Racing the Storm

kitsuke

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OOC: A closed thread for myself and HoneyB, thank you.




A mighty stallion charges across the moonlit desert. The sand beneath his great hooves churned and thrown out behind him in a great plume as he surges across the landscape. A rider atop him leans into the wind, no two, a slight form in front of the one that holds the reins. Miles fly underneath as the tireless steed responds to the shouted encouragements of it's master.

Chill night whips past the riders and soon the moon shines fully upon, it's gibbous cant askew against the velvet curtain of darkness. Winds blow from behind and lightning on the horizon foretells impending calamity. Great thunder rings from the sky as clouds rush in from the east. Racing the approaching the approaching storm in all it's terrible grandeur sparks fly from 'neath the strides of the beast on which they ride. Heaving forth with abandon now, as wild as the force from which they run both rider and mount scream with primal rage and break toward nearby hills.

As the first gusts of storm wind blow into them, bringing the drops of freezing water they make it behind the relative safety of a hill. The man dismounts now, leading the horse through a narrow defile now as the smaller figure clings to the saddle. Bolts of nature's fury pepper the landscape as he finds what he seeks, a great oaken door set in the hillside. He heaves it open and the Arabian stallion walks down into it's murk without hesitation, knowing it's destination. Fighting the wind he pulls the door shut behind him, barring it with a stout oaken shaft. He then pulls a long lever next to he doorway and a rumble is heard from outside.

Retreating in to the excvavated hole he finds the horse placidly waiting in it's stall, the other rider dismounting with care. He smiles and takes the saddle from his steed and puts feed out for him.

Taking her hand he leads her down a passage that doubles back on itself twice, coming out nto a low chamber. The darkness is oppressive until with a clack-clack of flint striking steel a torch flares to life. The chamber before them is fairly low, just three or four inches above six feet. A firepit lays in the center, dormant and cold. A pile of animal skins, deer and bear and even great cat lay near it, no other furnishing is obvious. In sconces around the walls lay a few more torches which are lit as they circle the room. A small side corridor leads to a spring that bubbles fresh water and beyond that a bit one woud assume a privy.

He takes her to the pile of skins and smiles, leaving her there as he goes to the far wall where a sizable stack of wood lies. Bringing back a large armful he sets about building the fire, the smoke traveling up and eventually out of two small chimneys in the slightly domed ceiling.


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"Well Honey," I say as the fire catches helped by the torch I carry, "it appears that this is where we will spend our first night." I toss the torch into the fire, it is expendable anyway.

Standing, I move towards her. "How shall it progress?" I ask as I take her in my arms and begin to pull her drenched clothes off of her...
 
Feeling a bit like a drowned rat in plaid, I let him remove my wet clothes. I step away from him and closer to the fire. My drenched hair seems glued to the sides of my face. I raise my arms and scrape the long strands back into a loose braid, oblivious to my nakedness. The warmth of the blaze starts to slow my shivering, but not completely.

"You are really quite good at this, Kitsuke. Finding shelter, building a fire, taking care of me..."

I have to turn away from the intensity in his eyes. Changing the subject and my demeanor, I demand, "Now, I want to know exactly where you are taking me."
 
"Well, I must admit that this is just a bolthole for emergencies, it was luck that it was nearby." He replied to her cross expression, quite blandly as he removes his own soaked clothing, "As to where we are going, well that would ruin the surprise wouldn't it?"

Seeing her fix him with a stare he chuckled and moved to her, brushing damp, errant strand of hair back from her face. His hand lingered on her cheek a moment, "Once we get to travelling again we will continue exactly twentythree miles due est of these hills, at that point we will turn northeast on a desert trade road that will take us up another sixteen miles that way, finally we will turn north off of the road for a good thirty miles or so. We will then reach our destination."

Her eyes told him the information was not enough, his hand strayed down to her collarbone. "You may be wondering why we take a circuitous route around? Well let us pretend where my hand is, is our destination." He removed hs hand and put it just below her left breast. "Now up is North, we go east first." tracing a finger under the full swell of her firm breast.

"Then we turn Northeast." he altered the direction into the smooth valley between, "and finally North." Now pulling his finger up between and resting the tip on her collarbone. "We certainly can't go directly there because as you see," he pulled his finger directly down over the curved expanse between the two points, gently crossing the peak with a soft touch, "there is so much mountainous terrain in the way."

He put his right arm around her and pulled her to him, "I have a small place of my own there that i have just been waiting to take someone to, and this seemed the perfect time to do it." he breathed as he ran his lips along her neck, softly brushing them against the great artery running through it. "I hope you don't have any objections..." his voice trailed off as he snaked his tongue out and ran it over the flesh of her neck, tasting her.

He made his way up and while kissing just at the corner of her mouth he ran a soft touch up her spine and added, "If you'd like, I can get the latitude and longitude, as well."

His arms around her weren't confining, just holding her.
 
I swayed slightly when he touched my breasts with his big hands during his silly explanation. His skin was rough and his fingertips rasped against my sensitive flesh. I closed my eyes and steeled myself not to respond, to seize control. It took almost more willpower than I possessed. I hated his vague answers, curiosity burned at my resolve.

"I hope you don't have any objections," he said.

"No. It is not in my place to object."

Kitsuke smiled at that.

Did he know! How many times had I imagined it, him touching me. This reality was far different from the fantasies where I dominated. This...

This conjured up surpressed emotions within myself, dark longings of submission, of giving myself to someone I had always controlled. I didn't want to admit it, couldn't begin to really so I found comfort in the fact that my submission was part of the gift, trying not to admit that it was something I wanted as well.

Outside the storm raged, but no more than the tempest that seethed in my blood when he pulled my body to him. My breasts pressed into the hardness of his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. I felt very small indeed.
 
He pulled me down to the animal skins and my pulse quickened. His did not. Kitsuke fell fast asleep.

Fade to black-
 
OOC: Back now, sorry took so long :( Just a quick post right now, will post more later :)

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The ruse worked, fretfully she laid down beside me as I feigned sleep. As she stared atme dejectedly I tried not to smile. Finally, her breathing evened out somewhat and I acted before it was too late. Snatching her wrists and holding them abover her head I hiss between devilishly clinched teeth, "No sleep for you tonight, love, none at all!" And descend upon her.
 
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