Night Watch I: Eliza, Ward of Andrew

*Andrew’s POV*

As I rifled through my dresser, I decided I would take Eliza shopping for some clothes tomorrow, too, after Watch. Hmmm… If I, well, we, were only going to have Watch six days a week from now on, we could go hunting on our day off, and see if we could catch some game for skins, to try and make something for Eliza ourselves, though I was terrible at tanning. Maybe Eliza was better at it? We could contribute the meat to the Commons. I’d keep a bit to salt, and a bit to treat the kitties, of course. That meant I’d have to get Eliza either a bow, or maybe a crossbow. Hopefully she knew how to use one or the other.

I was beginning to despair of finding anything big enough to cover her impressive chest, when I reached my bottom drawer. Excelsior; some of my father’s old things! They were gnarly, old, men’s clothes, but they would have to do for now. I found a vest and kilt I thought might fit. Well, sort of, ish.

I had a stroke of genius, and found some old scrap cloth that was just the right size, such that I thought Eliza could fasten it into a breast-harness-thing under the vest, so she wouldn’t be totally bare or feel exposed. Feeling clever, I brought her my findings, and held them out timidly.

“I know these are men’s clothes, but-“ Eliza stood from petting Crow, who had finally come over to greet her.

“Andrew this is great!” I smiled, relieved that she wasn’t offended. Unfortunately, at that point, Eliza embraced me, pressing her naked body against me. She was squeezing me tightly, my arms, still holding the bundle of clothing, pinned to my ribs; there was no escape!

I felt her warm, soft breasts pressed against my chest. The bare flesh of her supple stomach contrasted against its hardened ridge of Lover’s Last Kiss, pressed firmly against my belly.Um…

Eliza looked at me, smiling, and said warmly, “You’ve been so good to me, Andrew. Thank you.” I knew I had about fifteen seconds before she would change her mind and think I was a raging pervert, when my cursed stirrings would ruin a genuine moment!

I slowly slipped out of her embrace, hind-end first, just in case. “Think nothing of it! I’m going to pop out front to cut the splint a bit shorter, if you want to get dressed?” All the more time for the numbing salve I had applied earlier to kick in...

Eliza grinned at me, then surprised me by kissing me on the cheek! I instantly turned beet-red. She rolled her eyes at me, smirking. “If you insist, Andrew.” She took the clothes from me with an exaggerated wink and walked over to the other side of the room to inspect them. I watched the pale curves of her backside in motion for just an instant before coming to my senses.

Notes

I'm sure he was just checking for a limp... again.