Confined With a Goddess

Celestia had kept Jake's leg warm and wrapped in a damp cloth all night long. After waking up, he didn't even remember the reason why until he took the wrapping off. Even then, it took a few seconds before he noted the red marks on his leg in lines. He wasn't bleeding, but it was very red. Not particularly sore, though. Itchy and sensitive, yes, but sore? Not so much.

He stood up, slowly putting weight on it. It wasn't that bad. The bone and joint seemed to be fine. It was just on the skin. He had expected it to be worse, but it wasn't that bad, really.

"Good morning," smiled Celestia, sitting up. "Feeling better?"

"Yeah. Should be fine."

"Don't strain yourself, now. If that leg starts burning again, you let me know right away."

Jake nodded. It was quiet. "Sounds like the rain stopped. Think we can put the roof up today?"

Celestia rolled over and lifted the blinds. "Looks like we can, if you're feeling up to it. You want some breakfast, first?"

After polishing off last night's dinner, they went outside. They weren't going for a walk today. Jake wasn't even leaving the grove. He was going to stay here, in case his rash was exacerbated.

Celestia could leave, though, and she did, bringing back just a single tree for Jake to split. He had sawed through a single plank several times according to her instructions, and now he had a square of wood with chopped-down corners, and per Celestia's orders, it was looped around the tree in the center.

On Celestia's return, the tree was broken down into eight planks, the ends of each of which were cut at a specific angle decided by Celestia. Once they secured the first one to the box, it was obvious that this was the roof frame, and the point of the box was the same as the hole in the floor; to not damage the tree growing in the center of the house.

Once they had the second roof beam up, and it could just about stand on its own, Jake scooted around the outside, while Celestia took to the middle with her wings. Even at his best, Jake wasn't sure he could use his legs to grip the tree after climbing so high. He certainly wouldn't be able to do so with the rash, especially with both hands being used to secure the beam to the block.

It wasn't long before the braces were all up, and Celestia lowered Jake to the ground. His rash was doing rather poorly at this point, so she let him wrap his leg in a hot cloth while she finished. She first tried wrapping the sail around the tree, but when it wasn't big enough, she just cut a slit from the center. The center wrapped around the tree and when the two sides of the slit came back together, they were overlapping, as cones are wont to do when made from flat sheets. With a few remaining slivers of wood, she pinned down the sheet, with two pins on every beam except the one where they overlapped, where there were four, just to make sure it never came apart in the wind. After securing all of the beams and the outer rim, she covered the whole thing in palm fronds before returning to Jake.

"How's my big, strong fisherman doing?"

"Please don't condescend me, princess. I feel bad enough already."

Celestia sauntered up behind him and gave him a hug. "How's your leg?"

"Better now. Did you need me outside?"

She leaned down a bit, resting her breasts on his shoulders. "Need is not the right word. I'd like you to come outside. And then we can go back inside, but in a different spot."

Jake nodded, unwrapping his leg and following her outside. She lifted him up to the roof to see the house from above, and it blended pretty well with the canopies. Better than Celestia's own hut, which was a lump of light brown in a sea of green. It was wood and dried fronds, and before long, the fronds on top of the sail would dry and become brown, and then they, too, would stand out.

Nevertheless, it was practically invisible now, and that meant that any rain coming directly down would be blocked off. The comical shape, or rather, the eight-sided pyramid structure, would move the water off the roof and onto the ground below. As she brought him back down, he noted a shallow ridge placed above the door, which would divert a fair amount of rainwater away from it and anyone who was coming in or going out, protecting them from the runoff.

The interior was shady, but that was to be expected. The wall plates weren't quite done, but they were close, needing only a few more planks to finish them off. And of course, there was the gaping hole where the fireplace was supposed to go.

"This is nice."

Celestia squeezed him tighter. "It'll be nicer when we finish."

Jake reached behind him, unintentionally grabbing her butt before moving his hands down to her thighs, instead. He just kind of held her there for a bit, swaying back and forth with his arms as around her as they could be. "So, should we start thinking about furniture?"

"We should," she answered, reaching down to rub his panties. "I mean, the bed's not coming over. It was built for one. Squeezing you in was doable, and squeezing into you is preferable, but sometimes, it's nice to just air out a bit, you know?"

Jake nodded. "On hot nights, I'd sleep naked, sprawled out on the mattress with an oscillating fan spraying air across my body. And I'd still wake up in a pool of sweat."

"So, it's decided, then," clapped Celestia. "I'm going to have you make a bed for us."

Jake looked up, concern covering his face. "I've never done that before."

Celestia chuckled and shook her head. "It's just like building a house. You've done that before. Well, a bed is even easier."

Jake snorted. "Well, if you put it like that, I mean..."