Native Fire

[Asa]

OOC: transfering a book I am writing to this board wanting to make it a bit more "interesting" so if you are interested pm me and I will fill you in on the character needed PLEASE do not just post first.

*She relaxed feeling the water of the falls cascade over her naked form her dark eyes and earthen red skin shimmered. Eagle Feather daughter of a Chieftan was the envy of her tribe for her wisdom and her body. Long raven black hair that shimmered in the sun, dark eyes that danced with the fire light, a slender well toned form, LONG legs and young firm ample breasts. She was the hunger of many a warrior in her tribe and unknown to her the Soldiers that plagued and hunted her people.*

*But out here in this canyon that all mattered little to her. She was well taught in her Uncle's "self defense" lessons. She could run as a gazelle and never tired of running. She was a bit of a daredevil in her own right. The "proper" women of the white man would call it Tomboy if their daughters did as she did. But it is what sculpted her form and perfect body over her 20 years of life.*

*Lost in her own thoughts she did not hear any noise around her even if the person sneaking up on her had made any she merely meditated as the waters fell over her body. Singing softly her voice like the song of the first whispers of morning*

*Her best friend had told her to be more careful but in her eyes Raven Eyes was too cautious after they saw the woman her father knew and the obvious half breed daughter that hid at her heels while the Medicine man tended to her wounds*

*Little troubled Eagle Feathers mind when she was relaxing like this... it was so rare lately that it meant more and more to her that she shoved everything else from her mind to enjoy it*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

He's the son of hill folks living in one of the hollers in the mountains of Tennessee. He'd survived the Civil War and came west with the army, but tired of all of the regmenation and crap from officers who'd never been shot at.

An ambush that nearly wiped out his patrol was the last straw. If the West Point wonder of a second lieutenant had listened it wouldn't have happened. The only thing that saved those who lived was they listened to the scout.

He took his discharge and became one of the civilian scouts paid by the army but who didn't have to follow the orders a soldier did.

While out reconning an indian villiage he'd come upon a pool with a small water fall. As it was damned hot he chose to cool off the water, stripped down and went for a swim.

He was shocked and surprised to find a beautiful indian girl under the water fall. It took some time but using sign language he was able to communicate on a rudimentary level and enchanted by her lovliness, her unselfconscious nudity began teaching her English.

They arranged to meet once a week for months and could now communicate with much less sign language. They were both lolling in the water and he'd just kissed her for the first time, had just touched her for the first time when the idyllic scene was shattered by a yell.

Both bolted upright and saw a brave from her tribe. Michael ran for his horse knowing that all he could do was rescue her and ride off. If he left her to the tribe she'd be either killed or reduced from her status as the chief's daughter to a tribe slave for consorting with the hated white man.

As he wheeled his horse to get her the brave raised his bow and shot, but not at him. The arrow pierced her shoulder for she'd moved at the last minute making it miss her chest.

Michael galloped over, scooped her up and rode off as fast as his mount could go. He needed distance to give them time to dress, him time to bandage her wound and time to prepare for any who followed him.

Ten hard riding minutes later he was on a knoll facing back the way they'd come as he dressed her wound after removing the arrow. They dressed and he said, "If you want I'll take ya back, but I want ya ta stay with me.
"What do ya want ta do?"

 

[Asa]

I.... *she looked deep in his eyes* I can't go back Michael. Have nothing now... nothing but you *she bit at her lip a little raven hair falling over one eye as she sat there in the light of the fire wearing the soft animal side dress dark eyes looked to him... So Exotic yet so innocent*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

His arms are extended to you as he sits with his back to the very small fire in the hole dug into the ground to hide it. Had it not been needed to cook the rabbit he wouldn't even have built one.

His pistol, a Walker Colt, was beside him as were several cynlinders already charged and capped for it to make reloading very fast. Also laying there was his Greener 10 gauage coach gun. The Bowie was still in its sheath on the back of his belt.

Michael had learned long ago, at Paw's feet, that having the "raight tool fer the job" was important and at night a double barrelled cut down shotgun was a good tool.

In the daylight he'd have had the Sharp's long range gun or the Henry repeater beside him unless the range was really short so the Greener could be effective.

As he waited for for her he turned and kicked out the fire by shoving the dirt and sod into the hole. Now the moon and stars were their only light.

 

[Asa]

*She moved closer to him watching him kick out the fire and getting the blankets from the Saddlebags she walked back over careful not to put too much pressure or movement on her wounded arm yet. She sat down beside him smiling softly watching the moonlight. It was always so beautiful to her as she curled up in one of the blankets*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

His arm circled her and he pulled her so she was leaning aginst him. He wrapped his blanket around them both to be sure she was good and warm and sat quietly for a time then spoke so softly the night winds through the grasses nearly covered his voice, sound carries a long way at night as they both knew.

"I'm glad that was yer choice. I'll never return to the Fort again. We'll go somewhere past the boundries of yer people's lands and set us up a place to live.
"Would ya like that? Would ya like to be mah woman?"

 

[Asa]

*She smiled snuggling close wincing slightly at her arm listening carefully to him then her whispered answer*

Your people... They would not accept that either. They do not like when their kind mix with us and yet I now have no people. You once spoke of a friend of yours that was like you in thought. He and his wife accepted us and tried to help. Should we go there? I do wish to be with you as yours in heart and soul I feel the ancient ones would accept that it is just people that do not listen to what they do not want to hear from the ancient ones that all are alike in more ways than can be seen

*Head tilts back she kissed his chin eyes close curling close*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

"My Paw usta say, 'Judge the man not the color o' his skin. Thar's bad 'uns of all colors and good 'uns too.' and I've found that to be true.
"It's to bad others don't do liak Paw says and judge the man and not the color o' thar skin."

"It'll take us some days ta git ta Clark's place. He and his missus moved farther away from civilization ta be alone. Got tired of the yahoos and drunk soldjers, but we kin go thar.
"We'll not go straight in so's ta confuse any followin' us. Ah'll hide our trail so's we can't be easily found."

"Ummm, are ya comfie in the buckskins or would ya be more comfie outta them love?"

 

[Asa]

*She looked to him thinking she knew what was thinking with their closeness so she smiled to him and slowly slipped from the blankets and standing she slipped the short sleeve from her arms the moonlight shimmering off the earthen skin ample breasts adn long raven hair that falls over her face concealing one eye adding to the exotic yet innocent look of her. She smiles to him allowing the buckskin to fall to her ankles she slipps back within the blankets snuggling close.*

So what will we do? You really think your people will let us live in peace? That the Soldiers will not try to take me away?

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

"Probly not. I signed a year contract ta scout. If'n they kin spare the men they'll probly come look for me, but Ah'll worry when the time comes.
"Do you know how lovely ya are and how excitin' it is ta see ya nakkid? Yer the most beautiful woman Ah ever seen," he says as he hugs you to him again after wrapping the blanket around you once more, but leaving it open a bit so he can look at your body in the soft moon light. It shines on your skin and makes dark hollows of some of the places he longs to see.

 

[Asa]

*Thinking on the soldiers* there was one that... SHe bit her lip and snuggled closer to him* He... He scares me. *She didn't really know his name but described him to Michael hoping he might know who it was not realizing it was one of his employers*

*Feeling his eyes on her she snuggles back against him putting her hands on his as he holds her close*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

"At's Col. Trundell, the post commander. He hates all injuns, even the ones who live outside o' the fort 'n those that scouts. He's bad news 'n has the power to make life miserible givin' the chance.
"Seems we have two to worry about. That brave from yer tribe 'n Col Trundell.
"Well once't we're at Cody's we'll be a purty far piece from 'em both so maybe we'll be okay and if not, if'n I knows Cody his place will be way off the track and well built.
"I have directions, but it may take me awhile ta find the place. He said it's in a box canyon. One way in and one way out."

Her change of position and moving closer had his hand lightly resting on the edge of her warm, firm breast and his fingers tingled at the feel of her silky smooth skin and the firm flesh under it. His cock had begun to harden as he watched her undress, but the talk had let it begin to soften again. Now it resumed it's swelling at what he was feeling and what the moonlight revealed to his eyes.

 

[Asa]

Father... once said that the Col. told him that if he gave me to him that our people would be left alone

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

His eyes narrowed in anger, "Ya know Paw usta say, "If'n it ain't given freely no matter what it ain't yern." Guess the Col. never heard of that either.
"Eagle Feather, that's why I've never tried to force myself on you in all our times together. I only want what's "given freely" and that included you."

 

[Asa]

*Looking deep into his eyes she whispered* I know though all I know of things likethat is what others have told me mainly teh pain that your kind as they said seem to like in matters of coupling... Is that true?

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michale Faraday:

"Ya mean hurtin' the one yer in bed with?
"If'n so some does it outta pure meaness, but some does it 'cause they care a lot and wants the other person to feel as much as possible.
"The mean ones don't care how bad it hurts, just that it hurts.
"The others gives jist enough hurt to make it feel even better when it's ending. Ah've heard it said just enough so that it hurts soooo goood.
"Was that what ya meant Eagle Feather?"

 

[Asa]

I... do not know. PaleFawn was taken away for a time to keep us safe from teh soldiers and when she was returned she was badly hurt and died the baby she had while away still lives with her brother. Which does that exist as? She told me to neer let father send me to them. Her fahter went against father to protect the tribe and Father banished him for his actions even though they protected us for what the soldiers called a year

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

"He sounds like one of the bad 'uns who hurt jist to hurt and not one o' the ones who hurt to give more pleasure.
"If'n he was one o' the ones who hurt ta give pleasure he'd a taken care o' her and never hurt her that bad."

 

[Asa]

*Curls closer to him her body tight against his as she trembles a little whispering* Then the Col is one that hurts to hurt she was given to him. Please don't let him hurt me

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

"Ah always thought he was rotten ta the core. Now I know it fer sure.
"He won't as long as I draw a breath and kin squeeze a trigger. Ah promise ya that darlin'."

 

[Asa]

*Smiles at his words and kissing him softly she curls there against him and drifts off to sleep*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

The kiss is returned fervently as he's wanted to do it for a long time. He pulls you tightly against him and his arms wrap around you to hold you in his embrace. A hand unconsciously cups a bare breast and he feels the hard bulge in his jeans pressed against the cheeks of your bare ass as you slip off into sleep.

He joins you shortly, after laying and thinking how wonderful it will be when you share the increcible body he's holding with him "freely so it's his to enjoy".

His horse isn't a cavalary mount now it's his. It's hobbled so it won't wander far and will act as look out as we sleep.

 

[Asa]

*Somewhere in her mind as she slept she felt the hand on her breast and bulge in his pants against her naked form causing a soft whimper to fall from her full lips as she curled closer still against him. Nuzzling her cheek against his her arms wrap around him and her legs twine with his though she was still in a deep sleep*

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Michael Faraday:

And so they slept peacefully through the night.

As is he habit Michael is awake before sunrise. The sky is just lightening when his eyes open, but he doesn't move. He just lays there very still savioring the feel of the body entwined with his own and the scent of her. A scent composed half and half of her natural body odors and half of the arousal that's occured during the night as they lay in each others arms and moved against each other.

The only way the hardness contained by his jeans could be closer to her would be if it was within her body. He can feel the heat from her crotch on his cock and the wet patch of jean against his cock from their having soaked up the love juices that have seeped from within her as she slept and deamt.

His own dreams, those he recalled at least, had been filled with her. They had both spent the dreams in each others arms naked bodies writhing and coupling in every way conceivable. He'd had her in every opening in her body and she'd been not just a willing participant but and eager one opening herself to him and also using her mouth to clean him afterwards and make him hard again. She'd even trapped his cock between her breasts and stroked it with them until he'd exploded into her waiting open mouth and onto her breasts. She'd then rubbed his seed into them as he watched.

These memories had his cock throbbing inside of his jeans and it was sooo difficult to stay still, but he did. He lay there looking at Eagle Feather, who last night had said she wanted to be his body and soul, and wondered at his great good fortune.

 

[Asa]

*Looking into his eyes as she slowly awakened recoiling slightly from him she quickly got dressed and looked to him the dreams she had of him the pleasures he taught her with his tounge, all over her breasts and womanhood it felt so real that her body still tingled from it confusing and scaring her slightly as she looked to him*

When do we travel again? *her voice betrayed a little of her confusion fear and desire so soft and low*