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As her hand shot out and wrapped around his throat Surtr smiled. Perhaps he had over committed on this one allowing his feelings to get the better than him. It was a tight grasp and his air was not getting through it was certainly a predicament. Those few seconds felt quite long as the edges of his visions began to blur. As the grasp released Surtr took a deep breath allowing the oxygen to once again flow into his body. It was such an amazing feeling being able to breath again.

As she asked about his leg Surtr fell forward onto the soft ground next to her letting out a very long sigh. "Hurts... you broke it.... I'm too weak to heal it right now too. We'll have to splint it." Surtr said with a soft sigh. Their venture had been completed. The battle was one and now it was time to reap his rewards. "Whenever you get a chance.... I'll need to be carried inside or something." Surtr said with another sigh allowing the rain drops to wash away the blood and stink of Morgana. His breathing was deep and slow as if a weight was being lifted from his shoulders.

As she mentioned aiming for his leg Surtr chuckled. "Lucky me you were so considerate... Perhaps next time an arm would suffice." Surtr said softly poking fun at Androk to lighten to the mood. He could tell she didn't enjoy losing control but he didn't blame her and held no ill will for the issue. "It wasn't the flame it was the healing. I'm no good at it so it really drains me." Surtr said softly as she rolled him over and stretched out his leg. He winced slightly. "OKAY.... that'll wake you up." He said out in pain as she tightened and set the splint. "So gentle Androk..." He said teasing her as she scooped him up before bringing him up on her back. He brought his head forward allowing it to rest on her shoulder.

She smelled of sweat and blood and yet somehow it was a sweet smell. "I wouldn't make my move in this form.... you know that." Surtr said allowing a soft sigh to escape his lips. It was a relaxed and satisfied sigh he didn't say anything or make a move but his sigh said more than words would have. As they re entered the cave the two were soaking wet and her smell..... Surtr would suddenly push back from Androk creating space and pushing off her falling as he did. "OWWWW... s**t!" He said loudly as his leg landed on the ground. "I didn't make a move.... but with the rain and your smell I couldn't help myself." He said looking up at the cave ceiling it being physically apparent what happened now.

"There is so much forms of living. She loved luxury all over there." He said pointing as he stopped looking at her, he hadn't since he had fallen off her trying to get his mind off of her. "Likely to be meat around here somewhere too..." Surtr said taking slow deep sighs trying to get rid of the hard issue that lay in his pants. It all happened so fast it wasn't as intended. At least one thing was for sure the splint was good.

As she commented about lessons Surtr chuckled softly. "Mages don't work like that. I cannot simply take lessons and learn something. Our disciplines are determined without our volition." Surtr said laying on his back sighing. He had managed to soften himself as Androk picked him back up. As she teased him he shook his head. "This is all your fault.... I am kept at arms left and then you suddenly get soaking wet and press me against yourself. How else do you expect a man to relax?" Surtr said softly teasing her a bit but also serious. "Am I the heaviest damsel you've ever carried?" He teased again, it was obvious despite his leg that he was returning to his natural playful spirits.

As they entered the room Surtr allowed a resounding "hmmmm" to escape his lips. It was apparent he noticed something was off but what's "Watch out for traps this room is different than I last remember and Morgana had a flair for stuff like that." Surtr said as he was set down on a throne of pillows. He wiggles back and forth a bit getting more comfortable as he seemed to be getting visible more releaxed. As Androk commented on the food Surtr nodded. "Morgana did always live in a lavish way.... so you take the bed I'll take this?" he Inquired. It was unlike Surtr to do such things like this. To offer the better hand to another. Perhaps he wasn't fully recovered from the fight or perhaps there was a deep reason as to why he didn't attempted to take the bed. As she returned to him Surtr tilted his head at her a bit confused.

Something was certainly odd about this room, maybe it was the lighting but Androk looked even better than she did before. Hard to do since a soaking wet elf was about as good as it could get.

as she teased him Surtr shook his head. "Yeah I am knowledgeable alright... doesn't be take a healer to know my femur is broken..." He said looking about the room. "Bring me that box!" he said a tone of excitement in his voice as he could see it was next to a very strange looking bowl. It was a large mortar and pestle for making Costco sized potions. Though Surtr surmised he would be able to brew something to heal his leg.


As she spoke about his jaw he chuckled softly. "You like hearing the sound of my voice and you know it..." He said playfully laying back against the pillows and allowing a very long and soft sigh to escape. As she mentioned him being here he nodded. "I'm sure the bed is exquisite. I have been in here though it was been for a few thousand years." He said with a very soft sigh as if remember the old time. Mostly bad, but there were some good.

"I know exactly what I'm looking for it won't be in here. We may as well rest I'll grab it in the morning." Surtr said his hand still open waiting for the box he was sure the materials needed would be in there and then this throbbing would stop. As she wiped sweat from her brow Surtr tilted his head. "Hot? I'll try to lessen my aura...." He said realizing he sometimes forgot to do such a thing. Though when he tried it seemed he couldn't. That's odd, perhaps he was unable to focus due to the pain. He lay in the pillows bare chested and waiting hoping to get rid of this splint and free to walk again.

As she passed him the box he would open it and find a myriad of herbs. "Wonderful.." He said softly before rifling through its contents pulling out some very odd looking plants a few dried pieces of flesh and even an eye. Potions was a speciality of Surtrs and with this he could easily brew up what he needed. He took the small mortar and pestle nearby and smashed all the ingredients together before super hearing them to melt the contents together. He then undid the splint and slide his pants off it taking a bit longer due to the broken bone that lay within. He didn't even bother warning Androk not particularly caring.

He then poured the contents over his thigh and proceeded to rub them into the skin. Within about 30 seconds there was a loud crack as the bone reset. Surtr grunted stifling a cry in pain as he began to pant hard for a few second after his heart rate surging from the event. He took a deep sigh to calm himself before laying back against the pillows his pants still off. "No it's in this cave but not in this room. I know where it is I'll get it in the morning." he said letting out a relaxed sigh obviously more comfortable now that his leg wasn't broken. "Come closer I can steam dry you." he said with his eyes close now obviously getting very relaxed. Androk was looking for something off but Surtr was just enjoying how relaxed it was making him. He hadn't gotten this relaxed in a long time.

A pillow was resting promptly in the area it needed to so that their encounter remained pg-13. He took a deep sigh as his eyes peeked open to look at her removing her armor. "Look you're still soaked just get over here let me dry you then you can get us some food." He said with a sigh waving her over. Something was affecting him as well, though the man was getting more relaxing instead. It was like he was melting into this island of pillows incredible to be honest. How could he do this? How could he be so relaxed after having just killed us.

As she mentioned his leg he nodded before deciding he could get his own food. He rose with the pillow dropping walking by Androk. As he crossed her his heat momentarily flared flash drying her getting the pesky water off. "There..." He said not even looking to her as he opened the box before pulling out some fruit. "Ohhhh..." He said excitedly before turning around and walking back to his pillow throne and resuming his seat promptly beginning to munch on it. "Here...." He said throwing a fruit to her. "I've never seen this kind of fruit before but its delicious." He said taking a bite as it was sweet and seemed to make Surtr a bit Giddy. How amazing this was. "Why did I leave this place?" He inquired glancing to Androk smirking as she seemed to be gripping the ends of her armor. "Just take off the armor. There is no more enemy. Relax and let loose Androk." Surtr said with with a playful chuckle teasing her as he continued to eat his fruit. The pillow was back where it was supposed to be and Surtr was nice and cool, not being trapped in by so much armor are Androk was.

As he finished his fruit the core caught fire incinerating into the air only increasing the heat for a moment. As she spoke about the place seeming perfect Surtr chuckle. "Well now I'd have to agree with you.." He said playfully before putting his hands behind his head intertwining his fingers so that he could comfortable rest. The chest of food would move slowly coming to them through the air and promptly coming to a stop down next to Androk. Surtr's strength must have been returning as this display of telekinesis wasn't as easy as it looked.

As she fiddled with her armor taking it off slowly one of Surtrs eyes peeked open as if to watch. "Why is she taking it off so slowly? Does she want me to see?" He mused to himself. Normally this would put up a red flag but Surtrs mind was hazy he wasn't thinking straight and so all of her odd behavior was slipping through the growing cracks in his mind. He couldn't figure out why something seemed so off and yet the desire to find out was dwindling. Why would it do that? Surtr loved puzzles and curiosities and yet here he seemed to not care.

As he could hear the sound she let out he smirked his eyes now opening to see her digging into the fruit some more. The light in the place seemed to be getting a bit dimmer. Was something controlling the ambiance? Surtr's mind couldn't focus on such such things as he saw her knees press together. They were sitting so close he could hear her heartbeat. It's pounding seemed to only compel his to beat fast. The blood in his body began to rush and the relaxed sensation seemed to suddenly fade. What was this drive? It seemed to sore within him. He had always been attracted to her but now he was suddenly finding it hard for him to contain himself.

As she leaned herself towards him Surtrs heat would rise, it was a natural response that seemed to only be heightened by his inability to contain himself now. What the hell was happening? His pieces were slipping from his hands, the moves he would normally make seemed far from his reach at this point. He scooted close to her so that now he could feel her heat. What should he do? God he couldn't think of what to do! He never was without a move so that was going on? What did she do to him? His mind was reeling trying to search for something, ANYTHING! as he saw her tongue licking her lips it send a surge through his body. Everything had just jumped to overdrive and Androk would now be well enveloped by his heat.

"It's so nice here..." Her words reverberated through his mind was if taunting him. Thousands of possibilities suddenly explode through and he couldn't decide which to choose. Frantic his mind was just trying to say something. "It is..." was all he could muster so soft it must have been a whisper and his body seemed to be doing whatever the hell it wanted without asking Surtr. He would inch down and over so that he was now on almost an even plane with Androk and her head would find itself resting against his bare chest.

This move was too forward, he had over pressed one of the greenest moves a man could make and yet he had just committed. Why the hell was this happening, Androk never had this kind of hold on him so how the hell did she now? She would be able to hear his heartbeat, feel his breath, and likely even his eyes gazing upon her. It was taking every ounce of his being to keep from rolling her over and taking her right there.... this never happened! Surtr was never the one to lose control, and yet he was on the cusp of it. What was going on?!?!?!?!