Ouroboros

The moment Xan began responding to her tentative kiss, she was consumed. It was suddenly as if he was everywhere at once, touching all of her, making her skin burn. She wanted to strip off the rest of her clothes, at once to soothe her hot skin and to press herwelf even closer to him, the source of that heat.

She could barely keep track of what was happening through the haze of sensation, until suddenly, Xan was no longer kissing her. She hadn't even been properly aware of when she'd ended up on her back underneath him, but when she pulled away, she found herself looking up at the sky. Her lips felt swollen and bruised from the intensity of the kiss. She tried to close the distance between them again - his face so temptingly close, just hovering above hers - but his fingers in her hair held her in place, and she whimpered in disappointment.

"Not here, not now, it isn't safe," he told her. The passion in his voice warded against the first waves of rejection that has started washing through her. He wanted her, that much was not in question.

She lifted a hand to his face and found that she was trembling slightly. There was a long pause, one where she seriously considered fighting his grip to kiss him again, to tempt him into giving in. But she thought better of it. He was right, after all.

"I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice rough. "I... I had a dream about you, and we... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have jumped you like that. It's too dangerous."
 
Xan caressed Ana's face, then trailed his hand down her neck until he got to the neckline of her blouse. Grasping it, he pulled her forward and kissed her hotly. "Nothing to apologize for," he whispered hotly.

He stood up, pulling her along with him. "Let's go," he said.

They worked their way through the hedgerow and began working their way south east, making their way toward Switzerland. They were nearly 250 miles away from Bern, Switzerland, and in the best of times it was a six day walk. In a war, avoiding two warring armies, it would easily be ten days before they got there.

The rain started an hour after they began walking and soon they were soaked to the bone. They spotted a bombed out farm house and they headed toward it. Most of the roof was gone, as was two sides. In the corner they huddled out of the wind and rain. "Well, here's to a nap. If you hear anything at all, wake me."

With that he leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. Within a couple of minutes he was breathing deeply and drifted to sleep.
 
It wasn't long after Xan fell asleep that Ana felt his fingers and toes growing cold. Not dangerously so, but certainly he would be uncomfortable when he woke. She got a few things out of her pack, the most important of which was an oiled blanket. With a some work and a little ingenuity involving wedging a broken roof beam between some floor-boards, she managed to set up a small roof for them to keep out the rain. It granted them a little more dry space, and a cover from the wind and, best of all, it wasn't visible from the road outside.

Once that was finished, Ana ate a little, and then sat down next to Xan again. He was still freezing - the shelter didn't do much good when he was already soaked. At least she was keeping warm with her movement. Being careful as she could, she started slowly stripping him of his shirt, hoping to get him into a dry one without waking him. Easier said than done, and it was still going to be far easier than repeating the process with his pants. Still, she'd learned plenty during her time as a nurse; it was good that she could put such tricks to work. And when she finished, she promised herself, she'd change into her own set of dry clothes and then settle down next to him, happy for the excuse of body heat to be close to him.
 
Xan was mostly aware of what Ana was doing, especially as she stripped of his shirt and settled in next to him. He wrapped an arm around and cupped her hip with ihs hand, "Don't fall asleep; if you feel tired at all, wake me."

He closed his eyes again and as he fell asleep his hand slid down behind her, coming to a rest on her ass.

~*~*~*~

They had been on the run for a month, Domita and Xan. They were held up in a small cottage near Usago. The Alps to their north, Greece to their east, and Domita's father's vast power surrounding them to the south and west.

He looked down at her as he came back into the cottage that they were staying in, and saw her sleeping peacefully. Laying on her stomach, her butt was pointed toward him and Xan grinned as he pulled the sheet from her, exposing her beauty to him. Crawling into the bed after shedding his clothes, Xan kissed his way from her knee to her ass.

He licked, nipped, and kissed his way along the crease of her ass until he got to the crevasse that separated her cheeks. His tongue licked up, then down until he got to her rosebud, and there he pressed the tip up inside her. He heard Domita moan, and he brought a hand up under his chin.

His fingers played along the slit of her pussy, coaxing it open bit by bit. She began wiggling beneath him, and Xan slipped a finger into her and began pumping it in time with his tongue in her ass. Methodically, he began moving a finger from her pussy to her ass, slowing opening her for the intrusion he had in mind for her very shortly.
 
Domita loved the way Xan often chose to wake her. She'd been dreaming, aimlessly, of an ocean and standing upon the water. Then, there was a slight, tickling sensation that started working her way up the back of her leg, drawing her out her sleep. She could feel Xan's weight on the bed between her legs, and his mouth working up her ass.

She smiled in spite of herself and pushed her ass up toward him. "Mmm Xan..."

He started warming her ass, and his fingers started working her pussy. Her hips started moving against him, and she found herself wondering when she'd become so wanton. She'd once been such a proper young woman. Xan had taken her and turned her into a hedonistic creature.

She pressed back toward his mouth and fingers while his finger worked into her ass. "Mmm, gods, you should wake me like this every morning," she panted.
 
Xan quickly worked his way up her body, and grasped his cock by the base. He thread it into her pussy, soaking it in her juices, then pulled it back out. Pressing the head of his turgid member against her rosy star and pressed his hips forward gently. As the head pressed against her sphincter, he paused, waiting for the tight orifice to accept him, then pressed a little deeper. Bit by bit, he alternated ass to pussy back to her ass, until he was balls deep in her anus.

He rose to his knees and grasped her hips with his rough hands, and began to slowly fuck her. As Domita began pressing her ass back, he picked up the pace. Soon his balls were slapping her pussy and clit as his hips hammered into her ass cheeks. He watched his cock appear and disappear with each stroke and moaned deeply as she squeezed her ass, trying to break is cock off at the base.

As he settled into a rhythm, Xan began to spank Domita, gently at first, then with firmer and firmer strokes as her moans filled the bedchamber.
 
Domita buried her face in the pillow as Xan started fucking her more firmly. She gave a cry of surprise when he started spanking her, but soon found the sharp pain drove all the more heat into her throbbing pussy and ass, and she squirmed against him as he continued pumping in and out of her.

She reached a hand down under her body, slithering up between her legs, until she slid two fingers into her waiting pussy. She could feel his cock pressing against her walls as she moved her fingers in and out in time with his thrusts.
 
Xan felt Domita's fingers as they slipped into her pussy and he found the sensation against the length of his cock mind numbing. It certainly was not cock numbing because thrills rippled through his body that he had never considered possible before that very moment. His legs quivered and he shook his head trying to concentrate on what he was doing to her and not the other way around.

Still, he could not stop himself the pleasure was too great and he roared as his knuckles turned white as he slammed one last time filling her bowels with his seed before collapsing on her back.
 
She felt his pace falter slightly, and she found the realization that she had given him such pleasure sent her spiraling toward her own orgasm. She buried her fingers inside her pussy at the same moment that Xan burst inside her, spilling his seed into her. She cried out, her own body going rigid as she came alongside him.

She came down from her high to the sensation of Xan's cock slipping, wet with cum, out of her, his weight on her back. She shifted underneath him and rolled over. He rolled with her, ending up on his back beside her while she settled down next to him, her head pillowed on his chest. "I think I could become a morning person if you started waking me like that regularly," she purred, her tone teasing.
 
Xan woke his hand still on Ana's ass. She was snuggled tight against him still. "We should head out, there is a village, I think, a couple hours away. Maybe we can find a place to sleep tonight."

He stood and helped Ana to her feet then began walking toward Switzerland. He knew that they should be behind the battle lines and should face only patrols, but still, a patrol would be bad enough.
 
The walk was very strange. One moment, the landscape was untouched, and Ana felt as though she was going on a pleasant afternoon walk. The next, they'd come over a ridge to see nothing but destruction.

After getting a bit of sleep, Ana was feeling much more energetic. She had no difficulties keep up with the pace Xan set and, since they were walking, she decided to use the opportunity to ask him about their previous lives. "Do we always just... happen across each other like this? And how did you know it was me in the hospital?"
 
Xan nodded, "Yeah it is pretty hit and miss if we find each other."

He took her hand as they walked, keeping below the hill tops. "I knew it was you by the way you held my hand. Some things almost always seem to carry through, like how you caress me. Others don't like sometimes your body wants hard rough sex, other times slow steady easy sex. Not sure why. "

They ate and walked, "Tell me more about this father. Is he going to need some attention? "
 
Ana shuddered at the way he said "attention," and shook her head. "I hope not. He's not a bad man. He's just... demanding. He had a plan for me, just like he had plans for my brother and sister before me. When he finds out I'm gone, he'll be upset that I so willingly discarded them. He'll say that he just wants what's best for me, and probably try to convince me that I was manipulated or coerced into leaving with you. He might try to get your arrested for kidnapping me. Maybe worse." She paused thoughtfully. "I think... I think he simply refuses to recognize that I'm not a child anymore. I don't thinkt he's trying to be controlling, just that he doesn't think I'm capable of knowing what's best for myself." She squeezed Xan's hand gently. "Regardless, I think it would be best if we were to try to avoid his attention, rather than dealing with him in other ways. He's a colonel in the British army. If he makes accusations against you, I don't think anyone will take our word over his."
 
Xan smiled, "Then he is here in France." He squeezed her hand gently, "Don't worry, I won't harm him unless I have to."

He looked around and mused, "Well I believe this is the first time we have been here, or within ten miles of here." He glanced at her, "firsts are rare enough for us."

At the end of the day they arrived at a small village. Within fifteen minutes they found a place to stay the night with a small family. A small warm meal later they were in the room alone. Ana appeared nervous to him so Xan said, " Don't worry, nothing is going to happen here tonight. Once we get to Switzerland and are safe, that is where the fun will happen. "
 
Ana was glad for the warm food, knowing that it would be a rare treat between now and their arrival in Switzerland. She was musing about all that had happened, and the increasingly erotic nature of her dreams. Her cheeks grew red as she fidgeted, wondering how she was going to get through the night in a house not their own without trying to act on her desires. She wondered if he wanted her to resist at all.

She started when he spoke, and then laughed softly. "Worry is not the word I would use for how I'm feeling," she admitted, grinning sheepishly at him. She distracted herself by laying out a few of their clothes to air, and hanging up their wet things to dry, before getting herself ready for bed. Once she was finished, she looked hesitantly at the only bed in the room. That was only going to make her desires that much harder to resist. She steeled herself, smiling at Xan, and crawled into bed next to him. "Good night. I suppose we should enjoy our sleep. Who knows how long it will be before we have another, proper bed?"
 
Xan rolled over and pulled Ana close to him. His mouth sought hers out and he kissed her passionately. His right hand settled on her stomach and while he kissed her he began unbuttoning her blouse. One by one the buttons gave gave as he worked up her torso.

He kissed down Ana's slender neck as he cupped a breast and squeezed it gently. His thumb drug across the tip of her nipple encouraging it to stiffen and seek attention.

"Just because we aren't making love tonight doesn't mean that we can't have a little time together."

With great dexterity he loosened her bra and wiggled a hand beneath it caressing her breast and nipple as his mouth wetly worked across he torso aiming for the other tit
 
Ana hadn't expected Xan to start devouring her like that. She was overwhelmed by his kiss, and didn't even realize he was unbuttoning her shirt until he pressed his hand to her stomach, his palm hot against her skin, and started working his way into her bra.

She arched against him and finished unhooking her bra, shedding it entirely as his fingers on her nipple drew soft gasps and moans. She raked her fingers through his hair and then down his back, tugging on his shirt until he sat up for a moment so she could finish pulling it off over his head.

As soon as it was gone, Xan returned to tracing a fiery path across her skin with his lips, and soon found her other breast. When his mouth closed over her hardened nipple, she had to press her hand down over her mouth to contain the cry that it drew from her.

Ana was not totally innocent of these things. She was a virgin, but she had explored her body quite regularly since she was a teen... but nothing had ever come close to feeling like this, and Xan hadn't even gone below her breasts.

She tugged gently on his hair, drawing his attention away from her nipple for a moment. She was going to speak, but the light of lust in his eyes that she saw when he looked up at her drove her instead to pull him toward her for a fiery, passionate kiss while she pressed her body tight against his. "Xan," she murmured, panting with desire, "I want to make you feel good too..."
 
Xan looked at Ana and whispered, "In time, right now I am not done with you."

He lowered his head and attacked her lush breasts, a nipple in each hand as he kissed and chewed his way around her tits in smaller and smaller circles until he circled her areola. Breathing across her nipples he saw it quiver in anticipation of his mouth. He kissed between them and slowly nibbled his way down her stomach until he reached the top of her pants.

He paused his eyes looking up until Ana looked down at him. Then he slowly un-hitched her belt, opened the button and slowly drug the zipper all the way down. His eyes never wavered as he splayed open her trousers and began kissing each millimeter of her skin that was revealed. As soon as his lips brushed against her panties, Ana's aromatics filled his nostrils with her sweet musky scent.
 
Ana whimpered softly, unable to contain the sound as Xan slowly worked her pants down. Her fists gripped the sheets, her heart beating out of her chest. She shuddered, nodding her ascent as he continued to kiss and nibble at her sensitive skin, lifting her hips to aid him as his fingers hooked into the top of her panties and he dragged them slowly down her legs, revealing her body to him.

She blushed. She hadn't been naked in front of another person since she was a toddler. It wasn't Xan - she had no doubts that she wanted him - but it was strange to go from believing that any such activities were very far away only a few weeks ago to this, especially given that they weren't alone in the house. The way he was touching her, she wasn't certain that she could trust herself to be quiet.

Xan seemed to sense her hesitation and hovered over her, not touching her, as if waiting for her to come to terms with what was happening. She could feel his breath ghosting over her skin, and her clit throbbed anxiously, seeking attention. Ana whimpered again, out of desire. Her body's need for him was quickly overriding any concerns she still held. "P-please..." she stuttered, lifting her hips slightly towards him, urging him to continue.
 
Xan placed his palm on Ana's pelvis, the heel just above her clit and pressed her ass against the mattress. He held her in position as he licked and nibbled on her labia and the space immediately outside. Her aroma was intoxicating as was her whimpering and pleading.

"In time," he whispered with his mouth directly above her opening. Puffs of his breath bounced off her. His tongue snaked out allowing him to lick at her core directly.

Placing a hand on the back of each of her legs, Xan pressed them up and out opening her up like a clam to be eaten. Pressing his nose directly onto the hood protecting her sensitivity, he thrust his tongue into her, lapping her earthy sweetness directly from its source.
 
Ana threw her head back, her hands grasping and pulling at the sheets, struggling to keep quiet as Xan's tongue lapped at her core. This was so far beyond any pleasure she's ever experiences... and through her hazy mind, she became faintly aware that this wasn't the same as making love. The thought, the awareness that her pleasure would only grow sent a jolt of heat through her body, making her gasp

The only reason her hips weren't bucking against Xan's mouth was because he was holding her firmly down - she no longer had proper control over her body and coukdn't have stopped her own hips' grinding if she'd tried. She felt tension building in her, like a spring coiling, getting ready to snap. "Oh... Xan!" she called, hoarsely, trying to stay quiet. She tossed her head back and forth, using her hands to muffle her increasingly throaty moans as she approached her edge.
 
Xan moved his mouth and tongue up her slit until he got to her engorged clit. He clamped down on it with his teeth as he slid one finger into her velvety vice of a pussy. Almost immediately Ana cried out and her legs flailed around.

He continued licking and nibbling on her clit as his finger began sawing in and out of her pussy. Rotating his palm upward he hook the finger in her dragging it across her inner sensitive spot. Once her found it, he massaged it while furiously attacking her clit with his tongue.

On and on he drove her to orgasmic bliss until Ana could barely movr, her voice ragged with her moans and screams of pleasure. His face was coated in Ana's orgasmic juices as he kissed his way up her torso. "Now," he whispered, "You may pleasure me."
 
Ana simply lay still for a moment, gasping and panting as she recovered from her orgasm. When Xan finished kissing his way up her body, she reached weakly for him, drawing him in so she could kiss him soundly. She could taste herself on his mouth, and it drew a sigh of pleasure from her.

Once she broke the kiss, she found she was able to actually control her limbs properly, so she sat up and simply looked at Xan for a moment - shirtless, staring intensely back at her, with a visible strain in his pants. She wasn't certain what she was supposed to do, but between what Xan had just done to her and the taboo late-night discussions some of the nurses had back at the hospital, she was pretty sure she could figure it out.

Xan was seated at the head of the bed, watching her while she crawled slowly up to him, kneeling over his thighs. She started by trailing warm, soft kisses over his neck, breathing in his scent while her lips and tongue worked their way down from just below his ear to his collarbone. His skin was almost hot to the touch and, naked as she was, she kept pressing herself against him for warmth, so it took her a long time to work her way down his chest and stomach.

She made quick work of his belt once her lips reached the top of his pants, but once the belt was open, she looked quickly up at him, seeking some affirmation that she was doing this correctly, before she continued to work his pants off.
 
Xan nodded encouragingly as Ana began pulling his pants down. Inch by inch she revealed his cock as pant and underwear both came down. Lifting his ass off the bed to accommodate her removal of his clothes, Xan ' s cock nearly smacked Ana in the face.

"Touch it, " he moaned to her after his pants made the journey to his knees. "Caress it, love it, you will remember. And if not the joy of the journey will be at hand."
 
Ana nodded, biting her lip. She reached for the shaft, her fingers wrapping around the base. She ran it, slowly, up the length, exploring each ridge carefully as she did. He was right - faint memories began to surface. Nothing concrete, but she somehow knew that there was a spot, just under the ridge of his head, slightly off-center, that gave him particular pleasure. She recalled favoring that spot for the noises he made when she touched it.

Her fingertips found it and massage gently while her other hand continue to stroke the rest slowly. Another memory - this time the flavour of salt and musk. It caused a flood of heat to her nethers, and she moaned softly, recognizing it as his taste. She shuffled a bit further down his legs and leaned over, bringing her face down to his cock. Her tongue poked out from between her lips and she licked him, hesitantly at first. The flavour was exactly as the memory told her it would be. Encouraged, she slipped his cock head between her lips and began to suck gently, working her way slowly further down his shaft.
 
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