Ashe/Nami Caretaking

It had been three days since Ashe had taken Nami into her home. The frost archer was out meditating near a river when the poor tidecaller had surfaced above the frigid waters, having passed out. Ashe had expected to find Nami’s body numb and cold, as she likely wasn’t accustomed to the chilling waters of the Freljord, but instead she was burning up.

Clearly a fever, and a major one at that, Ashe thought, so she thought it was a good idea to nurse her fellow champion back to health, perhaps as a sort of repayment for the times when Nami had helped her.

“How are you doing?” Ashe asked after opening the door to her bathroom. She had left Nami in the bathtub filled with room-temperature water; it was the best she could do since she never had a need for warmth.

“I’m okay.” Nami replied weakly, the fever having drained her of her usual fervor. She was certainly grateful for Ashe’s kindness, but what she really needed was a doctor. She was too respectful to tell her that, though.

“Are you sure?” Ashe continued as she walked closer and sat on a chair next to her. She could see it in the tidecaller’s eyes; she wanted to be back out in the sea. Nami released an exhausted gasp as she reclined in the bathtub, causing the water in the bathtub to swish back and forth. It was nothing compared to the waves that she loved to ride, and she pouted in dismay.

“I can think of something that might help you…” Ashe offered, drawing the moisture out of the air to form a thin layer of frost on her fingertips.

“Nothing cold.” Nami said resolutely. “Swimming through that ice-cold water was awful.”

“I know, that’s why I waited for the water to warm up a bit before I put you in it.” Ashe explained. “However…”

“What?”

“I think that because you’re hot on the inside…” Ashe rested her hand on Nami’s bare forehead, which currently lacked its crown and was quite warm to the touch, “…you’d need cold on the inside to balance it out.”

Ashe looked at Nami intently but with a smile. Nami, lacking the energy to do the same, could only offer a confused, tired look.

“What do you mean?” Nami asked naïvely after a tired breath.

“Here.” Ashe said as she held her frost-laden index and middle fingers closer to the mermaid’s mouth. Nami felt no compulsion to close up, so she let her lips close around them. The coolness of Ashe’s fingers was actually rather refreshing, and it made her feel a bit better as she gently suckled on them. After several seconds, Ashe pulled her fingers out, covered with a combination of frost and Nami’s saliva, the latter of which quickly froze.

“That does help a little, thank you.” Nami said, her tone a bit perkier.

“Do you have any other entrances?” Ashe asked. “It might help this go quicker.”

“Uh…” Nami stuttered, too embarrassed to respond. She looked away quickly, feeling heat return to her head as she began to blush.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know how your people… work.” Ashe explained.

“It’s fine.” Nami said dismissively.

“I want to help you, though.” Ashe said, learning a bit closer. Nami turned her entire body over in the bathtub, creating more miniature waves and causing some of it to splash out onto the floor.

“It can be a learning experience for both of us.” Ashe said, trying to convince Nami to let her help.

“Ehh…” Nami trailed off, curling up a bit. She didn’t hate humans, but the thought of one that she didn’t deeply love handling her nethers made her a bit uncomfortable.

“Come on. I bet you’re ticklish!” Ashe exclaimed as her hands darted toward Nami’s body. The archer’s fingers then began to dance across the skin of her shoulders, covered with a thin layer of scales. The mermaid could clearly still feel it though, as she began to instinctively jerk around in the bathtub. She tried, unsuccessfully, to suppress her giggling, but Ashe knew she was enjoying it.

“Haha, Ashe, stop!” Nami yelled between giggles.

“Oh, you are ticklish, aren’t you?” Ashe exclaimed as her fingers smoothly crawled down from the mermaid’s shoulders and to her stomach. This was an area where Nami’s skin was unshielded by scales, so when the archer resumed her work, the tidecaller began to feel it twice as hard. She continued to fidget around, knocking water out of the bathtub and some even onto Ashe, who began laughing alongside her friend.

After several seconds, Ashe’s fingers then skated across Nami’s navel and headed slightly lower than that, until she felt an unusually smooth spot underneath the surface. The mermaid’s twitches and giggles came to an abrupt halt as she felt chilly, dexterous fingers slide across her labia.

“Oh, so you DO have another entrance!” Ashe said as she used her middle and index fingers to get a feel for Nami’s vulva. Nami could only blush in response.

“Just… be gentle.” Nami pleaded. Ashe leaned forward, closed her eyes and placed her frosty lips unto Nami’s in a calm, reassuring kiss. She found Nami’s tongue with her own before frosting it with a thin layer of refreshing ice crystals. Nami sighed out of relief, feeling much cooler in her head now, before Ashe gently pulled away. She reopened her eyes with a playful look in them.

Ashe gently poked a curious finger unto Nami’s vagina. It didn’t give much, despite being warm, wet and submerged, so she gradually applied more pressure until the mermaid’s walls gave way.

“Ahh!” Nami shrieked.

One chilly fingertip was inside of Nami’s body now.

“Does that feel better?” Ashe asked.

Nami could only nod in response, her breathing nervous.

“Do you want me to go deeper?” Ashe asked.

Nami nodded more ardently.

In response, Ashe began to swirl her finger around a bit, coating the inside of Nami’s feverish nethers with a cool layer of frost. Nami alternated sighs of relief and moans of pleasure as Ashe continued to push forward during the circular motions, like an icy corkscrew slowly working its way through the tidecaller’s tight walls, until Nami unexpectedly leapt from the back of the bathtub upon which she was resting with a yelp of surprise. The cool finger had just skated over her most sensitive spot, and her jolting body language and labored breathing certainly showed it.

“Are you okay!?” Ashe asked, hoping she hadn’t hurt her.

“Please don’t stop!” Nami cried as she began to stroke her clit, feeling the need for stimulation in the brief seconds that Ashe had stopped. When she had continued, however, she continued to glide across Nami’s sweet spot with her single frosty fingertip. With each stroke, Nami’s moans became more like cries and her tight walls rebelled, threatening to trap Ashe’s finger inside her.

Ashe looked on excitedly as she vigorously fingered Nami, which became harder with each passing second.

All of a sudden, Nami’s eyes shot open and she cried out in orgasm. Her vagina closed in around Ashe’s cold finger with a viselike grip before pulsating with extreme force, sending mermaid juices surging out of her warm, wet vagina and into the bathtub. Nami’s body shook all over in ecstasy as her back arched and she twitched around, continuing to loose a hot waterfall of her juice until she finally collapsed back onto the bathtub floor.

“Feel better?” Ashe asked with a smile.

“Yeah…” Nami replied, still exhausted, but no longer feverish.