lightly tapped his back, not caring about the mess or his sweat.
He would follow, taking in the view as the two walked, flashes of the past when they were kids filled his mind. Chuckling here and there, nearly forgetting he was dirty, the smells of the flower field down the road out him at ease, looking to her from time to time.
They stayed quiet nearly the whole way, once they got close to the river he closed his eyes and listened to the waters, it was nice. He pulled some and he opened his eyes again and followed her to a spot, once at the edge he noticed her already stripping.
“ Wait.” He looked at her, she was already half naked. She looked at him giving her famous ‘what the fuck now’ look.” You brought soap right?”
“ Leven, I do this nearly every day. I brought soap, a change of clothes, a bag for your nasty ass clothes. Now get stripped and washed.”she finished stripping off her clothes and slowly wandered in, slipping into the waters and sighed as she went under.
He would start to unbutton his shirt, slowly stripping to his boxers and undershirt, he went to the bag and grabbed the soap, smelling it before he would join her in the river.
His bare feet shifted along the river rocks, he would get in slowly, feeling the cold spots here and there. It felt nice after a long day really, he shifted feeling moss and slipped in, finding himself under the water he rubbed his face and came back up.” Dang that was cold.”
“ Seriously? You think that is cold, you should try the ocean at night.” She leaned back getting her hair to stay out of her eyes, keeping under the water.
He shrugged some and started to gather the soap, quickly getting his face first, listening to her swim around him as he did this, he would take his time, he felt the grime and he grumbled making sure every bit was out of his beard and his hair,he used the soap on it, feeling moyra hands on it now.
“ Do you need soap?” He questioned, splashing his face to rid it of soap.
“ Ya here in a moment. You've got some hay in your hair.” She would help him wash and pick out some hay and pine flakes that she noticed, clearly she was in her own world doing this.”So, tell me about this boyfriend of yours.”
He let her wash his hair, staying still his head wiggling here and there as she used her nails to wash it.” He is amazing, passionate, hard working, gentle, can be somewhat scary when he seems or is angry. He still gets shy, makes me nervous at times if I may overstep and make him feel uncomfortable. His passion is infectious, as well as his smile.” He relaxed some feeling her body against his as she listened.
“ He sounds like a real stud. You should bring him over some time.”
He snickers some, glancing at her.” So can you work both of us? I don't think so, no free labor!”
She gasped, gripping his hair pulling it so he looked her in the eyes.” Leven, you wound me, it's not free labor if I bathe and feed you.” She released his hair and splashed him.
“ I see no meal Moyra!” He teased, leaning his head back and washed the soap out.
She gasped, placing a hand to her bare chest like she was stabbed.” So mean!” Splashing him she would jump on him and wrestle for the soap, he held it out of her reach for a bit, his shirt stuck to him as he stood up holding it over her head.
“ Thought you needed this.” He would open his palm as she stood, feeling her quickly snatch thinking he would do it all over again.
She then began to wash up, watching Leven get out and look for the clothes, using a towel for his hair, she smiled, it felt like old times, the nostalgia hitting her like a freight train, she laughed a bit.
He glanced over at her.” You finally succumb to your madness?”
“No, not yet. I just remembered, you've always only worn your clothes in the river even as a child. Just bringing back some memories is all." Once she was cleaned she would get out and sit on the rock by the pack and wring out her hair, looking to the woods.
“ I still don't want to make others uncomfortable seeing.. that stuff.” He shrugged and found some pants, stripping from the wet boxers and pulling them on.
“ It's not ‘that’ bad Leven, it's still your body. Nothing wrong.”she gave him a somewhat pouty look, knowing what lay beneath.
“Ya ya, same thing you say every time. Still though.” He looked to her, slipping from the wet shirt, looking down to the sides of his body, then to the back, he knew they were there, he knew they were nasty, the caining he had received as a child well into his adulthood.” Still nasty. And I don't wanna have to explain.”
“Who the fuck said you have to explain Leven? With all the wars going on and others sporting their looks I don't think anyone would second think about you too.” Shrugging she would be placing her bra on, clearly intending to try to get him to try new things.
“ Has your boyfriend seen them?”she questioned as she would slide into her pants.
“He's traced them, some… it stopped though cause I know he felt me tense.” He sighed, putting the clean shirt on.” I mean I'm sure he will see soon enough.”
“ Wait, you still haven't had sex?” She wrinkled her nose at this thought.” You're not working down there or something?”she gestures to his lower regions, clearly questioning this.
“ I work very well, thank you!” He blushes thinking about that night, grumbling he was finally dressed, he sat and put on the boots she brought.
She laughed at his blush, that alone told her everything, once fully dressed she took the towel and wrapped it around her hair and took up the pack.” Are you gonna go home?”
“ Ya, I've got some things to get back to, gotta distract myself for two months while Soren is gone… and I need to get back to training.” He shrugged standing shifting against the rocks, nearly forgetting boots were tight sometimes, it wasn't uncomfortable though.
She shifted and took out the bag of his clothes.” Make sure to wash this right away. Don't need to stain your good clothes. Get some farmer clothes and come by more.”
“ I may, I'm sure I'll come by and get some eggs next time, no more shit work though. That ammonia burnt my nose.”
She shrugged at this. Both went their separate ways.
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