Going Soft?
by Kurt's Chew Toy
*How the hell did you ever get yourself into this mess?*

How many times have I asked myself that tonight...this hour?

Four hours ago, this girl practicly fell on my doorstep, damn near
frozen delerious. I should have just left her out
there...shit...somethin' I havent heard for a while. My concince is
making a comeback it seems. Damnit...just like the Runt...never stays
dead.

I shake my head, wondering why I'm even taking the time to make sure
the little popsicle is alright. Ok...shes breathing...leave...turn
around...Damnit!!!

I try...I really do, but I cant get mad at her. Its offical...I'm
going soft. Well...either that or your hooked on seeing her naked.

I shake my head, finely able to pull myself away from her to at least
be able to think half-way straight. I go outside, lighting a cigar.
Even though its colder than a witches tit in January, I dont feel a
thing...well, I feel something, but it aint got nothin to do with the
cold.

I reach down to adjust myself, resisting the urge to unzip and relive
myself right there. There it goes again...my concience...the same
thing that told me to  go out looking for that girl's parents.

Wish I hadnt. Now I gotta tell her that their both dead, victims of a
hungry and very pissed bear. *She'll never belive ya, and you know
it.* Yea...that would be true...she'd think I'm telln' her that
because I wanna keep her around.

*May not be that far from the truth...*

"Oh Shut Up!!" Great...now I'm talking to myself. I take one more
puff of the cigar and throw it in the snow, the wind picking up
again. Another storm commin through.

I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts and get the snow off of
it. Something stops me, that scent, could she be awake already?

I look up and there she is, staring at me with those topaz eyes, from
where I'm standing, I can see that there is a bit if emerald around
the pupil, making her eyes seem like their are glowing.

Only when I come to my sences do I realise that those eyes are wide
with fear. Why wouldnt she be afraid? She wakes up in a strange house
with a strange man, naked as a jay bird and in the middle of nowhere.

"Who are you?" The voice, its bairly more than a whisper, but it hits
me like a sledge hammer. Normally that level of fear would get me
harder than an oak, now...now it just makes my heart ache.

"You shouldnt be out of bed." I try to come closer to her, but she
backs up quickly, stumbeling on the blankets wrapped around her. She
fell to the floor, the blankets falling away and revealing her pale
skinned body to me again. I groaned trying not to let my eyes linger
on her body, not wanting to scare her even more.

I pick up a blanket and hold it out, putting it around her shoulders.
The girl is backed up agenst the wall, still giving me that look, her
eyes wide. Personally...I dont blame her. If I woke up naked with me,
I'd be scared too.

"Shhh..." I whisper, holding the blanket over her and wrapping her in
it. She settles somewhat, tears streaming down her face as she
realised that I mean her no harm.

She sobbs openly on my shoulder as I pick her up and carry her back
to the fire place where I had laid her to she could warm up. She
turned over, looking at me, intently. "Has anyone come looking for
me?" She askes, her voice a bit louder this time as she got more
comfortable.

I shake my head, more snow falling from my hair. "No...storms picking
up again. Gonna be a week or so before anyone gets up here. Even then
I dont have anything to get in contact with anyone else." I shurgged.

She nodded, her eyes drifting around the large room. She snuggled in
to the blankets, feeling comfortable enough to go back to sleep. I
watched as her eyes drifted closed and her breathing became even and
deep. I stood there, watching her until I was damn sure that she was
asleep and high tailed it out the back door.

I ran as fast as I could through the howling wind to the trees and an
underground store house I had dug there. I got inside and closed the
doors, trying to get her out of my head and failing miserably.

Her scent is what drove me wild. Made me want to hold her down and
fuck her brains out till she screamed my name. But something held me
back. Cant quite figure it out right now...too many things going on
in my head. That and I was so hard it hurt.

I leaned back agenst the cold walls and undid my pants to relieve
some of the pressure, trying very hard to think about something else,
anything else but the girl sleeping infront of my fire place.

"Oh God..." I coudnt do it...no matter what, her face always popped
into my mind. I couldnt take it. I pushed my jeans down to my thighs,
releasing my erection. I took the thickness in my hand and pumped
hard and fast, massageing my balls with my other hand.

It wasnt long before I had come, shooting my load on the opposite
wall, growling loudly with my head thrown back gritting my teeth.

After about two or three more times, I slumped agenst the wall,
breathing hard, my cock softening. It was a few minutes before I was
able to walk straight, and I started back to the cabin.

I walked in as quietly as possible, making sure that the girl was
still asleep. I went to my bedroom, closing the door slightly and
stripped everything off and climbed into the huge bed. I laid on my
back, staring at the celing and listenbing to the wind outside and
the crackeling of the fire inside.

I looked out my door, just bairly able to see the girls dark auburn
hair from under the blanket. My eyes drifted closed as I watched her
sleep. The last thing that went through my mind was what he would do
if someone actually did come looking for her. *Not likely...*

To be continued...
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