Ifrit Boyfriend Itiazi (special preview)

“Do you need to stop?” Itiazi repeats again.

I flinch and look down, afraid to answer at this point.

Itiazi pulls the wagon up to the pond and stops it. He gets out and walks over to the edge of the pond. I watch him for a moment before slipping out of the wagon as well. I take care of business behind some trees and go over to the pond to wash up a bit.

“If you need something, say so,” Itiazi growls at me. “Don’t be so timid.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I squeak.

His eyes narrow on me. “Sorry?”

I take a small step back and nod.

“For what?”

My mouth hangs open and I quickly close it again. I look down at my feet and Itiazi scoffs. He heads back to the wagon and checks on the horse. 

It is a quiet and awkward drive again. That evening when we stop Itiazi starts the fire and then turns to look into the woods.

“Stay here,” he says. “I’ll be back shortly.”

“Oh. Ok.” I watch him as he goes into the dark treeline, vanishing from sight. I sigh and sit myself down before the fire. I sniff my clothes and balk at the smell. It has been a while since I changed so I decide to do so while Itiazi was gone. I strip down and remove my clean clothes from my bag. I’m standing naked at the back of the wagon, humming to myself as I search for what I need.

I heard a loud thud behind me and I turn. To my horror I see Itiazi standing over the body of a wild pig. His hands are bloody and it looks like he has some scrapes and bruises on his body.

“Well, well,” his voice is a low purr. “I didn’t expect this sort of thank you for finding dinner.” I have never seen him smile until now. “Let me wash my hands first.”

I scream and drop down to the ground, squatting and trying to cover myself with the clothes I have in my hands. “Don’t look! Stop it! Please! Just turn around!”

Itiazi chuckles. “And give up this view? No way?”

I snap him a dirty look over my shoulder. “I was trying to change my clothes! I didn’t think you’d be back so quickly!”

Itiazi rubs his chin, still looking at me. “That’s what’s good about me. I’m fast, but I make it worth it in the long run.”

“Please turn around! I beg you!” I’m starting to whine.

Itiazi picks up the pig by its hind legs. “I’ll go get this ready then.” he walks away and I madly throw my new clothes on. I sit down by the fire, angry, embarrassed, and extremely unsure of myself. Itiazi returns with the skinned and skewered pig which he places over the fire.

“Nothing to be ashamed about.” He sits across the fire from me and leans back against a tree. 

“So says the guy who got a good eyefull!” I scoff.

“I did.” He grins and tilts his head to the side. “And I quite enjoyed it.”