Eirian's Trespasser (Closed)

Thomas was running through the forest at an almost breakneck speed. His long red hair flew behind him as he dashed between trees and headed north. His goal was to reach the mountains where, if he was lucky, he could cross the border into the Dwarven Kingdom. He had to pass along vital information to their command staff. He was one of five runners hired and dispatched. It was assumed that only one or two of them would make it.

Having already avoided several ambushes, Thomas was covered in mud and ever muscle in his body burned with exhaustion. He had left one kingdom and entered into an unclaimed forest where bandits and other creatures hid from the authorities. There were a few outposts and taverns independent from any political allegiance, but Thomas stayed well clear of them. He instead was racing through a heavily overgrown part of the forest.

Dressed in a dark green top and brown pants, Thomas was armed only with a bow, a quiver of arrows, and a sword. Even with those items, he was a very formidable foe. However, he had been running for the better part of 3 days with no sleep and little rest. Pausing for a moment he leaned up against a tree, panting. He took a canteen of water and held it up to his lips. Only a few drops fell out and onto his tongue. He was completely parched and had now ran out of water. He closed his eyes and sighed softly. Unless he found a clean water source, he wouldn't be able to keep this pace up for much longer.

He was about to doze off when a loud crack of thunder rumbled through the area. This startled him from slumber immediately. Glancing up he sighed again, it would start raining soon. This would make an already difficult terrain even hard to move through. The mud would be as thick as tar and climbing hills could be impossible. "I need to get moving."

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Not too far from there, movement could be heard and felt in the bush. You could see glimpses of striped white fur, a black lock of hair, amber eyes. The sky seemed to sigh in relief as it started raining. A flash of color cleared a fallen, moss covered tree trunk and stopped, between a clover of trees.

Dismounting, Eirian looked around slowly before kneeling down and touching the damp earth, examining a footprint.

She wasn't really tall, only measuring five feet at the most, her size hinting at her mixed heritage; half-human, half-faerie. Her body was petite, to put it mildly, yet appearances fooled, for her body may have had all the curves in the right places, making her look delicate, but she was strong. Stronger than the average human. Her long, black hair that fell to her ankles was tied back with a leather thong. Her face was soft, crowned with full lips and amber eyes that made her copper colored skin stand out. She was wearing dark brown pants and a forest green tube top, rain glinting softly on atop her skin in the dim light.

Her companion, and steed was a white Siberian tiger, as big as a medium sized bear, by the name of Remis. Muscular, and fast, he had no trouble carrying her on his back,as well as he enjoyed his conversations with her.

Erian got up slowly and caressed Remis' fur gently "He's close, my friend. Let's get moving" she said in a soft voice as her clothing and hair stuck to her skin as well as Remis' fur on him, due to the rain. She mounted gracefully and they were off, heading straight towards the intruder.

Thomas's ears heard movement that sounded like it was more than one person. He dashed forward away from it and a decent speed. If he was human, he was far faster then any normal human. Reaching into his pouch Thomas tossed some seeds onto the ground behind him. They were magically programed to grow and trip up anyone who was chasing him. While there were far more powerful versions of this snare, including species of plant that would assault and strip its prey, these seeds were just designed to wrap around ankles.

Thomas jumped and gripped a branch. He pulled himself up into a tree and looked down to see who was following him. Thomas slowed his breathing so he wouldn't pant as much. His muscles were now burning in pain and he felt like he was about to pass out. Holding his breath, he waited to see who was approaching. He slowly pulled a knife from his belt, ready to leap down and gut whoever was approaching. If it was more than he could handle, then he'd leap from branch to branch to escape whatever danger was after him.

Remis tore through the bush and snarled, suddenly turning in mid air to avoid the vines that had suddenly sprung from the earth. With a jerk of his body, he threw Eirian airborne before being dragged down by the vines that had wrapped around his paws, slamming him against the ground hard.

Eirian landed a few feet away, a little startled, but gracefully all the same. She had two stilettos in her hand as she looked around, searching for the intruder that she knew was very close by.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the vines kept to wrapping around her companions paws, their objective clear; immobilizing, not suffocating. She hated to have to wait to go to him, for she knew there was some one, probably the person who they were looking for, really close.

She slowly walked towards a tree and, with a soft sigh, close her eyes, placing a gentle hand against the moss covered trunk.

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Remis tore through the bush and snarled, suddenly turning in mid air to avoid the vines that had suddenly sprung from the earth. With a jerk of his body, he threw Eirian airborne before being dragged down by the vines that had wrapped around his paws, slamming him against the ground hard.

Eirian landed a few feet away, a little startled, but gracefully all the same. She had two stilettos in her hand as she looked around, searching for the intruder that she knew was very close by.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the vines kept to wrapping around her companions paws, their objective clear; immobilizing, not suffocating. She hated to have to wait to go to him, for she knew there was some one, probably the person who they were looking for, really close.

She slowly walked towards a tree and, with a soft sigh, close her eyes, placing a gentle hand against the moss covered trunk.

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Her pet seemed to be firmly secured, for the time being. Thomas smirked ever so softly as he saw the person after him lean up against the tree just below him. She was short, attractive, but armed. Shifting slightly from his spot... Thomas leaped from his branch and slid down the tree. His aim was to kick her in the back or even the back of the head to knock her out.

Regardless if he was successful or not, he was running again towards the mountains. If she was good, she could avoid him. If she could avoid him, she could hurt him. Thomas wasn't looking for a fight at the moment, but he would if he was force into a corner. Looking just behind him, he threw a handful of seeds in the air again. If they caught her pet, they might catch her.

Without her seemingly moving, vines wrapped around his body, making a small cocoon out of him and slowly bringing him down next to her. The vines from the tree moved towards her companion, wrapping themselves around the magic-made vines and pulling them off his paws.

With a soft smile, Eirian caressed the trunk of the tree lovingly, silently thanking it for its help before opening her eyes and turning towards the man she had captured.

"Well.... I must say, chasing you was very entertaining" she said as she studied his features. He was definitely handsome. She smiled to herself, thinking how she was gonna enjoy holding him prisoner.

"What is your name and why where you spying on us?"

"Damn it!" Thomas said as his descent slowed unintentionally. He struggled against the vines for several seconds pulling free a few times, but ultimately was tied up by her magic. He could feel the vines wrap around his arms, pulling them slowly behind his back as well as his thighs being compressed by them. When he tried to pull free, the vines tightened around his neck and chest to the point where he thought his ribs might break. With a muffled cried of pain he exhaled and stopped.

"Mick Dundee," Thomas lied to her. He was panting as his head fell forward and into the mud. The rain began to come down a bit harder now soaking whatever dry part he had left. Strands of wet red hair fell over his eyes as he struggled again only to have the vines tighten around him again. "I'm... I'm just passing through. Please release me."
Thomas groaned gently and stopped struggling. He cursed to himself slightly. She didn't seem like she was apart of the people who were chasing him, but she wasn't exactly his friend either. As he began to relax in the vines a bit more, his muscles were on fire. They were finally beginning to shutdown, having being pushed to far. Even if she did release him, he probably couldn't move all that far.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Eirian" she said in a soft voice as she moved close to him, the vines pulling him upright once again. With a gentle caress of her hands, the vines loosened enough for him to breathe without difficulty. Carefully raising her hand, she gently brushed away the mud from his face and, almost tenderly, brushed the strands of hair that had stuck to his face behind his ears.

"I'm sorry you feel like lying. Ive been ordered to take you to the dungeons. They will probably torture you then kill you..." she said in a sad voice. It seemed like such a waste. He was a handsome man, and looked kind and passionate.

Bitting her lower lip, she turned towards her companion, watching him rise slowly and come towards her. Scratching him behind the ears she silently asked What do you think, Remis? Should I vouch for him and keep him home?

Remis walked words the stranger and sniffed him before coming over to her and purring, nuzzling her torso. With a nod, she looked at the stranger again "It's your choice. You can try your luck with me, or the dungeons"

Thomas felt himself lifted to his feet with a slight groan escaping his lips. His head hung forward, his long red hair hiding his face. A softer groan escaped his lips when she reached in and touched his face, pushing his hair back. When she did, she would see he had slightly pointy ears, indicating that he had some elven blood inside of him.

His icy blue eyes locked with hers as he felt the vines ease around him so he could breath a bit easier. It seemed like she was giving him a choice. One was clearly better then the other. Thomas mumbled softly, "I've seen the inside of enough dungeons." Besides, it could be easier for her to escape from her then the dungeon he assumed he was going too.

His head leaned into her hand and he placed his lips ever so softly against her wrist. He spoke softly against it, almost kissing her skin as he spoke. "My name is Thomas."

Eirian nodded then gasped softly as she felt his dry lips brush her skin "Oh Goddess, you must be starving and thirsty..." she said as she called a vine from a near by tree, covered in blue-violet berries. Taking two, she smashed them in her palm and carefully coated his dry lips with it "That should sustain you until we reach my house...."

Caressing the vines around his body, she felt them ease back as she wrapped her arms around his body, leaning it against her as she fell to her knees under his weight "Think you're well enough to ride behind me?" she asked as she cradled his head on her chest, letting him rest

As Thomas began to let down his defenses, she could see just how tired his eyes were as they began to droop slightly. He was starving and although he didn't want to seem desperate, his body betrayed him. He sucked against he hand ever so softly, licking and groaning as he tasted the berries. Still wrapped up in the vines he felt himself being pulled against her body. His dirty face against her breasts was like heaven. It had been many weeks since had felt the soft touch of a female.

As the vines retreated his arms fell to the side but then gently gripped her thighs as nuzzled against her. His eyes closed even further as he was just about to pass out. He nodded ever so softly as he pressed his face against her neck and finally closed his eyes, giving up on staying awake any longer. Escape at the moment, was the farthest thing from his mind. At the moment, he just wanted to lay there wrapped in her soft arms. He whispered gently, "I can hang on to you."

Eirian cooed softly as she stroked his damp hair, feeling him nuzzle against her. She wanted to just lay here and let him rest, but they had to find shelter soon or he would get sick, not to mention he could die of thirst or starvation. He definitely didn't look like he hand the strength to ride behind her.

With a look, she summoned Remis to her and watched as he laid on his belly on the soft, damp earth. With a little effort, she managed to sit on top of Remis, Thomas, laying on his side, in front of her, his face still cradled against her neck.

Wrapping her arms around his form she leaned forwards and whispered his his ear "Hold on... Rest against me while we ride" she said in a soft voice before she felt Remis get up and dash at full speed towards her home.

Thomas laid against her ever so gently, breathing softly as he finally passed out. His red hair kissed her neck as she carried him off. He was completely limp in her arms as he had dozed off, no longer able to stay awake.

Unless jarred or shook awake, he would remain asleep for several hours. If she examined him for any sort of wounds, she would find that he was without injury. He had no cuts or even scars for that matter. Depending on how close she looked at him, she wouldn't find scars on any part of his body. He was either extremely lucky or didn't scar easily. She would also find and confirm that he had slightly pointy ears.

When he did wake up, his eye would flicker open and look around. The last things he remembered was being wrapped up in vines and having a beautiful but obviously skilled woman talking to him. He didn't remember what her final decision was with him. Was he in a dungeon, or was he under her care and supervision?

Upon arriving at her home, Eirian quickly dismounted Remis and allowed him to carry the unconscious man inside. Quickly taking his wet clothes off his body, she left him covered with a think blanket, ensuing he would be warm as she went to a small den at the side of her house.

Once there, she called over a sparrow and caressed its wings with a gentle finger "Hello , my friend. Please tell the Council that I've intercepted the intruder, but perished shortly after." The sparrow chirped angrily at her and she looked sadly at him "Please don't be offended. Its the only way to keep him alive. He's probably some human that foolishly went looking in the wrong place, and got himself brainwashed to do intelligence for the Dwarven Kingdom." The sparrow seemed to pull himself together as it ruffled his feathers, lightly brushed a wing on her damp cheek and flew off.

Turning towards Remis now, she walked towards a big pond inside and knelt beside it, dipping two fingers into the cold water. Closing her eyes, she used a bit of magic to heat it up to a comfortable temperature before turning towards the big tiger and scratching him behind the ears in silent thanks. She left the den just as Remis jumped inside, soaking his gleaming white and black fur in warm water.

Grabbing a quick shower, Eirian changed to a white long sleeved shirt, reaching to the middle of her thighs with a deep v neckline that ended at her navel, being held together by two strings tied to a knot at breast level. She let her long, black hair loose, feeling it brush her ankles as she walked towards the bed with a small wash basin filled with warm water and a soft cloth.

Kneeling next to Thomas, she slowly started to clean his face, being gentle. Once that was done, she lifted his head and cradled it against her chest as she brought a cup of water to his lips.

When Thomas awoke he blew a few red curls out of his eyes and took the water into his mouth. He swallowed gently and laid his head back down and looked at her for several moments. His icy blue eyes traveled down her body and then back up again. Glancing down his own body, he blushed ever so gently. He whispered, "It appears you've completely disarmed me."

He smirked softly and moved his head to the side looking at her with his icy blue eyes. As she brought the water back to his mouth he reached up and stopped her. His hands gently gripped her wrist, stroking the skin with his thumb. "This doesn't look like a prison." He smirked softly as his eyes wandered down her body, taking in whatever flesh she left exposed. "And you don't look like a guard."

He slowly sat up and looked down at her. Running his hand through his hair, he exposed his slightly pointy ears and swung his legs around the side. The blanket fell forward, but laid across his lap to hide what she had already seen. With a foot he slowly stroked a bare thigh and smiled ever so gently. "Then again, maybe I am your prisoner."

He leaned forward, his red hair swinging forward to kiss her neck and chest. He leaned down and whispered against her ear in a soft kiss. "I guess I can't complain. I've seen worse guards." He gave a very soft kiss on her ear and sucked ever so gently. "How can I repay this debt?"

Eirian shivered as she felt his hot breath on her skin. his soft hair brushed her shoulders and neck, his hand on her wrist. She closed her eyes as she felt the ripples of pleasure he was creating in her run all along her body, goosebumps appearing on her skin.

She slowly rose to her feet, his hair tickling the exposed swells of her breasts as she did so. Leaning forwards, she brushed his hair aside, feeling her own silky one fall over his shoulder as she hovered her lips barely an inch above his skin as she spoke "Lets get you fed first. Then we can talk...." she said in a soft voice before brushing her lips from just behind his earlobe all the way down to the bend where it melded with his shoulder.

Straightening up and slowly walking towards the door, her hair fluttering gently in a slight wind as she made her way to the kitchen, where their food awaited them.

Thomas exhaled softly when she spoke against his ear and moaned gently when her lips went down the side of his neck. His hand instinctively went out and softly gripped her hips giving her an ever so gently tug closer to him. But as she pulled away his fingers released her and kissed down her thighs. He could see the goosebumps on her body. He knew she was being as flustered by him as he was by her. His eyes locked onto her ass as she walked away, with a grin.

He stood up and tied off the sheet around his hips. It barely hung onto his body as he followed behind her. As he stepped into the kitchen his eyes looked at the food before they finally rested on her. "Looks delicious," he said with a wicked grin, not really indicating if he was talking about her body or the food.

"Please, drink and eat to your hearts content" Eirian said with a wicked grin as she gestured towards a seat. Moving towards the kitchen, she grabbed a bottle of wine and a jar full of water and walked towards his seat. Bending slightly, she poured both liquids on their respective glasses, giving Thomas a pretty nice view in the process.

Sitting next to him, she poured herself some wine and started eating.

Adjusting the blanket, he sat down in the chair in the kitchen. However, he kept his eyes locked on his body. Watching her sit down he took the glass of water and slowly drank it in its entirity. He was still quite thirsty.

Taking bits of food, he chewed it softly and shallowed several pieces before he spoke to her. "So what are you intentions with me?" They were sitting very close together as his red hair swung out and kissed her arm several times. Thomas leaned back sligthly and out his arm over the back of her chair, having his body ever so softly kiss her arm and thighs as he leaned in to her a bit. "Feed me then turn me over?"

Eirian shivered every time his hair or skin made contact with her own. She could feel her skin starting to burn with the need to touch him, to keep the contact.

Leaning forwards, she refilled his water glass before settling against the crook of his arm, almost unconsciously. She smiled to herself as she found that she fitted perfectly there, almost as if she'd belonged there all her life.

Resting her head on his shoulder, she turned her face so her lips and breath brushed his skin as she talked "Thomas... I told my King you'd perished in your attempt to return to the Dwarven Kingdom. I will not ask why you chose to spy on our people and share that knowledge but, for your own safety, you must remain inside this house for, at least the next month. That way, you wont raise any suspicions that might link you as the fugitive I was asked to track"she said in a quiet voice as she looked down at her lap "I'm sorry.... Me taking you into this house is almost no better than being in prison.... But if I let you walk away, some one else wouldve found you and taken you to the dungeons...."

As she nuzzled into him, his arm slowly wrapped around her neck ever so softly pull her closer. His fingers gently stroked the side of her neck as he pushed her close to him. Soon her breasts were pushed against his brare chest as his other hand went out and gently stroked down her neck.. and inbetween the valley of her breasts.

"I see."

Although he was only dressed in the blanket, Thomas felt extemely warm and he was already aroused by her intoxicating beauty. He leaned down and kissed her ever so gently as his other hand slipped gently into her top and gave her breast a gentle stroke. Moaning into the kiss he slowly pulled her into his lap where she could already feel his arousal. Breaking the kiss he smiled up at her with a lustful grin.

"I think it's better then a prison."

Biting her lower lip, Eirian moaned gently as she felt his fingertips leave a hot trail between her breasts, then gasped softly, feeling his warm hand couping one of her breasts. Feeling him move her to his lap, she could feel his erection press against her pelvis, making her arch her back against him, offering more of her ample bosom to his hand. She laced her fingers around his hair and leaned to kiss his soft lips, each of her legs on either side of his hips.

Breaking the kiss gently, she grinded teasingly against him before turning around and sitting sideways in his lap "Please eat. You need your strength back" she said softly as she grabbed a few berries and offered them to him.

Thomas moaned into the kiss as his hand reached more into her dress and caressed her entire breast. His fingers softly ran around her nipple until it was hard pushing his body a bit more firm against her. When she broke the kiss he kept his eyes closed and withdrew his hand. He smiled ever so gently as she leaned back and then shifted in his lap.

Thomas took the berries from her hand with his mouth, sucking on her fingers. As he did so his fingers would ever so slowly travel up her thigh and stroke them gently. His other hand went up her back and stroked her bare skin. He said nothing as she fed him. But after several moment he whispered softly, "These are delicious."

His fingers pushed higher up her thigh, getting dangerously close to her slit. He put his other hand and up into her hair and pulled her down into an even more lustful kiss. He pushed his tongue softly into her mouth as he pressed her up against the table. Breaking the kiss he moaned lustfully, "Its been months since I've been with someone.... as beautiful as you."

Eirian moaned against his lips as she felt the table dig into her back, her arms wrapping around his neck once again. She could feel her nipples get impossibly hard as they brushed along his chest with their movements.

Pushing him away gently, she got up and started picking up the dishes, her face a bit flushed and her breathing a bit heavier than before "Theres a hot bath waiting for you, if youd like to clean up a bit.... Theres also some clothes for you I managed to find..." she said as she took the dishes to the kitchen.

If she had to admit it to herself, he was very attractive and definitely made her flesh burn with a desire she hadn't felt in a long while, but she still wasn't sure if she should allow herself to have what her body craved. Besides... he'll leave in a bit less than a month....

Thomas's hand slipped away from her body as she took the dishes away from the table. He licked his lips and tilted his head to the side. If she looked back at him, she would see there was a certain intensity about him. True, he was lustful.... but there was at the same time something slightly untrustworthy about him. He stood up and turned to head towards the bathroom, letting the blanket fall down showing his bare ass.

Blowing a few red curls out of his eyes he glanced over his shoulder and smirked, "I could use some help if you get done."

Thomas did intend on leaving soon. His mission was over and now both sides were likely pissed. One way or another war was coming and Thomas planned to get in on the action. There was money to be made and he would make it one way or another. Settling into the bath, still extremely aroused, he waited for her to come back in. He wanted her to join him as soon as possible.