The Journey from Carbo (the good girl)

“I’m surprised you managed this far being so naïve, princess,” “But I guess she has been sheltered her whole life” “It’s my duty to protect her” “but I never felt…”Ryudo woke with a cold sweat, dreaming about what he told Elena again. The real moon was shining brightly through the trees. On other nights Valmar’s moon overpowered the moonlight. But tonight it was a lovely shade of silver. Elena insisted on having the tent, no boys allowed. So he was forced to sleep outside. He really didn’t mind it though. Occasionally bugs crept up his back, and he got bites here and there. But this night felt different. He leaned forward carefully, and listened. A sound of a beak crunching, well that was Skye, that’s what he did when he was deep in sleep. But he listened more. There it was. The sound of breathing. Elena’s breathing. Ryudo listened as her breathing soothed him, mixed with the wind, and made a beautiful sound. It was actually sad to know that this was comforting, by listening to Elena’s breathing. Tomorrow would be a different story. Tomorrow there would be fighting and blood. But tonight he just wanted quiet. What was wrong with that? Maybe….. He just wanted to sit closer to Elena as she slept. Maybe he would apologize about what he said earlier, it was bothering him too much. He got up as slowly as he could, as not to wake Skye. He knew he had to be quiet. He didn’t want Skye to stick his beak in his business.

A stray cloud blocked the moons, and he opened the flap of the tent. He sat inside. The clouds moved once again, and through the makeshift window he could see the glint of something golden. Her hair! He was mesmerized. He didn’t even know she had such long hair. It was so long, so beautiful, and he had a huge urge to feel it, to touch it, to rub it across his face. It was spread out all over the blanket she was using as a pillow. He picked up a wandering lock. He closed his eyes, leaned towards her, and ran it across his chin, felt the softness of it on his face. Oh, how sweetly it smelled, like the ripest pears or like some fruit he couldn’t describe. He savored the silk on his face. He smiled and looked down at Elena. He trailed a finger across her cheek. So soft, just like he knew it would be. Her lips were parted just so, breathing a little heavy, as if in a sad slumber. How solemn, yet how beautiful a creature she was. And oh, her hair! How could it be so soft? Her hair had a hold on him. It was funny that hair could do this to him. He lay down next to her, and looked up, deep in thought. How did we end up this way? We were two lost people, and yet we found each other. So why not find solace in each other? He saw how she looked at him when they first met in Carbo. She had such a fire of hatred in her eyes, but at the same time, he knew she lusted for him, had something for him. It was all in her eyes.  What a maddening look it was! He wanted her to fulfill that stare, wanted to know what was lying behind those eyes.

He got up halfway, and leaned forward on his palms. He kissed her lips, but softly. A little sigh escaped from Elena. He ran his tongue over her lips, and slowly inserted it into her mouth. She responded with a moan. She opened her eyes just a little, and Ryudo pulled back. “Am I dreaming, Ryudo?” He takes one of her hands in his, and laces their fingers together, but doesn’t answer her. Elena didn’t protest, just looked at him with wide eyes. “Ryudo,” she whispered, “what are…?”  “Shhhh, stop. The moment is beautiful, and so are you. Don’t say anything.” He puts a finger to her lips to shush her. She obeys. He runs his fingertips from her neck down to her cleavage, all the while looking right into her eyes; she shivers slightly, but arches her body up towards his touch. She unclasps her hand from his, and sits up to face him. He wraps his other hand around her hair and twists it around; oh it was so lovely, so lovely, and so beautiful. He pulls her head back, and she lets out a whispered sound of astonishment. He runs the tip of his tongue up the length of her neck. He finds his way to the corner of her mouth. She is quivering; he still has her hair tight in his hand. Their tongues find each other and they kiss softly. He finally frees her hair, and as she leans back on her hands, he stares at her whole self. The moonlight seems addicting. He drinks her in, and feels tipsy, giddy. He holds the front of her nightshirt, and as he pulls open the the buttons, Elena whispers, “Ryudo….” He leans forward, and with sleepy eyes takes a pink nipple in his mouth to nuzzle.  Elena groans approvingly, and as Ryudo’s hunger grows, so does hers. She finds her hands in his hair as he plays with each nipple, sucking on one while fondling the other with his fingertips. He goes back up to kiss her, and squeezes both nipples. She’s smiling, sighing, and enjoying this newfound pleasure, not caring about Granas or Valmar. Elena’s eyes are half-closed, but she holds his shirt, and tries to tug it off. Ryudo takes it off, and quickly  presses his bare chest against hers just to feel her against him. Elena can feel something big as he presses against her, and she gasps. She figures out that this is what makes Ryudo a man. She is scared for a moment, not knowing what comes next. He moves his hands do undo the buckle of his pants. He guides her hand, and she feels his hardness, and knows it’s because of her. And her urge to please him overwhelms her. She grabs his hardness softly, and moves her hand up and down on it. “Yes like that, but harder,” Ryudo says as he puts his hand over hers and moves it harder. Ryudo grabs Elena’s hand again and stops her. Quickly he gets up, and removes his pants.  “Elena, do you want me?” She nods slowly, with a shy look in her eyes. He smiles back at her, and takes his finger, and glides it into her, preparing her for what was to come. “I’m doing this so it won’t hurt so much, ok?” She swallows back the slight pain, until it starts to become a little ball of heat, and Elena can feel something starting inside her.  He feels her starting to quiver. He inserts two fingers, and goes in and out a little faster. Elena is unable to speak and her mouth opens into a little O, as she feels the ball of heat inside her grow into a swelling, throbbing sensation, and the pain leaving. Ryudo, trying to control himself, bites his lip, but she keeps moving against his hand.  Elena starts to quiver wildly, and trying to keep control, he leans forward to kiss her again, his fingers working to keep Elena moist. He slowly makes the transition, removing his fingers, and inserting his hardness in to Elena. She shrieks loudly in pain.  “Don’t worry,” he whispers,  “just relax.” She wraps her legs around his body, as he slowly slid into her, and then out. With a shiver, she begins to relax, her pain melting into nothingness. Ryudo feels like exploding, but controls himself. She meets his thrusts with her own, wanting him deeper inside her, but not being able to get enough. “Wait,” he says. He pulls out, knowing what she wanted. Lying down, he positions her on top of him. He could tell she enjoyed this way much better by her sounds as she sat on top of him. Elena’s pain is gone now, as the ball of heated sensations take over her body, and when Ryudo grabs her hips to move her with him inside her, starts to feel a wave of immeasurable ecstasy forming. She starts to move on her own, liking the control she had of how deep Ryudo could be inside her, and how she could move her own way to give him more pleasure. Ryudo clasps her nipples again, which were glistening with the heat from her body. Elena, not being able to take anymore, and yet wanting more, throws herself down on his body. She grabs his head, and hungrily rides Ryudo, as she started to pant with yearning. Ryudo feels himself starting to explode, as she rides him harder, and then, he too, starts to moan. Elena breathlessly says Ryudo’s name as Ryudo gives up trying to hold back. Elena kisses Ryudo, as they came together with frenzy over and over, their tongues also darting to find one another in a sensuous kiss. Waves of pleasure come intensely for both of them, and Elena feels something that she has never felt before and would never forget. She closes her eyes, almost unable to take this feeling, yet she breaths deeply and starts to shake, grabbing onto his hair with her fingers. She pulls her head back, opens her mouth, she finally lets out a hysterical sob as she thrusts Ryudo into her as hard she could, but tries to pull away because it was too much to handle. Ryudo’s hands kept her firmly in place on top of him, and he continued to move her up and down. She lost control as her climax made her buckle violently, but Ryudo kept himself inside her as her body moved to the bliss she felt. Ryudo followed with his orgasm moving Elena slower and slower until it faded to the smallest tingling.

Exhaling a long sigh, Elena put her head on his chest, and slowly opens her eyes. Ryudo is staring at her. He smiles but says nothing. Elena smiles a shy smile in return, and puts a soft kiss on his lips. Ryudo grabs Elena, and hugs her tight. He buries his face in her hair. They don’t say anything, knowing that the present time was all they had, and in the morning, they would continue what they must do. Ryudo starts to get up, but Elena continues to hold him. “Elena,” he whispers, “sing to me. Sing me that song I heard when we first met.” She starts to sing, softly. She sang for him, and he felt a happiness he hadn’t felt in a long time. He stayed with her until the morning, knowing she was scared, admitting to himself that he was too, not knowing what was ahead,

By Toulone