Arctic Trek 2004

[Sweetp4u]

Amy

She fell asleep with a smile on her in agreement. This was the most comfortable she'd been in a long time.

She awoke before dawn, sprawled out on Paul's chest with one of her legs wedged between his. Yawning, she snuggled closer for warmth and felt his warm hand settle on her shoulder.

She could tell by his deep breathing he was still asleep, or a really good actor. In either case, she didn't want to move just yet and she certainly didn't want to get out of the warm bag in the frozen temperatures.

So she closed her eyes and held still, waiting for Paul to wake up rather than waking him. It was durring this time she noticed something hard pressing against her thigh. She had no question about what it was, she'd have to be a complete moron not to! She smiled a little, wondering how he was going to react when waking to find her pressed so tightly to him.

Her eyes slowly opened, looking at her hand resting on the left side of his chest. She was very tempted to explore, but would he wake up? And wouldn't he be offended to find her touching him in such a manner? Her fingers curled without thought, the tips brushing over his skin a moment. She couldn't see very well in the darkness, but she could see her pale skin against his enough to know she only had to slide down a little and be on those hard abs. Did she dare?

The question was answered when Paul began to shift around in the bag... He was waking up. With a groan she couldn't supress, she had hoped for a little more time before the ol' hiking in BFE happened.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

She tensed for only a millisecond and then fully relaxed against him. With her face nuzzled against his neck, she settled back down to sleep only to find she couldn't with being pressed against him so tightly.

Again imagines came into her mind of things she shouldn't be thinking. She kept wondering how his hands would feel else where, caressing her skin like she'd seen in a movie. It was pretty sad that at her age she had little experience with men. She only had her imagination, and as her mother had told her, a husband to show her eventually.

With the mentioning of a husband she felt her anger bubble up inside again. How could a marriage succeed for life with an ignorant bride with no say in anything? They really needed to wake up into the new century.

He smelled good too, her nose turned and bumped against his neck as she inhaled his scent. Nothing artificial on him, just one hundred percent male scent... It was addicting. And would he taste the same? Her thigh slid up over his a little higher as she shifted positions, raising up onto her elbow, she stared down into Paul's open eyes.

"How long have you been awake?" She searched his face for an accusation of some kind but found none.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

There are few things in life that you remember moment for moment, each tiny little detail and sensation that you could possibly experience in a mere moment.

Apprehension, fear, lust, laughter, shock and so many more raced through her. His eyes held hers, his hand caressed the top of her own, but he did not hold her to him.

"We should.. get going." She was tempted to do so many things at once she couldn't consciously pick just one. Run, kiss him, smile, laugh, cry, scold... She was too practical for her damned good.

She watched his lips turn in a small smile, butterflies instantly lept in her stomache. She was tempted and it showed on her face as she tore her gaze from his mouth.

"It's getting light outside now... Hot springs right?" Practical boring Amy again.. "Can't wait to see this place." She was overly cheerful, wishing to put them both at ease, more so herself since Paul didn't seem to feel uncomfortable any more.

She had a passing thought, one that made her want to giggle, what if she asked the Teacher to teach her? She could just see his face to that request!

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

She was feeling a little confused by all the tension humming in the air, but it wasn't a tight sort of tension. More like she should know something, but couldn't quite grasp it.

She almost gave into the whispered urges in the back of her mind and kissed him, but he pulled away at the same time she hesitated. Obviously this wasn't the right time, or she was experiencing her first crush? At her age? Well, it could happen. Or maybe it was more?

She helped him pack up the gear, dressed herself warmly as possible and took a deep breath of cold mountain air. So this was the first day of a brand new adventure. Whatever happened now, they created. No plotted courses.. No set schedules.. No prying eyes or rules to go by.. Just the two of them.. Alone.

Lord help her, she was asking for trouble and loving it!

She turned to catch the sight of a beautiful flower she'd never seen before held out by Paul.

"For me?" She smiled brightly, not caring what the flower was for.. This was the only time she'd recieved flowers from someone not related! Poised to thank him, she never go the words out as he plucked a sweet scented petal and stepped towards her.

His shadow fell over her, her head lifted slightly to meet his eyes only to see him bring the petal to her face. His whispered something about lips, but all was lost as the sea roared loudly in her head. The tender brief touch of the petal to her lips was nearly knee melting and she did try her hardest to pay attention, but it was a lost cause.

"Th-Thank you.." Stuttering like a school girl, she flushed. She remained poised there just for another moment, hoping he'd be tempted but he again backed away.

Oh, he's good at this teasing game!

Well two could play at this! She had a little wicked grin on her face as she started out behind him, following his footsteps through the fresh snow. "Lead on Oh fearless leader.." with a giggle she finally got to study his backside..

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

She was more than pleasantly surprised when they came to a cabin in the middle of no where. He had said a hot springs, not that he lived there.

"Wow!" She thought as she stepped around a clear blue steamy pond of water. Oh, how she'd love to be in there right about now! To be warm again..

"Food?" She'd followed behind him so blindly she hadn't noticed she'd already was through the front door. Her eyes must have shown her surprise, he smiled warmly at her.

"I'd eat anything about now, even with Mushrooms in it and I hate mushrooms.." She didn't bother to flush or grin or even say thank you, she was too busy looking around. It wasn't a large cabin, but it was much better than what she had pictured in her mind.

At best she expected a cave, and that was hoping! But to find this..

"As much as I would love to swim in one of those ponds, I didn't pack a bathing suit for a winter expedition..." She didn't have anything she packed with her at all in fact. She'd left it behind in camp when she'd gone off to pee. And to 'skinny dip'? That was unheard of, beyond.. Wait, why the heck not? But maybe when it grew dark outside would be best. She'd never work up the nerve to try it if she knew Paul would be able to see her.. or anyone else for that matter, in the buff.

"Shower sounds heavenly. Thank you Paul." She placed another kiss on his cheek as she passed by him, lingering only a little longer than necessary before she vanished down the hall to explore for the shower.

She found what looked to be his bedroom, hoping he didn't mind, she peered into his closet for a clean shirt. Finding one, she vanished into the next doorway she came to, the bathroom.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

The shower was heaven sent. There was nothing more relaxing than that of a good shower head beating water against your tired muscles. She did stay in there a might too long, but god it was good. Positively sinful how relaxed she was. She had to shut it off for fear of falling asleep standing up!

She grabbed a fluffy towel, barely got herself wrapped up when her eyes landed on a scroll with her name on it. Her eyes darted to the closed door, the clothes on the countertop and note.

He'd come in while she was showering and she hadn't heard him nor seen him... She let the thoughts die there, not wishing to get herself blushing all over again as she dried her hair and sat on the toilet seat. Picking up the note, she was tempted not to unwrap it, not sure she wanted to see what was inside.

But what could it possibly be? Really there was nothing she could think of to hint at what it was, so she just pulled open the ribbon and began to read. Her eyes scanned it the first time, widening as they went and then she read it all over again. Making sure her mind was correctly processing each and every word, none taken out of contents.

"Whoa..." She sucked in a deep breath, having forgotten to breath sometime during her reading, a little shaken on what to do.

With trembling hands she set the note back down carefully and sat there, just staring at the tiled floor. She could go home right now, continue on with her life and.... "Just do what’s expected of me for the rest of it.." she muttered quietly. She could stay here, lord knew he gave her plenty of reason to remain, but it was so unexpected! She was certain she was going to faint. It wasn't every day a handsome man tells her that he loves her! She had never given it any real thought, never dared to! It was so forbidden to even think it, and now.. She had the options laid out before her.

Her hands rubbed up and down her face as she sat up straighter, she really had only a limited amount of time to make up her mind! Freedom, or home. A chance to see if she could love him in return.. Or .. Well there wasn't much to go back to. Her last year would be ending in a month and she'd be going off to the nearest church to marry some stranger hand picked and delivered.

She knew her decision long before she admitted it to herself, but still the uncertainty of it all gave her a wild rush. Her body felt more alive now, with the unknown ahead of her, she could probably run for ten miles without wearing out.. She was pumping with adrenaline! Now all she had to do was go in there and tell a grown man her choice.

“Easier said than done!” Would she ever get through it? She was such a coward when it came to relationships, men and discussing the unknown sex world. She’d most likely make an ass of herself. Or would she? Was she making the right choice?

Words rang through her mind, things Becca had told her. She could easily find out how well being here with Paul would go. She just had to work up the nerve to do it! Mentally coaching herself, she dried off and pulled on one of Paul’s shirts she’d found. Leaving everything she owned in the hamper, she hunted through the clothes in the small pile and came up with a pair of short shorts. Someone had cut off a pair of sweats, they’d be comfortable enough. Her stomach picked that exact moment to growl fiercely, making it’s wishes known.

Exiting the bathroom, she’d left the note in there, let her hair hang down her back wet and worked up her courage to face Paul in the kitchen. Nervous still, and that feeling getting worse by the second, she stepped into the kitchen and stared at Paul’s back.

“Hi..” Her hands twisted a little in the white shirt before she forced them behind her back. A tentative smile appeared on his face, a questioning look as he scanned her face. She could not only feel his eyes making their path over her, she could feel it score her soul with liquid heat.

He’d let her go if she chose.

“I have only one.. thing bothering me.” She moved forward a step. “I can’t really decide without it, I mean how would I know? Right?” She came two more steps towards him and stopped, “This is a little awkward isn’t it?” When had she become so bold? It was probably the thought of his strength. In his confession, in his words. And mostly because he made no demands nor tried anything while secluded with her.. He’d let her go if that was what she wanted.. He looked positively cute when he blushed too. That had her smiling softly, her eyes twinkling a little as she closed the gap between their bodies and stood looking into his eyes.

“A little experiment Mr. Hodges. Are you willing?” Her hands shook as she pulled them from behind her back, knowing she was being bold, she’d make Becca proud right about now. Her hands came forward and rested against his chest, sliding upwards a little as she watched her hands splay over him. He seemed to stiffen under her touch, was he as uncertain as she was? “All I want to know before I decide is if .. we….” She did flush then, but she didn’t lower her face, “Kiss me?” She’d never asked that before, god willing she never would have to again! But she had to know, before making the choices. Would they melt each other? Could they be comfortable together?

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

Sensory overloaded, she could do nothing more than moan softly as he played a magical tune upon her body.

He had denied her the kiss, with the promise that when and if it came, they'd be making love. She was speechless to this, unsure what really she should say. She knew what she wanted to say, to encourage, but it was just too soon.

Adjustment time was needed, she needed to relax and get to know him, as he did her. School was but a pretense, neither had truely been themselves in that cold stone building.

Her mind could no longer think, rationalise anything. All she wanted to do was feel and so she let herself. Her hand came down on it's own accord, resting against his thigh as he continued his quest.

She could easily imagine his lips pressed to hers, the feelings were astounding... So new, and eagerly craved. Wanton whispered across her mind, but it wasn't an insult. Her nipples tightened, the cotton shirt stirring the already sensitive nubs into harder points.

Her eyes were closed, resting lightly shut, but lights danced behind closed lids. Surely his lips could not provoke this response in just anyone? She let herself go, just relaxed into his body, letting each moment rise and wash over her.

"Paul?" She wet her parched lips, "I want to stay.." She wanted! She said it and she meant it! It was a revelation, she wasn't so meek and shy. Her body was melting, delicious little tremors were starting all over her body and she knew she was more than just damp with excitement.

Arching her neck slightly, she let him have all the access he wanted, not wishing to break the contact. She would behave, surely a little sample now wouldn't make her appear too easy..

A soft sigh escaped her lips as they turned up in a smile. Idly her fingers toyed with his slacks, caressing his thigh pressing against hers. She was very tempted to toss caution into the winds and explore the things that only existed in her dreams before now.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

She felt flushed, overtly nervous and remarkably shy after the kiss in the kitchen. She was torn between wanting to comply and wanting to hide her face.

What he wanted her to do was...

"My ... breasts please." She was never so happy to have her face in a pillow as that exact moment. Substituting body part names was not something she'd done before. She knew her parts rather well, they were hers after all, but this was all new.

She lay as still as possible, willing herself to relax as his hands worked over her shoulders.

"You're tense Amy."

She nodded meekly.

"Want me to stop?"

"No Paul, just.. need time to get used to this." Her voice was hoarse.

His hands slid smoothly, never touching anything but her back, he didn't even reach around to feel at her real breasts. Not that he could miss them, being she had a nice C cup.

She felt the blanket slip a little down her hips, but it held fast by Paul's feet. She was almost worried she'd dump him off to recover it.

What she really needed to do was stop being so self conscious about herself and her body.

"Anything else you would like me to massage?"

Her nod was small but noticable. "My stomach?" Was that right? She felt like laughing, it might actually ease some tensions, but his hands were magicly doing that the longer he massaged her.

"Hmmmmmm. feels very good!" She gave a little groan as his fingertips slid down her spine.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

It took all her self control not to gasp and groan as his mouth teased over her skin. Never having thought for a minute her back was that sensitive to touch, she felt the heat pooling and spreading through her entire body. She was getting turned on by a massage.. But it was more than that. It was the suggestiveness of it.

Her fingers curled into a fist, her eyes falling closed as she fought against her shyness. She wanted to ask for more, so bad her teeth hurt!

She couldn't help but move slightly against him as Paul began to brush his chest against her bare back. Sensual assault on her took hold and wouldn't let go.

He slipped from the table and into a chair, her peeking eyes spied the robe he wore, wondering what he was thinking? He looked tired, but thoughtful.

Slipping sideways, she sat up, clutching the blanket to her bare breasts, her toes touching the floor as she slid off.
"It's your turn." She gave a little smile, wondering if she could pull it off? She'd never massaged a man's body before, but nothing could stop her from trying.. If he was game? Maybe she'd make him as hot as he had made her? She wished she could appear so in control at that particular moment. She knew she was flushed, her skin was slippery, not only from oil but sweat. Even her hands trembled that stayed clutched into the blanket.

"Unless you'd rather go sit in a hot pool?" Her eyes traveled over his body, then back to his lips. She definitely wanted to taste his mouth.. so much for St. Jude's teachings and her parents strict rules.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

It wasn't that foggy! She'd seen quite a bit more than she should have, if he'd been right about the steam and such.

Still she could not get the images out of her mind, they seemed to be burned there for life at this point. And yes, she flushed again, to her dismay.

She should have hurried and got into the water instead of watching him disrobe. Now he could easily see her, but perhaps it was what she really wanted? It was possible, she could have slipped in without waiting or watching him. After all he'd turned his back to her.

Maybe she was a tease? She just needed to perfect the skill a little. She giggled out loud and did her best to hide it.

"Its now or never.." She muttered very softly to herself, letting the blanket fall to her feet. She didn't try and cover herself up, nor did she try overly hard to meet his eyes. She just quickly slipped into the knee deep water and sat down.

Granted she was two feet or more from him, but she'd made it this far. Just a little more nuging herself maybe?

"Ooooooh!" Her eyes widened as air bubbled up between her feet without warning. Embarrassed, she chuckled and waited for the next one. "This is heavenly! How do you manage to keep all this to yourself?" She wiggled her toes in the fine sand, sliding a little more towards Paul.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

"When I've been here alone before, this is the spot where I would relax and I would imagine you being here with me, just like you are now...according to native legend, every time two people touch each other inside this pool, it makes them crave each other twice as much..."

She smiled at that then chuckled a little, "Ancient lore huh?" She gave him a little look of disbelief. "Sounds like something Paul made up.. if you asked me.." Her smile broadened as she slid a little closer.

"I suppose next you'll tell me this place is blessed by witches and fairies?" The twinkle in her eye gave away her mirth and happiness bubbling inside. She wasn't going to outright laugh, she was enjoying his little game of myths and legends.

She slid slowly closer until she was within inches of him. She was careful to keep to the side of him and slid up behind his bobbing head. She didn't want to accidently land in his lap and embarrass either of them.

"So.. if two people touch in here.. how do they know it's love and not unseen forces filling them full of lust?" she was tempted to splash him but held off.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

She hovered just behind him, the merriment shining in her eyes and smile. She was tempted to keep up the light banter, but the nearer she got to him, the more hassle it became to think.

"It's tempting.." Her words bathed his neck, her shoulder brushing across his upperback. "To test this theory a little further." She followed the line of his jaw, her eyes caressing over his profile before resting on the bare shoulder just under the surface.

She pulled away from him with a little smile, her eyes having seen what affect she had on him before she moved out of reach. "But I can't imagine it being that comfortable here in this pool to test theories fully... shame too."

She waded out of the pool until only her bottom half was below the surface, she could feel Paul's eyes on her back as she stood there debating.

Should she just walk out and into the house in this manner? A little naughty thrill went through her body at the thought, it made her ache in new ways just to guess at his reactions to her doing just that. But when did she become such a tease?

A tease wasn't something to be proud of, or so her mother had said once about Becca.. But then again, what did her mother really know or think for herself for that matter? Her mother was a puppet, she was bound and determined never to be a puppet to anyone.

She glanced over her shoulder with a little smile, with more confidence than she felt, "If this is a special place .. when two people touch.. consider yourself touched.." She grinned before stepping out of the pool.

The air was chilly, her nipples instantly pert and her skin literally covered with goose bumps, she picked up her clothes and held them to her breasts. "Coming inside?"

As much as she'd like to play in that hot pool with him, she was still uncertain whether she'd even be comfortable in there.. for.. well sex. She knew she'd rather 'get broke in' in a bed some where other than on slippery rocks.

Taking the final step was going to be hard, maybe she needed something more? Becca told her, she'd know when the time was right and she would want it so badly that nothing would hurt.. She obviously hadn't gotten that far yet. Now how did she get to that point? Obviously she needed to tease him a little more?

Puzzled and lost in thought, she didn't really pay much attention to the view she provided Paul by standing there facing him. Her brows were drawn together as she thought about everything she'd seen and heard but hadn't yet done. What she really needed was lessons! What she wouldn't do to have Becca handy just about now!

"Paul? Do you think ... Never mind." She flushed as she made a bee line for the log cabin. She couldn't very well ask him how she went about teasing, seducing a grown man. It'd ruin it!

"Don't prune up out there!" She called before she vanished inside and into the bedroom to dress.

 

[renaissanceman3]

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[Sweetp4u]

Amy

The petal halted its pushed progress across her lips as she sat staring at Paul openly. He just stood there, naked from head to toe, letting her look him over.

Wow! She felt her mouth grow wet and had to swallow before she really made a mess. But still she said nothing, nor offered to move or close her eyes.

Why should she? He made his desires plain and clear, why not? If she was going to find out how well they worked together, she'd have to lose some of her shyness.

"Cold?" He looked anything but cold, something was certainly standing at full mast.. That didn't really belay the idea of being cold.

Rubbing her lips together, she set the petal down but did not move from her perch on his dresser.

"Well come find something that'll keep you warm..." Her invitation was purposely left open for him to decide what her meaning was exactly.

A delicious shiver raced down her spine watching him, if she ever dared to make a move on him, the first thing she was going to do was explore his abs.. They looked very very appealing to her.. She wondered how his skin would taste and felt her mouth water even more.