Aulus body had been met with fierce attrition; the raging sun, the scars of his past, and even now new scars were to be added following the skirmish with the female gladiator.  Yet it only required the soft, cold sponge from the hands of Livia to coax his body and his mind to rest.  It was a feeling Aulus had rarely felt in his life leaving in one might described as a drugged state.  His eyelids were like anvils as they tried to force themselves shut so for him to rest.  Unfortunately his honor and unbroken spirit commanded him to remain awake, but come night fall he would most certainly be resting to recover from the attritions of this day.  To his surprise, after she had finished beading his head with the damp cloth, she had moved to the wound at his neck.  Fortunately the wound had healed well enough to stop bleeding thanks largely to the bandage he had wrapped around his neck, so the only task remaining was removing the congealed blood that spread across his neck and collar.  Each wipe of the damp cloth parted the blood from his skin revealing more of the heinous scar unique from all the others.<br/><br/>Apparently whatever had done this had nearly taken his life.  It was then perhaps when Livia gaze adverted for but a brief moment from him to the weapon he carried with him: the double tailed whip.  Aulus turned his gaze towards the barbaric weapon as well recalling its entire history and struggling to project the thoughts into words to feed Livia’s curiosity.<br/><br/>“A weapon of my own design, years ago it was considered one of the most ferocious I ever wielded.  A weapon is but a tool aimed at its master’s enemies.  This weapon however did not care if it what its masters or its enemies blood, it demanded blood much like Mars demands his soldiers.”  His left hand moved towards his scar gliding his finger along the trajectory of the horrific wound. “This was my first mistake.  The second was when I finally mastered it.  To avoid a third and final mistake I had its teeth removed.”<br/><br/>Even if she had any questions in regards to his story it did not hold Livia back from her continuous motion with the damp cloth against his chest.  Even more daring however was when she distracted him by stroking his arm while telling his weapon’s history.  During that time she was coy to move far below his chest stopping just above his pelvis.  Normally Aulus would have responded and perhaps backed away like last time, but alas he remained pinned to his seat and a woman who became daring every moment with him.  The larger evidence of his shyness and his sensation was written all over his face, leaving him with cheeks that were as red as strawberries themselves.<br/><br/><strong>"You blush Aulus Livius. Have your wounds never been tended too before?"</strong><br/><br/>For a moment the words overwhelmed Aulus’ spirit forcing his eyes to close for but a brief moment, his breathing becoming slightly erratic making him unable to combat this new sensation.  Aulus would soon be on the losing end of this fight.  The touch of a woman was so new to him that even he could not find means to combat the sensation.  Ironically he had so many opportunities in the past but his lack of interest or rather the need to maintain his purity in Mars’ eyes.  How zealous the young soldier was.  Now that purity was being threatened and Mars seemed not to care one bit. “I have been treated by some Medicus in my past and at times I’ve had to treat my own wounds, but other than my mother you are the only woman who has tended to my wounds.”<br/><br/>The title must have been a great honor towards Livia for she finally decided to break a new wall to new sensations for Aulus.  Her hand was quick to grasp his own as she maneuvered his hand underneath her toga to meet finally with her breast.  Such a feeling was so foreign to Aulus that instinctively his hand gently grasped at her breast as a means to help him understand what it was he was touching exactly.  His thumb probed around the circumference of her nipple daring not go for the center, but perhaps it was enough for even her to be sensitized by his new but somewhat clumsy touch.  Regardless only a few seconds would need to past before he realized what it was he was in fact grasping on leaving a massive flush at the cheeks and a sudden widening of his eyes in shock.  Unfortunately since she had been the guide to her breast he was unclear as to how to pull back so to release his hand from her toga.  A mistake he would pay for the moment he tugged back.<br/><br/>When he pulled his arm back his fingers were entrapped by the cloth of her toga pulling her with him.  In seconds she was nearly on top of him, their faces only centimeters apart.  For Livia she could finally see the beast behind the man through both his lips and eyes.  His eyes were a blue that matched the skies themselves but underneath those tranquil eyes resided sight sharp and poised like a wolf ready to pounce on his prey.  The eyes remained locked on hers as if daring never to let go of her sight, to turn away would give him more than enough reason to snap.  If the eyes were not enough the proximity of their lips created a even more intense atmosphere.  The lips of Livia were both centimeters if not millimeters from meeting Aulus’ lips, lips never tarnished by another woman’s touch lay right in front of her, so close to the point that she could almost feel the moist sweat from her guest’s lips.  The temptation only amplified with every breath from those marble lips, leaving a hot breath toying at her neck and ear leaving the sound of heavy breathing teasing her hearing.<br/><strong>"My gratitude knows no bounds Aulus Livius"</strong><br/><br/>Her hands then probed eve further towards his loins grasping firmly to finally discover what he had been hiding from her.  Aulus now faced a new sensation that caused his blood to boil.  The touch alone was enough for his back to arch forcing his neck to pull back leaving his mouth parting slightly no matter what he did to prevent it.  A soft moan escaped his lips like it was a new language to him, something that he will probably improve on with experience of course.  His hands could not move, all they could do was grasp at the wooden arms of his seat while Livia teased him.  However it became evident that Livia had no intention of stopping,<strong>"You are mine now"</strong><br/><br/>Aulus in his more sober state would have found an excuse to avoid such touch or flattery, but without his sense fully recovered he would remain in the hands of Livia whom seemed to have free reign over him given his state.  Her movements towards his loins were even more firm if not expedient against him, in moment even his own will would not be able to hold back the swelling of his penis.  Much like any other virgin, his membrane was a swell of years without the touch of a woman or even his own fornication leaving it to remain swelling without attention, until now that is.  The gratitude towards her actions were responded in kind blessing with an erection that was quite pleasing to Livia’s hungry eyes, even if it went against the will of Aulus himself.<br/>