Journal of a Bounty Huntress
Entry 3
"I'm sorry...I can't just...I mean, I want to...but...I don't even know your name..." It was if he were looking into my eyes, even though I knew he couldn't. I sat down in a chair next to me, trying to gather myself. I didn't quite understand, a man...stopping a sexual act. I glanced back at him. He still shook with the anticipation of it all, and certain physical aspects of him were noticably affected. I had to respect this act of chivalry. We would talk. He sat down on a couch, motioning me to sit beside him.
"So....um...who are you?" He was trying to be funny in an obviously awkward moment.
"My name is Eliness...and you?" I was trying to talk to him, without jumping on top of him. It was very difficult.
"I am Orian...." There was a mutual pause. I could tell his hunger for me was growing. Just the sound of my breath and the warmth of my body sitting next to him, was driving him crazy with desire. In a moment, without any more words, we were holding each other again. There was no stopping this time and as our clothing fell to the floor we fused together, bodies and souls.
I woke in the morning to a dimly lit room, with Orian's arms around me. I hadn't redressed since last night and my body still tingled with satisfaction. I watched him sleep for a few moments. His brown hair glistening in the slight beams, coming from the window above. I knew that this happiness would be short lived for him. I had to be leaving this city. I had heard about a job for me in a neighboring city. If the townsfolk saw me leaving his home, he would again be ostrasized from yet another place. This religous community wouldn't tollerate adultry and I wasn't about to marry. As I got up, he awoke. He smiled at me. He didn't seem to care or realize what was about to happen. I began to get dressed, feeling somewhat unhappy with myself for not thinking about the consequences of my actions. The first person who had ever cared in my life and I had created hardship upon him.
"I know..." He said to me. "I'm not worried." He didn't seem to be, but I still couldn't help but feel like it was all my fault. He stood up and began walking toward me. As I watched him coming toward me my heart began to ache, he small burns on him. Fresh burns. I knew that they were because of me. I turned away. I had hurt him. He put his arms around me.
"The don't hurn, actually they feel sort of nice." He laughed. He radiated love for me. I could feel it even without looking at him. I felt so safe in his arms. Almost as if I belonged there. I wanted it to last forever, but I knew that it couldn't. I couldn't endanger him by asking him to come with me. After two days of knowing him, I loved him completely. A love unlike anything I had ever experianced before. I was very confused. I felt small and helpless. I now knew what it was like to have fear. I feared for him.