V.
Tree branches filled my vision and tried to seduce me from my course. I had no idea where Jay was in this darkness. Glowing eyes observed my every movement, and if I didn’t know any better, I would assume that they were Jay’s siblings, come out to destroy me. Silence stretched out all around me. Where was he?“Jay?” I asked softly. I don’t even know why, since he couldn’t possibly have heard me. Huddled into my tunic. Wanted to be back home by the fire. Then again, I also wanted to be with Jay... Memories of the May Festival filled my mind and I didn’t notice the figure standing in front of me.
A cold hand touched mine. Eyes flashed open. Jay was smiling slightly, his eyes unreadable. He was still kind of slouched in his menacing pose, goose bumps rose in spite of my desire for him. My hand was brought up to his mouth, he sucked gently on one of my fingers, closing his eyes. I pulled it out of that haven of saliva and sex. He settled for rubbing his head against my hand.
“Why don’t you ever say anything?” I whispered. He nuzzled his head up my arm until it was parallel with my face.
“Are you that afraid of silence?” Snuggled into the crook of my neck. Chill wetness as he licked me. Why was he always so fucking cold? Weren’t demons supposed to be hot?
“I just want something that proves that this isn’t a dream...” Moved my hand over his crotch and rubbed gently. He moaned against my neck and started sucking.
“Doesn’t this prove it?” Gently guided me to the ground, still clamped onto my neck. I pushed him away a bit. Petal lips pouted, but mischief gleamed on their perfect surface.
I reached for the knife that I kept in my belt. His eyes instantly snapped to it and then up to my face. A sheen of sweat glistened on his face. “You don’t trust me?” Trimmed off a strip from my tunic, then tied it around his neck. He closed his eyes and nodded. “This way I’ll know that we actually did this.” Fingers trailed over the knife, pulled it towards himself. Then he cut his tunic and tied the fabric around my neck.
“Sort of like a wedding band?” he asked. I shook my head. We could both be dead tomorrow and I wasn’t sure if it really was the kind of idyllic love that would last.
“Shh.”
He laughed. “Now you want me to be quiet?” I drowned out the rest of his words with my lips, throwing him to the ground.
“Yes.” Drifted my hands underneath his tunic. He leaned into me, moaning softly as I turned his nipples into hardened nubs of longing. Replaced my fingers with lips, tongue, wetness, tasting his flesh became an obsession that I longed to continue. His hands traced my spine, delving down into the space between my tunic and breeches. Chill touch on my skin, I hissed and inadvertently bit down on one of his nipples. Groans greeted my touch as I pulled his tunic off, licking up his chest as I went.
Fingernails scraped at the meeting of his breeches and skin, he sighed as I started to pull them down. His arms fell limply to the ground and he abandoned himself to the feel of my touch, my tongue dragging down towards his cock.. Surrounded it with my mouth, experiencing the sensation of hot living flesh in my mouth for the first time. A deep lusty moan was all that responded, then fingers in my hair, and his eyes begging me to let him fuck my mouth. Licked around his cock and nodded. Eyelids slid closed and he started to thrust. I took him in fully, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, knew that he’d let me do what I wished later. Then release, liquid filled my mouth, swallowed it all, listened to his panting as he collapsed in the leaves. “Paige...” he whispered.
“Remember? You’re supposed to be quiet.” I said as I spread his legs. He whimpered and rolled his eyes shut again. Fists clenched in the leaves as I neared him. Then he wailed as I pushed into him, he instantly tightened around me, a single tear dribbled down his cheek. Moved my hand to his cock and caressed it lightly. His hands reached for me, pulling himself up to meet me, his lips tried to plunder mine, I wanted him so badly...Vision doubled and tripled as total and perfect pleasure approached. Then blinding light...
I opened my eyes and he was gone. Why did he always leave? Saw the sun coming up. Maybe we had fallen asleep together? Noticed the imprint of his body in the ground beside me. He had stayed for a while it seemed, but I couldn’t remember much after my orgasm.Everyone was gathered around the well for some reason. Slogans were being shouted and a cart was next to the well. I walked cautiously closer.
“Paige! Where have you been?! Father Thomas’s friend the witch hunter has come from London!” Bobby exclaimed, slapping my shoulder.
“Why?” He rolled his eyes, had he picked up that valuable life skill from his mother?
“Remember? My mother suggested that we send for one after those pigs died. Though it’s pretty obvious who he’s going to go after.” Steeled myself against looking at Jay’s house.
“That’s great. When does the inquisition start then?”
“Oh, he’ll probably start tomorrow. It was a long trip to get here.” he said. I sighed and tugged gently on my choker. Bobby noticed and touched it. “What the hell is this?”
“It’s the newest fashion. Surely you’ve noticed?” I said. Hoped that he couldn’t see the sweat rolling down my face.
He shrugged. “If you go in for that kind of thing. I guess it’s okay.”
The witch hunter stood up on the well and all sound ceased. “Hear ye, good villagers! I am Father Jonathan from London. I have received intelligence that your village has among its inhabitants a slut and a hell-spawn! This cannot be tolerated! I demand, no, I order you to turn these two and any that they have corrupted over to me so that I may remind them of the error of their ways!” The crowd started screaming accusations, ranging from the chicken with only one leg to Lord Ryan himself. Lord Ryan and Amir were strangely absent. Surely they would know about this visitor.
Bobby’s mother crawled up on the well and made a motion for everyone to be quiet. “You all know who the real sinners are! They live in that foul house of low morals over there!” she shrieked. “They are the ones who should be interrogated!” The villagers took up the cry and started running towards Jay’s house.
I ran in front of them. “No! We don’t have any proof!” I yelled. But they kept on coming. Bobby ran out and pulled me away.
“Come on, you’d better hide or they’ll take you too.” he said.
“What?”
“You were with Jay during the May Festival and last night...” He shook his head slowly and swallowed. “I know that you think you love him, but you know that it can’t last, he’s not a safe person to be associated with. You’re my friend, I don’t want you to die too!” he said vehemently. I slumped onto the ground and buried my face in my hands.
“They didn’t do anything!” Heard the villagers rushing back towards Lord Ryan’s house, was that where they were going to keep him? Then the smell of burning wood. “Bobby, you have to believe me, they’re not evil.”
He sat across from me and pulled apart a blade of grass. “Paige, I trust your opinion. Just because my mother says something doesn’t mean it’s true. Remember how she said that Amir was really a woman?” I stared at him and nodded. That had led to our following him around until he proved that he wasn’t...not a memory I wanted to dwell on, especially now.
“I just...I just don’t know what to do.” I sobbed, putting my head on my knees.
“You can always ask Amir for help. He didn’t tell on us in the forest, remember?”
Nodded in my misery. Would that change anything?