The Guardian (Closed)

Agis climbs from the creek, his muscles tight and sore from the hunt. He stands there puzzled, unsure of what is actually happening. Up until he had met Mirela, he had the ability to change form at will and had abandoned his true form. Now here he stands on his own two legs. Something he never thought possible again.

He looks around, the forrest grows dark as the small inhabitants begin their nightly quest. He heads back up the small hill towards the cave. The bright orange hue greets him first as he steps inside, quickly grabbing her cloak and wrapping it around his waist.

"You didn't need to do that." Agis told her as he noticed the meat over the fire. " I just wanted to make myself a little more presentable."

He sits beside the fire, feeling his skin warm from the flame almost immediately. His hair still wet as it clings to his back and face.

"I appreciate the use of your cloak Mirela. Guess I need to find something for myself soon" looking over at her as she tends to the meat. "I'm not sure what is going on."

He stares at the flames, watching them dance over the embers, memorized by their motions. He reaches over the fire and pulls a strip of meat from the leg. He quickly blows on it before offering it to her.

He places the strip of venison at her mouth, "Eat" he tells her gently.
 
Mirela had instinctively lifted her gaze from the fire to look at Agis as she heard him entering the cave, only to quickly lower it again as she caught sight of his naked form still wet and glistening from his wash in the river. She had been grateful when he'd reached for her cloak and wrapped it around himself again before joining her.

It dawned on her as he did that it was not the fact that he was naked that bothered her so much, for understanding his situation she did not judge him or think him wrong for it, but it was her own physical reaction to the sight of him that unnerved her so greatly. Even after he'd covered himself just the sight of him as he gazed into the flames, the way the light danced off of his bare chest and wet hair, made her heart beat faster within her. It might seem strange to some, but in a way she was almost more on edge around this form than his others, even the bear or the wolf.

She watched as he pulled off a strip of the meat and offered it to her, holding it to her lips.

"Eat"

She hesitated a moment, her eyes shifting from the strip of venison and then back up to him again before slowly leaning in and taking a bite from the strip as he held it for her.

"Thank you," she told him softly after having chewed and swallowed the bite, "And thank you for dinner.."

She smiled slightly.

"Cooking it was the least I could do after you going through the effort of catching it for us."
 
Agis turns back to the fire, pulling another strip of meat from the leg. "I'm certain you were hungry. It has been a long day." He places the meat inside his mouth and quickly chews it. "Tomorrow I will take you back to your village."

He lays back on the floor of the cave, resting his head in his palms as he stares to the ceiling. He can not help but wonder what is going on. He feels different, almost conflicted. For centuries he lived as a beast, forgetting his true identity. Why now?

Agis bends a knee, placing a foot on the hard cave floor. Mirela's small cloak falls from his waist exposing his rather large manhood to the warm of the fire. Being naked is nothing new to him, so he doesn't even notice the fact the small robe now only covers a single thigh.

"Are you happy living in your village?" he ask, as he turns his head in her direction. "Ever have the thought of running away, running as far as you can?"

Agis looks back to the ceiling. The crackle of the fire fills the small space of the cave. "I dream of it every night. Running, running as far as I can. But then I realize, there is nothing out there for something like me."

He stretches his body, muscles strain against his pale elven skin. The small fabric now lays beside his thigh. His large, soft manhood fallen between his legs.

"Does knowing what I am make you uncomfortable?" He questions her. He can sense her uneasiness around him now.
 
As Agis had laid down Mirela had pulled off another strip of meat and continued to eat, at first not noticing his new position and how her cloak had fallen away from around his waist. When he asked her about her life in the village however she turned towards him, her cheeks flushing at the sight of his large manhood now fully exposed to her. He turned to look at the ceiling and she adverted her eyes, trying to focus on his words and not his exposed body stretching out beside her.

In truth she had thought about such things before, thought of leaving the village and traveling somewhere new. Find a place where she could have a little adventure maybe, meet others who did not judge her or think her so strange as the villagers did... maybe even find someone to make a life with... but did such a place even exist?

Her heart ached for him in response to his words, at his confession that he thought of running away but that he felt there was no place for him, that he thought of himself as a 'something' and not a 'someone'.

"Does knowing what I am make you uncomfortable?"

Turning back towards him she felt heat fill her cheeks again at the sight of him spread out beside her, the cloak completely fallen away from him now. She could feel the warmth spread through her, making the rest of her body feel heated and flushed as she shifted a bit uneasily as she adverted her gaze again as she found a place to set the skewer of meat down beside the fire.

"A little," she admitted softly, "But.. what you are is not as important to me as who you are Agis, and who you are keeps my fear at bay..."

She lifted her gaze once more, careful to keep it on his face now, her deep blue eyes looking into his paler ones.

"No matter what forms you have taken, even the ones that could have done me great harm, you have never been anything other than gentle and kind and caring with me..."

She smiled slightly.

"Whatever your form may be, I can see that you are a good man," she told him, her hand reaching out to cover his, "And I refuse to believe that there is nothing out there for you."
 
Agis sits up, supporting himself on his elbow. He grips her hand warm, tender hand inside his. "Then let's..." he begins but abruptly stops.

He releases her hand, leaning further to a sitting position, arms wrapped around his knees. He dare not ask her what he wants to. She has a home, a life all her own.

"Man?" He looks over at her. "You've seen this monster. You've seen the blood on my hands" holding hus palms up.

Agis stands, the cloth remaining on the floor. He walks across the cave to the entrance and stands, peering out into the forrest.

"I'm no who, no man. I'm what this place has made me. A monster, a beast." He takes a deep breath. "A prisoner"

He turns and walks back into the cave with a bit of confidence. He takes his seat back beside Mirela. "Tomorrow I plan to leave this place, to run, escape." He wraps leans vack on his hands, looks into her eyes. "Yeah...I will escort you home in the morning, back to your village."
 
"Then let's..."

Mirela could feel her heart pounding in her chest as Agis suddenly stopped mid-sentence and pulled away, hardly breathing as she waited for him to finish what he'd been about to say. Let's what?!

"Man?"

She felt the hopeful feeling that had been fluttering within her chest sink at his response, a feeling of dread filling her as he continued on, rising and moving away from her as he spoke, the things he said about himself making her gut wrench before he finally come back and joined her again by the fire. She opened her mouth to speak, but then stopped, her gaze widening with surprise when he announced that he would be leaving.

But they had only just begun to know one another! She wished him his freedom, but did he truly have to leave now? Where would he go? Her heart sank at his mention of returning her to the village, the thought of returning there now suddenly making her spirit heavy. She lowered her gaze for a moment, afraid he would read the emotions in her eyes. After a moment to settle herself she finally spoke.

"A beast would have torn me limb from limb for invading its den as I had when you first found me during the storm. A beast would not care if I was cold, or scared, or hungry..." she told him softly.

She lifted her gaze to meet his once more.

"You are not a monster, Agis. Not to me... I hope wherever it is that you go that you will remember that."
 
Agis sits beside Mirela, her words hit home with him. Where would he go? What has changed over the centuries in these lands? He begins to wonder if it is possible to run. He looks down and realizes for the first time he is naked. He places his hand over his manhood, reaching for the cloak Mirela had let him wear.

"I guess first I'd have to make myself presentable" he says with a slight grin.

Agis turns to Mirela, smiling at her. "What keeps you here? Anything?"

He stands to his feet, wrapping tge cloak around his waist to hide himself. He kknows the questions he wants to ask, but the answers are his greatest fear.

He walks across the cave, grabbing a couple pieces of wood he had set aside earlier. Returning to the fire, he tosses each piece in. Embers rise to the ceiling as the cave grows brighter. He sets the fear aside as he watcges the fire blaze.

"If you could run would you?" He ask, his eyes fixed on the fire, fearing her responds. "I would keep you safe, no harm would ever befall you."

Agis turns back to Mirela, looking down at where she was seated. "Just walk out this cave at first light in a direction neither of us gave ever traveled. What do say?"
 
"What keeps you here? Anything?"

Mirela was struck by Agis' question. She supposed there was no reason that she truly had to stay in the village. Now that her grandmother had passed she had no family there that needed her, her parents having died when she was a child. She had her profession as a healer there, but she could do that in any place.

"If you could run would you?"

If she was truthful with herself it was only fear of the unknown that kept her from leaving. Her life in the village might not be perfect but it was comfortable. She had a roof over her head, food for her table, and a hearth to warm herself by. If she ventured out on her own she could very well lose even those things.

"I would keep you safe, no harm would ever befall you."

She'd been gazing into the fire deep in thought but as she realized what he had just said she lifted her head, turning to look up at him with confused disbelief. Was he asking her to leave with him?

"Just walk out this cave at first light in a direction neither of us gave ever traveled. What do say?"

What if she ventured out in search of more and instead ended up with nothing?

But what if you find it? her inner voice whispered back in reply. What if there was actually more for her out there and this was her chance to have it... and to have it with him?

She gazed up at him, her eyes searching his silently for a long moment as she battled with herself before finally...

"Yes...," she rose to her feet and stood with him, "I say yes, Agis."
 
"Really? You want to go?" Agis smiles down at Mirela.

He is genuinely surprised she agreed to go. A feeling comes over him, one of joy and happiness. Two things Agis has lacked in his life for hundeeds of years.

"It will tough" he tells Mirela, taking her hands inside his. "Which way do you think? Any direction. The choice is yours."

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As the moon rose further into the stars, they discussed what lies ahead for them. He can sense she is nervous and admits he is as well. He pulls her cloak from is waist, wrapping it around her shoulders as the nights chill settles into the cave.

"We should probably get some rest. Tomorrow will be a long day." He suugest as he runs his hands up and down her arms.
 
Mirela smiled and nodded her head in agreement with Agis' words, nervous but excited about what adventures and new beginnings hopefully lay in store for them both. Her cloak no longer around him, she once more found herself having to be careful of keeping her gaze fixed upon his face so as not to become too flustered or distracted by the sight of his body before her. She felt a small shiver run through her as he ran his hands up and down her arms, though she did not think it was from the chill.

"Are you sure you will be warm enough without the cloak? You have no fur right now to keep away the cold," she reminded him.

She caught her eyes drifting downward as she said it, taking in the sight of his ethereally pale skin and sculpted form for a moment before quickly bringing them up to his face again as a soft blush filled her own fair cheeks.
 
He looks her in the face, smiling as he can she how bashful she is. "I will be fine. I just want to ensure you are comfortable. But if you like, I will wrap around me again, until we find something more appropriate for me."

Agis hesitates for a moment, leaning towards her mouth. It's been so long since he has kissed a woman, or even been around a woman. His hands reach up from her arms to her face, craddling her cheeks in his palms.

"May I?" He softly ask, staring into her eyes.
 
Mirela felt her heart freeze for a moment within her chest as she noticed Agis leaning towards her, then begin to beat frantically as his hands reached up and cradled her face within his palms, their eyes locking with one another.

"May I?"

She feels the heat in her cheeks grow warmer at the question and for a moment she wonders if he can feel it now beneath his palms. Suddenly finding herself having lost the ability to speak, she nods softly in reply, unconsciously leaning in towards him as she does.
 
Agis' heart pounds inside his chest. Small beads od sweat run from his forehead. He is unable to recall the last time he kissed a woman. His lips touch Mirela's gently. Her soft lips pressing against his. He feels himself stir beneath the cloth wrapped around his waist. His manhood swells slightly. Agis, somewhat fearful as to what Mirela would think, decides to end the kiss before he becomes even further aroused.

Agis slowly pulls his head back from her. Mirela's face still cradled inside his hands as he opens his and stares into her's. "I've wanted to do that since you left yesterday" he admits as he lowers his hands.

Nervously, he runs the fingers of a single hand through the hair above her ear. He swallows a large lump that had built up inside his throat as he grabs her hand and walks back closer to the fire.

He has been close to her in the two days they spent together. He remembers her beside him yesterday inside the hallowed tree. He soft hands inside his mane as he carried her through the forrest. This however felt different to him. It's almost as if the monster is no longer present to him. He repositions the cloak, attempting to shield his apparent arousal from her.

Taking a seat beside the fire, Agis lifts his hand offering his assistance to her. "You should get some rest, Tomorrow will be a long day."
 
Mirela exhaled with a soft sigh as Agis pulled his lips back from her. The kiss had been soft and gentle, wonderful but brief. Was it over already? Her eyes opened and looked into his again.

"I've wanted to do that since you left yesterday"

She smiled at his confession, her head tilting slightly into his touch as he ran his fingers through the hair at her temple before straightening again as she let him take her hand and lead her back to the fire as he sat down before stretching his hand out to her. As he sat she thought she noted a larger bulge having grown beneath the cloak around his waist but quickly averted her eyes again as he spoke to her.

"You should get some rest, Tomorrow will be a long day."

She nodded, taking his offered hand and lowering herself down next to him to join him beside the fire once more. She smiled softly at him again.

"I will certainly try, though I fear my nerves and excitement may be too much to allow me to fall asleep right away," she admitted with a bit of a nervous laugh.
 
A smile crosses his face. He too is very excited about their ahead. Not so much leaving the forest as one would expect, but the unknown with Mirela. He puts his arm around her, holding her close to him. Her soft warm body next to him ignites feeling of passion he thought abandoned him long ago.

Agis turns to dace Mirela, the glow from the hearth dancing over her. His body is suddenly filled with an eternal warmth he had missed for centuries. He can feel the cloth loosen around his waist as he begins to harden and grow beneath it.

With his free hand, Agis places his finger on her chin, turning her sight from the flames to his eyes. He does not seek acceptance or approval this time as he his finger lies against her face. He leans in, his lips touching hers again. Only this time there is a true meaning behind his kiss, one of passion and desire.

His mouth parts slightly, offering her a deeper kiss as his hand slides up her back. Agis begins to lay back on the hard stone floor of the cave. As he does, his hand pulls Mirela down on top of him. A hand moves to her lower back as the other caresses up her cheek to her soft hair. His cock continues it's growth as he gets harder and harder.

Their mouths part for a moment as he looks deep into her eyes. With a small grin on his face, he whispers into her lips "It's been a thousand years since I have felt this way."
 
Mirela had felt her heart warm as Agis had smiled at her and put his arm around her as they sat together before the fire, her body relaxing and leaning into his own as she turned and looked into the flames. She was not certain what the future would have in store for them and what they might find when they ventured out of the forest together, but she was excited to find out and to find out with him.

Her thoughts were interrupted however as she felt his finger upon her chin, tilting her face away from the fire and towards his once more. Her eyes met his and the look she saw within their pale depths made her heart skip a beat again. His face leaned in and her chin tilted ever so slightly upwards to meet him, her eyelids slowly lowering as his lips met her own.

This kiss felt different than the first and she felt herself respond instantly: her blood quickening within her veins, warmth filling her. As his lips parted and his hand slid up her back she felt a shiver of unknown excitement run down her spine. As he began to lay back with her she parted her lips slightly in return, her hands rising up to rest against his chest and her soft lips beginning to move and taste his own as he pulled her down with him.

When their lips parted again and he looked up at her she found herself laying half on top of him, her upper torso upon his chest and one of her legs nestled between his own. She could feel his now noticeably hard cock pressing into her hip.

"It's been a thousand years since I have felt this way."

She gazed back at him, one of her hands rising up to trace her fingers across his cheek as she looked into his eyes.

"I have never felt this way," she confessed softly.
 
His eyes lock with hers, "Never?"

He knew what she was referring to. He also knew young human women would save themselves for their husbands. A practice he believed was more for the man than his young bride.

"I guess not, seeing you have never been married." he fumbles the words from his mouth.

He holds her atop him, his palm flat against her lower back and waist. Agis brushes her hair from her face, allowing the glow of the fire to light her skin. He shifts himself beneath her a bit. His hard cock pressing against her body.

"I would never take such a thing from you," he tells her.

Agis lifts his head, his mouth touching her's again in a soft kiss. He holds her close to him, not willing to relinquish her closeness to him just yet. His want for her, to caress her, to taste her, to experience her was real and undeniable.

He rolls to his side, laying her beside him but in his arm still. He touches her face. Running his fingers down her cheek and jaw to neck the shoulder. His lips meet her's once more as pulls her closer to him. His hard cock now free of the fallen material.
 
Mirela's eyes remained upon Agis as his fingers traced over her cheek and down to her shoulder, taking him in. She felt as if she was in a dream, one that she did not want to end. Everywhere he touched her felt more awakened, alive. What would it feel like as his fingers explored other areas, she wondered.

She sighed against his lips as they met hers again, her eyes drifting shut as she returned the kiss and shivered slightly against him. She could tell by the feel of his cock pressing hard into her as they lay beside one another, his arm wrapped around her and holding her tight, that his need in that moment must be very great...and yet he swore that he would not take her maidenhood from her.

"What if you did not have to take it..." she murmured against his lips, her eyes opening to gaze at him once more, "What if it was given?"
 
Agis kisses Mirela deep. Her offering herself to him settles his thoughts. He has long ago come to grips with being an outcast, a freak. Did Mirela see something in him that no other has?

His lips leave her's with a small grin across his face. "I offer myself to you as well."

He leans back down, kisses her cheek before making his way to neck. He can feel her pulse racing through her as his mouth and tongue explored the tenderness of her skin. His hand had rest at her hip as he supports himself with his other.

He can feel her move beneath him as his lips move over her exposed skin. His hand slides upwards, over the fabric before pausing on her ribs. Agis lifts his mouth, eyes dropping to her body as he searches over her. Fingers grib the shoulder of her outfit, pulling as much as the material would allow before kissing the now exposed skin.

He can feel the aggressiveness growing within him. His denied hunger surfacing. He presses his body against her's. His hard cock firm against her thigh as his hips move. The sensation of the rough fabric on the exposed head as he moves himself against her.

His desire to take her, ravish her is overwhelming. Yet he controls it, suppressing that need, as his hand forms a fist at the front of her blouse, forcefully pulling downward and exposing her breast for the first time.

Agis waste little time, taking her firm nipple into his warm, moist mouth.
 
Mirela's kiss swollen lips parted with a gasp of sudden surprise and pleasure as Agis pulled down the front of her chemise and dress and took her nipple into his mouth. His kisses upon her neck and shoulder had been divine, the feel of his mouth and tongue upon the delicate skin and the feel of his firm cock pressing into her as he moved his hips making her body shift beneath him, beginning to move against him in return; but this...

She moaned softly, her nipple quickly growing even more firm within his mouth as her hands rose to the sides of his head, her fingers threading themselves within the long white tangles of his hair. She wanted more.

Distracted as she was it took a moment for it to dawn on her that with all of his tugging it seemed as if he wanted her clothes out of the way but wasn't sure how to properly do so. If it had truly been a thousand years that he had been living in the wood as various animals he very well might not remember.

Sliding one of her hands downward between them, she pulled free the ties at the top of her bodice and loosened the cords that ran down the front of her dress for him.
 
Agis releases her nipple from his mouth. Sitting up on his elbow, he looks down as Mirela loosens the cords of her dress. His mind is scattered as watches before reaching in and tugging on a couple of the cords himself. Her beauty is undeniable that is for certain.

His lifts himself with his arm to a seated position upon his legs beside her. As Mirela loosens her dress further, Agis reaches down, lifts her foot and slips her shoe off. His large muscular hands wrap around her bare foot as he returns his gaze to her now loosened dress.

Agis' thumb slid down her arch to her toes before he kissed the bottom of Mirela's foot. It had been lifetimes since he felt a woman, lifetimes since he had layed his eyes on the bare skin of a woman. Mirela is the most beautiful creature he had ever layed his eyes upon.

With her foot in one large hand, Agis reaches for her dress. His fingers hook into the cordage that had bound her, pulling at the slack in the ties. One by one the pulled free of material. With half the cords removed, he paused and looked into her eyes. "Show me. I want to see your beauty."
 
Mirela felt the toes of her foot curl in response to the feel of Agis' thumb running over her arch before he kissed it. She kept her eyes on him, watching him as he watched her loosen the dress, her heart quickening again when he reached over and pulled at the cords himself until the dress and chemise were now only half laced, leaving her with plenty of room to slip them off of her now.

"Show me. I want to see your beauty."

Her eyes remaining on his, she felt the heat return to her fair cheeks again at his words. She had never disrobed in front of a man before, but she did not shy away or hesitate as she moved herself up into a sitting position. Reaching up she gently pushed at the fabric of her clothes, slipping the cloth down her shoulders and then slipping her arms out so that the material pooled down around her waist, her legs still stretched out before her and her foot in his hand.
 
She is even more beautiful than he imagined. He reaches out, placing his hand behing Mirela's neck as places her foot down. He kisses her deeply, holding her mouth to his. Her calve soft and smooth on his hand, Agis sits a little closer now, having shuffled himself across the floor. The material of her dress bunches above her knees as he slowly slides his hand up her leg.

His hand moves from her neck, holding Mirela's face in his palm. Agis moves his attention from her mouth to her chin. The salt of the day still present to his taste as licks it from her neck, to chest. His hot breath forced through his nostrils over her skin as his need grows. He gives a firm grip from his large hand just above her knee. Her skin warm and smooth. A sudden deep rumble echoes from his chest.

Agis sits back on his feet, a look of pure want on his face. He had pay no attention to the fact he was unclothed and his long, thick cock stood straight from his muscular frame. His fingers graze over her face as he explores her with both touch and sight. Her nipples hard and firm from her breast hus fingers brushed over one.

"Have you ever touched a man?" He ask Mirela, taking her hand and placing it on his chiseled chest.
 
Mirela had found herself leaning forward as Agis had kissed her, her lips moving softly against his own before parting open with heavy breaths as his mouth had moved lower, her neck arching to the side for him and giving free reign as he had tasted the skin of her neck and chest. The feel of his mouth and hot breath upon her made her shiver, as did the sudden deep, beast like rumble that came from within him.

Her eyes opened then, looking up at him as he sat back and gazed at her. Oh god the look on his face then. It make her blood quicken, her flesh warm in response. She wondered if the look on her face was similar as she took him in, her eyes roaming over his unclothed body and taking in his chiseled form and well hung cock as it stood out straight before her. Her eyes moved to his as his fingers brushed over her face, her lips parting again with a soft gasp as his fingers brushed her nipple and she felt the twinge of pleasure that it caused.

"Have you ever touched a man?"

She felt her heart pound as he took her hand and placed it upon him, her palm splaying out flat against his hard chest.

"No," she admitted with a slight shake of her head.

There had never been a man she had met within her village that she had wanted to touch... but oh how she desired to touch Agis now! Knowing that he was giving her permission, that he wanted her to, she pushed past the shyness and nervousness that she felt at her inexperience and gave into her curiosity, her hand beginning to move across his skin.

She traced her fingers across his chest and down the side of his rib cage, marveling at his pale skin and the feel of it beneath her touch. Scooting closer, her other hand joined in, both of them sliding back up his sides together before smoothing down over his stomach and the ridges of his abs. She paused as his hard cock once more came into her view, wondering if it would be alright for her to explore there also. Tipping her gaze back up to his for confirmation, she tentatively moved her fingers closer.
 
Agis places his hands on Mirela's, moving them closer to his cock. "Please, I want you to," stroking her hair as he releases her hand, giving her the choice.

He moves his feet from beneath him, taking a seat on the grown directly in front of her. He leans back on his palms, reclining slightly. His chest swells with air at each breath as he looks Mirela in the eyes.

"Given permission, remember" he smiles at her. "I'm yours to touch."
 
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