Battlefield

[SoakdBrute]

Loving the theatrics (and the banter that goes with )

[Tytn]

‘Alas Good Sir, you are not allowed to defile the trees around here with such ungodly activities’ he spoke quietly
‘Where were you caught? The back? The legs? Or through the chest?’ the Medic queried softly. He saw the medic was also still looking around but spoke directly to him
‘I was struck from the rear, through and through to my back and side. They also tried to rob me but alas I am mostly penniless. I was struck in the bar last night with much frivolities with old friends, and I drank much to get past the hangover’
‘I know of this ailment you speak of’ the medic replied ‘catching up with friends is good, and the mead makes up for it’
‘Mead, Beer, fine spirits, but that was yesterday. Today it has just been water and other medicinal things to allow be to stand up’
‘Ahh yes, I recall such things. I have none with me today, but I may have some back in my camp, the House of Titan’ the medic replied
‘I shall have to move, I cannot stay here much more, there is much… pressure’ Alec moaned. He was actually quite comfortable, if you ignored the massive agony in his gut, that had now taken over all of his central body

‘I could…. help’ came the whisper ‘but you must tell no one of this…. encounter!’
‘I don’t think I could even stand and if you say trees are not to be abused… But I am consumed by the agony of something you cannot help’ Alec moaned
‘I could if you wanted, do you?’
‘Yes!’ Alec hissed, his eyes blurring briefly, he reached up to wipe his eyes and the mere movement was even more agony.

He heard more than he felt, the rasp of a leather belt, then more pressure eased on his gut. He was quite thin, but the clothing bulked him up. More movement, and unexpectedly he felt some air down below, something he really wasn’t expecting. Some rustling nearby and then the medic pulled over some leaves, a small bark and a stone
‘Are you making a poltice’ Alec tried sarcastically
‘I fear such things would only complicate the matter. This may be…. Uncomfortable!’

Alec felt more cool air waft over his groin and a soft hand grasped his tool, tugging out out from his thin light brown trousers, and into open air. He felt a surge of life from down there and tried to not think about it.
‘Looks like something is alive’ came the response
‘I’ve had it a long time, it has usually proved it has a mind of its own’ Alec offered
‘I have rested the beast on a small slope. I’ll move back so you can… release, ok?’ Alec grunted in ascent, and the medic stepped back, glancing around. Alec willed himself to let go and nothing happened
‘Its flowing’ came the whisper
‘Good, because I can’t feel anything’ Alec replied

The medic stepped back and sat back down on a nearby log, and looked around and back at Alec, and after a moment the relief slowly crept up on him, he let out a soft sigh and the medic smiled back

‘I take it you are feeling the relief now?’
‘Oh yeah, this is awesome’ Alec moaned, still unable to move but now he could feel the vibrations of the flow, the odd angle his tool was resting on something, the draft as cool air slipped over his groin and the serene feeling of utter joy and pain free.

Alec didn’t even know he’d finished until the Medic reported the flow had ceased. He slid over and gently squeezed the shaft before slipping it back into the opening from whence it came. The squeeze produced a result and it stayed bulky in his trousers as Alec carefully rolled onto his back as directed and then slid himself onto his knees and slowly rose.

He was slightly taller than the medic, and much much thinner. Alec could feel he was still erect, and carefully adjusted himself to make himself tidy

‘Is the battle raging?’ he asked, and the medic nodded. He indicated an area, and after some repeated thanks from Alec he turned and hurried back to the battle, feeling a heck of a lot better and ready for more pretend fighting.

[bodgyuk]

Sounds like more than the battle is raging.