<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5700000/Kingdom-Of-Heaven-kingdom-of-heaven-5751717-400-225.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rashid<br/><strong>Race/Culture:</strong>Bedu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Crimson Palace (continued from The Thirteen Monkeys)<br/><strong>Day/Time:</strong>Yaus al-Niwt (Day of Houses), Amt (first month) of Alak Paret (Harvest Season), Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Shazadi<br/><hr/><br/>Rashid blushed at the praise she heaped upon him. He was not accustomed to being spoken so well of, he was a wandering pilgrim, frequently alone and rarely traveling with the strength of his clan at his back. Women other than Shazadi had shared his bed before, but they normally cursed him when he felt the tug of wanderlust and felt the need to move on, never were they willing to come along, or wait for him. He smiled back at her when she mentioned  that she had failed to finish bathing him.<br/><br/>"Well, things did become distracting. You know, between visions from a goddess, and me blurting out how I love you, I think I can forgive you for becoming so befuddled that you neglected to finish bathing me." He teased, letting one hand wander down the slim, lean lines of her back to cup her ass, squeezing it gently as his eyes soaked in the sight of her still naked flesh. "Besides, the longer it takes you to bathe me, the longer my eyes are allowed to glut themselves on the bounty of your body." With a waggle of his eyebrows the hand on her ass gently tapped her firm flesh as he chuckled and leaned in to kiss her.