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“But if we do anything else, I think we’re both going to be ruined for life.”
“This is absolutely true. We probably need to take a couple days and let my dick recover. I think it might be blistered.”
He blinked and then he laughed, a short, sharp bark of mirth. “We do not want it to fall off. I have plans for it later.”
“Yeah, I do too. Trust me. Okay you go get a bath real quick, and I’ll clean up here, and then I’ll jump in the rain bath and we’ll go to the market after that.”
His stomach growled. “Perfect. I’m going to get a bite of cheese to take to the bath with me.”
“You do that, baby.”
He had asked Brayden why him and his brothers used infant terms as pet names for lovers, and they didn’t really know. They said it was just a custom in their original world.
Harden had decided that it was going to be charming.
He grabbed a bite of cheese and then cleaned quickly, gasping at the cold water he used to refresh himself.
Once he was finished, he felt better, more settled in his skin, but starving. He wanted a steak and pastries and crispy potatoes.
Mmm.
Crispy potatoes.
He dressed in his leathers, picking out a thin tunic and a light coat to go over the top of that.
They would take one of ysidri and the small cart. It would be faster, and then they could bring things home without having to fly and shift and fly.
Brayden passed him in the hall, stopping to sniff him for a moment, and he had to make himself put distance between them. “I’ll wait for you in the great room.”
Brayden gave him a wide wink before sauntering off to the bathroom, the rain not doing enough.
Damn.
He grabbed his hat and headed outside to hook up the cart.
He whistled, and Elena came running, her legs pounding on the ground, silver mane flowing. She loved to pull the cart. It made him laugh how eager she was to go to town. She was so curious.
“All right, little one, let’s go.”
It was easy to get her ready, and by the time that the cart was attached, Brayden was outside.
“We’re taking the cart?”
“Yes, in case we buy things at the village. We can ride in the cart on the way there and walk on the way home.”
“Making me work for my midday meal.” Brayden grumbled, but he knew it wasn’t real.
He was almost as eager to go into town as Elena and he loved to walk around the area between their farm and the village. Brayden loved all of the animals, domestic and wild, he made Harden explain them to him as they walked.
The birds, especially, seemed to fascinate him because they were so big. Not all of them. They had tiny birds too, but some of the avians were as tall as he was.
By the time they got to the village, they were both starving, so they stopped at the tavern for a beer and some stew and bread. The bread was his favorite — thick slices of brown goodness. It tasted so rich and right to him.
There was a small group of townsfolk in the tavern, and it was pleasant for once to go in and have someone with him and be able to nod at them while he walked beside Brayden. They sat to order their meal, both of them drinking deep of the rich ale.
“Oh, this is a good idea. We can supply the house when we’re not starving.”
“Yes, you didn’t bring much to barter, though…” Brayden looked at him, waiting.
