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Night Watch I: Eliza, Ward of Andrew

Was it working? (or) I've been making snail trails around him since we met

*Andrew's POV*

The walk to Sandra's shop was uneventful, relative to our previously fairly explosive journeys through the merchant quarter. Eliza cut a more menacing figure than I thought possible for a, well, a woman of size. I guiltily recalled my first impressions of her and wondered what had changed? Was it because she had bathed? I probably shouldn't think about that too long...

Perhaps it was related to, erm, sort of, at least... technically, getting defeated? I looked at the arm Eliza had with her hand resting, ready, on Little Johnny's hilt. It really, truly, did not look like an arm that could lift an entire man. Much less a couple, and carry them around while they chortled and carried on, then fought with each other about being too loud to calculate custom axe price, all while swinging a pair of stools overhead. I had seen it. I also wouldn't be surprised if I had hairline skull fractures, brain damage, and fucking died overnight, for fuck's sake... But I hoped not. I wanted to spend more time with Eliza... Maybe kiss her, just look at those round, ripe- Whoa! Don't think about that either!

"-Andrew?" Eliza poked me in the side, and I jerked up from ogling her chest. Oops, shit!

"Uh, what?" I glanced at her, then walked along, trying to play it off like I checked out massive titties all the time. No big deal. They weren't awe-inspiring. No, not at all. Didn't magnetically attract my gaze, I was immune, remember?

...I just really didn't want to have that conversation quite yet.

...Was it working? I sneaked a quick peek. Eliza looked confused. Hmmm...

"I said, who is Sandra? What does she sell that we need? You want to spend all this money, but I really don't see-" Shit, I forgot I hadn't tell her about my plan to get her a bow so we could hunt together, she'd surely fuss over this too. I steeled myself for another bout of bickering. I would spoil Eliza whether she liked it or not!

"Don't you start with me, I have a plan, Christian and I made it together, he agreed it was great!" I shot Eliza a defensive look, then handed her my piece of parchment with our shopping list. "Christian didn't think it was excessive at all."

Eliza's expression softened as she handed me back the list, slowing her pace. "But... Andrew, why?"

I stopped walking. Now wasn't the time for the full answer. "Because." I kept my hand on Eliza's for just a few seconds longer than I had to as I took the list back.

"I've never had anyone treat me this way, Andrew. It's very difficult to accept. I have nothing to offer in return." I fiddled with the list in my fingers. My mind was screaming at me, 'NOW, NOW, she has the only thing I want!'

But I could sense people around us trying to be subtle as they eavesdropped. Not here, not yet. Soon. I ran my tongue over my lips, they had gone dry. "Please. Just let me, you deserve it. I want to help." I wanted to say so much more, but I stopped myself. I didn't want to say those things in front of an audience.

Eliza smiled a reluctant, shy smile at me, unlike her. "Alright, you barmy fucker! Ranged weapons shopping, off we go!" She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek, making me grin like an idiot.




I gave Eliza a quick brief on how I knew Sandra before we went in the shop. How, with her marksmanship, I had always hoped she would be a Watchman, always hoped, as a kid, we would go running into battle together. We had been close when we were little, in Training.

At graduation, she had chosen the Day, and her path had turned out not to be with the Watch at all. One of my closest friends, I had taken it hard for a while, until I realized it wasn't a big deal, and it would have been an ill fit anyway. Sandra was a superb craftsman, and she still came to the defense of the Tribe when battle came to its borders. Just not as a Watchman. She marched to a different beat, and I had learned to respect that: I still sent Watchmen that were struggling with ranged weapons to her for help. Scheduling was sometimes difficult, but we made it work.

I was a little nervous. I hadn't really spoken to Sandra in months. She also knew me pretty well. I didn't want her to let the cat out of the bag early, so to speak... I wanted to tell Eliza myself how I felt about her. But if it was as obvious to others as it seemed it was, Sandra would probably be able to tell in five minutes or less. Ugh.

As soon as we walked in, the other customers cleared out, apparently in terror for their lives. Not embarrassing at all.

Sandra looked at me, and then Eliza. She grinned her big, old smile at me.

"Andrew! You haven't died yet after all! Is it true, did you really get your ass handed to you by your lovely companion here, and then you got so pissed off, you stripped her naked?" My mouth fell open as Eliza burst out laughing.

I couldn't recover fast enough to protest before Sandra went on, enjoying watching me wither. "I heard Eliza was so mad, she decided that you had to marry her for your transgression, so she clocked you over the head, and took you home!" I turned scarlet, speechless, Eliza was giggling with delight. Gods, the horror!

Sandra kept on, she had no mercy! "Is that what you two have been doing? Eliza, have you been ravaging my poor, innocent Andrew? He's generally not susceptible to the seductive offers of women, it's a good thing you were so bloody direct-" Gah!

"Enough, you harridan! Ugh! Eliza, this is Sandra, the skilled marksman and woodworker I told you about. I cannot vouch for her torrid sense of humor. Sandra, this is Eliza, Night Watchman and my ward. She is newly come to the Wild Ones."

They shook hands, smiling what looked to me like the smiles of female co-conspirators. Oh, fuck... Maybe Eliza didn't need a ranged weapon, I'll just fucking give her a spear-

"So you've not been haranguing Andrew's crazed bitches-in-heat because you were defending his mighty cock for yourself?" Sandra was still smiling, and I wanted to die. Just die.

Eliza winked at me. "Oh, of course I was! That's my true motivation, secretly. Had nothing to do with wanting to ensure the Second Officer didn't get serious head injuries, or was treated respectfully by the people he risks his life to protect, nothing at all. I've been making snail trails around him since we met, just look at that tight little ass!" My brain imploded- how did this happen?!?

"Eliza! Weapon!" I ran my hand through my hair, putting it one way, then another, as the two demonic women wandered off to discuss who fucking knew what. Hopefully a motherfucking weapon so we could leave soon. What the fuck was with Eliza calling my ass small and tight all the time? Was she serious, or did that mean it was big and floppy? Was she mocking it? If she was serious- was that good? I wanted to know!

Seeing no one else was in the shop, and Eliza and Sandra were busy, I took a risk. I quickly groped my butt, trying to objectively assess its character. It felt the same as always, it was just... there, just my damned ass. I needed a reflection, I had no idea when I had last contemplated my buttocks' shapeliness (or lack thereof) in a mirror. That would have to wait for the clothier. No fucking way I was getting caught checking my ass out in the window. Ugh.

Notes

i updated the visual aid chapter a wee bit, i'll keep working on it as i go along. i wrote a bunch of night watch on a recent plane ride, so i've got a bit ready to go...

Comments

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SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
4/15/17

I've waited right to the end to comment. I loved this so much. I love all the characters and if this site would let me vote loads, I would. I wish it were more like wattpad in that respect. I've read the first chapter of the next installment and I can't wait. I'm super excited.

xPockyCookiex xPockyCookiex
4/7/17

@Teja

yay! so glad you like it so far!

anathema anathema
3/26/17

@smutty pariah

*snorts at you* ;0)

anathema anathema
3/26/17

Yes, can't wait!

Teja Teja
3/26/17