Dungeons

I blinked my eyes. This must have been the ceiling I saw. I took a deep breath. The smell of shower gel filled my lungs. I couldn't hear anything but water dripping on the floor in between. I could still taste Ender's lust on my tongue.

Most important of all, I couldn't feel anything with my sense of touch. Neither the warmth nor the cold, the water in the bathtub I was in, the marble of the bath where I lean my foot, the man that I sit on his lap in the bathtub. I was feeling nothing.

''Have something you want to say?'' I asked in my mind.

''Nah. It seems like you can figure out yourself.''

Sighing, I leaned my head back on Ender's chest. Gathering my hair and putting all of them on a side of my neck, he ran his thumb over the kiss marks on my neck he had made himself. I wasn't sure about my feelings about being marked.

''Tell me about dungeons,'' I said. He wasn't answering questions about his employers and teammates. I guess it was some kind of pride thing.

''Dungeons,'' he murmured in a low voice, just as tired as mine. ''There are three kinds of dungeons: Low level dungeon, intermediate level dungeon, and advanced level dungeon.''

''Tell me something I don't know.''

''If you stop interrupting, I can. A well-equipped group of adventurers is sufficient to clear a low-level dungeon. For an intermediate level dungeon, it requires the cooperation of the whole guild and takes days, if not weeks.''

''Really? I've heard that a bunch of adventurers has cleared an intermediate level dungeon, a demonic bee hive, in one day recently.''

He took a curl from my wet hair and started playing. ''I've heard it too, but in that case, it was a pretty weak low level dungeon that was still in the process of evolving.''

''What about advanced level dungeons?''

''Ah, advanced level dungeons. They are the... real deal, I dare say. When an intermediate level dungeon starts showing signs of evolving, the closest guilds unite and clear the dungeon. An advanced level dungeon hasn't been born in years, at least in discovered areas.''

I shivered in the water as the numbness of my skin disappeared slowly. ''Nobody knows what is happening in the wild. Who knows, maybe there are a few of them, right?''

''Yeah, maybe. It would be a terribly fun.'' There was a desire that'd be for a lover in his voice, not for a dungeon.

I forced myself to remember what to ask. I was tired, or rather exhausted. I had the desire of nothing more than curling under a blanket. Still, ''The entrance at the forest... what was that?'' I forced myself to stay awake a little longer.

''A legendary dungeon,'' Ender said. ''We have no records about it. Something unnatural that should never have existed from the very beginning. A legend.''

My eyelids closed over my will, and I welcomed the friendly darkness. ''So is it a more difficult task than advanced tier dungeon?'' My voice came out as a whisper.

''We don't know this,'' Ender said and added, ''...yet.''

''Who decides what will be a dungeon? I mean, How do we know that a bear's cave is not a dungeon, or that a lake full of piranha is a dungeon?''

It wasn't me who asked this question, it was the fox. It must have embodied somewhere, but since my eyes were closed I didn't know where it was. For a moment I thought the question was asked to me, but when Ender spoke, I realized that the fox was also talking to him.

''Stability and hostile behavior of the creatures, possibly loots... There are several theories but actually, it is a mystery. The system defines some ecosystems as dungeons, while not others.''

I nodded as it was too tiring to open my mouth and say something. The dizziness was passing, leaving its place to fatigue.

''What hostile creatures and possible loots does this legendary dungeon offer?'' The fox's high pitched voice that too loud for my tired mind echoed. I wondered if it could telepathize with others without me noticing.

''No idea. Neither humans nor demons have yet managed to activate the entrance. It looks like it has some special requirements,'' Ender said. His voice and chest I felt on my back awakened something inside me while I regaining my sense of touch. Turning around in the bathtub to see his face, I inhaled the taste in the air.

It was like a dessert you can't say no when you thought you were full and couldn't even eat a bite after the main meal. I couldn't say no. Stroking his abdomen, my hands found the bulge I was looking for.

''Didn't you hear what I said? Stop this, before it turns into addiction,'' The fox said.

''You didn't say anything,'' I murmured and when Ender looked at me with confused eyes, I realized the mistake I made. I spoke out loud instead of talking to the fox inside my mind.

The dick in my hand, which began to erect, must have distracted him as much as it had distracted me so instead of asking what I mean, he put his hands on my hips and pulled me towards him.

The fox sighed, ''Lust demons are vulnerable when it comes to their lust. You need to learn to control your own lust better than this,'' it said.

''Just one more time,'' I said without paying attention to who I was talking to.

''If you insist,'' I heard Ender, and although I don't have much experience with men, I wondered if it was a little too fast to do it again.

''Are you kidding me?'' The fox laughed in my mind, ''You should be capable of making a man arouse again and again continuously for days even if his skin erodes because of sex.''

Thinking about the idea that hurts me to imagine, I tried to pause but things were already out of my control. Sighing, I damned the consequences and decided to let it flow for once.

While Ender dries my hair that night before falling asleep from mental and physical exhaustion, I remember that I was thinking that it wasn't such a bad thing to be the one taken care of and wondering what my pet doing right now.