The gypsy Thomas spoke to of learning sword play simply told him to go to the last vardo in the train, Natasha's home. As the gypsy man directed Thomas stood at her door, hesitantly nocking.
I pushed the light cotton gown slowly up her thighs, savoring the soft skin I found. She sighed a little as I touched her, then she leant back onto her elbows, her head thrown back. I heard her sniff a bit and I squeezed her hips, amazed at my good fortune. I stood, then knelt beside her on the soft mattress. I saw the wetness where tears had slipped from the corners of her eyes. I ran my hand through her hair a time or two and wiped away the wetness of her cheek. "Everything will be fine, Mysteria. You are welcome here with me, for as long as you like. I will care for you and your child. I will raise it as my own. You will never want for anything and you will always be safe." With that promise still hanging between us, I sealed it with a kiss. I drew her into my arms as her lips parted and I felt the warmth of her mouth envelope mine. Perhaps I had found my home, after all this time.
OOC: I'm going to be gone for the next 10 days or so, feel free to move me about as needed! ~s~
IC: I hear someone knocking at my door, I open it to find Thomas standing there. I hadn't met him personally, but when you live in a small group, nothing is a secret for very long. He looked like he was a little uncomfortable, understandable after what had happened.
OOC: I don't know if the whole camp knows about the thing with Thomas and Christine, if not, we'll just say I know cause mom told me! Or, oohh, I like this idea better, I have some of mom's talent too, but I only pick up on things that are really bothering people, the thing that's at the forefront (I think I just made that word up) of their mind. And I can tell a person's heart, if they are lying, trustworthy, etc. I can't do much in any other way, just offer sensible advice. (i.e. I don't know, go ask my mom! ~s~)
IC:
"Yes Thomas, what can I do for you?" I ask him. He tells me of his desire to learn the ways of the sword. I look around, noticing that lunch is over and people are getting ready to move on.
"Tonight," I tell him, then turn to secure my things for traveling.
OOC: Thought I'd move us up to the night camp, since that's where Mysteria & Martine all ready are.
IC: After we had set up camp for the night, Thomas came to see me again.
"You seem honorable enough in your intentions," I say, "but I will tell you this just as I tell anyone seeking the knowledge. What I teach is not to be used against another person unless it is absolutely necessary. We always seek the most peaceful solution, and only fight when given no other choice." He nods, and my intuition tells me that he intends to follow these rules.
Since he knows nothing of the sword, I begin teaching him as I have children, starting off with the wooden swords. They're not as heavy as real ones, but far less dangerous, making them easier to teach with.
Tears rolled down my cheek and he lay next to me, with such a look of completeness it continued bringing tears to my eyes. I never intended to hurt anyone and here I was hurting Thomas and dissapointing Terra. As for Martine he seemd to take my explaination for too seriously, but right now I couldn't bring myself to correct him. I just couldn't let him believe he was child's father, that is why I told him the truth. Though I would probably declare him as father once I began to show. but that was something we could discuss tomorrow. For tonight, I was merely a woman and martine was just a man.
I lay on my side and slowly pulled off my nightgown the pale moonlight hitting my soft skin. my hand ran slowly over my side and I did something I hand't done since Roberto's death, I kissed him my lips wet from tears but firm. I felt his fingers entangle in my hair as his hand wandered down my body. I wanted to strip him but told myself he had to do this willingly with complete knowledge of his actions.
ooc> Pretty sure Martine knows he is not father as he and Mysti have not consumated any relationship just yet. Slow down, girl! LOL. Hmm, immaculate conception???
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Mysteria lay crying beside me. She had stripped down before me and I could see the pale moonlight glinting on her skin. I drew my hand along her side several times, hoping to calm her. The tears continued to flow. I was concerned for her health and the well being of the child she was carrying. I knew of women who lost their babies before there was ever a chance for them to survive, because of pain and emotion. I did not wish for Mysteria to experience this. She had been through enough already. She kissed me with a little too much determination. I tasted the salt of her tears upon our lips. "Mysteria," I whispered, "My heart tells me you have much to think about before we complicate this. Let me hold you. You do not have to give yourself to me right now. I will always be here for you." She sobbed. "Calm yourself. Lay with me and be warm and safe. Give yourself time." I begged her to relax. I kissed her eyelids, her forehead, her cheeks. "Please." I truly feared for her well being.
OOC was implying that if she had slept with him then she could have made him think he was father...i edited it to read that she told him so he wouldn't think he was father...nice twist by way of him not taking her, this is sort of revenge for Thomas she felt as if she wasn't good enough to keep him faithful for one day.
IC
his words soothed me and i hiccupped as he laid my fears to rest and told me i was pushing myself. i slowly wiped away my tears and curled up next to him and found myself asleep, a warm peaceful sleep with a dream i would share with Terra when I saw her next.
OOC> Oh, okay. Hey, I never claimed to be smart. LOL, just cute.
IC>
I pulled off my shirt and breeches and lay down beside Mysteria, pulling her tight against me. I drew the sheets and bedclothes up around us and held her to me. She lay silently, a few sniffs and the hiccups the only sounds I heard. After a few minutes of the hiccuping I had to chuckle softly. I think she may have laughed a little too. I hoped she did. She had the most beautiful smile I had seen in my life and I wanted her to always feel she could smile. I reached over her and placed my hand upon her belly, praying for the safety of the child she carried there. I promised the gods I would protect it, love it and bring it many brothers and sisters, if only it's mother would allow me that privelege.
I woke up well rested firmly nestled against Martine's chest at first i was a litle confused as to where I was then it slowly dawned on me as I watched his eye Lazily open.
"Morning," i softly murmur leg running along outside of his.
"morning." she murmured as I opened my eyes. I felt her leg running alongside mine. It was soft and warm. It took a minute for my eyes to focus and my ears to open, then I had to smile again at my good fortune. She was still there and this was the second morning. Well, she'd had her chance to run and didn't. "Morning to you, my princess." I kissed her nose. The morning sun shone through the slats over the window, causing stripes of light and dark across her skin. Morning desire was struggling with my chivalrous intentions. It was also winning. She had given me plenty of opportunity and I had turned her down. By now, she should feel comfortable enough with me to say no if she truly did not want me. I reached out and lightly drew my fingers along the side of her breast, cupping it underneath. "How are you feeling this morning?"
the feel of his hand was little surprising but appreciated. I glance into his eyes licking my lips softly recalling the dream. "are you sure?" i gently ask, finding myself lost in his warm eyes. i lean over him and softly kiss him again, enjoying it fully my body shading his from light
"I was sure last night. It is you who should be sure." I returned the kiss she gave me. It had been a while since I had thought of anyone this way, especially since I had come to this troupe. Passion was a way of life among the gypsy. It was in everything we did. Lust was also present, but desire mixed with a little luck sometimes grew into love and comfort. I could easily be ready for that. My life had been too broken and unsteady before. Now, I felt it change.
"Last chance." I offered.
OOC: I was waiting for Christine to reply to Hoytus, but ya'll's leaving us behind! Guess she can reply later and fit it in...but for now, I'm catching my characters back up.
IC: Hoytus came back from his conversation with Christine, his mind occupied. We readied our things and joined the trip in silence. I thinking of Thomas, and Hoytus thinking of Christine's plight.
As we stopped for the night, Hoytus approached Terra.
"You've been quiet, my dear. How are you doing?" He asks me softly.
"I spoke to Thomas earlier. He asked me to read the cards for him."
"And what did they reveal?"
"They advised him he must take time and learn about himself. To back away from Mysteria. And that he has great power in store for him. It was a good reading, and he left me with spirits lifted."
"Ah, tis a good thing."
"Aye, it tis."
He put his arms around me gently, and we shared a moment of silence together.
"What about ye, my dear? Ye have been silent as well." I asked him, pulling away from him slightly, and looking deep into his eyes.
"Aye, I had a conversation with Christine." He simply stated.
"Ah...I see."
"She has much on her mind as well. She wishes to seek out your wisdom in her plight, but she is afraid to approach ye, in light of all that 'as 'appened."
"Aye, perhaps I've judged 'er too 'ard." I reply. "I sensed a great weight on 'er shoulders. I suppose I was too caught up in other things. I will try to talk to 'er when I can."
Hoytus smiled at me, and with that, we prepared our dinner in silence, still both in our own worlds for a time. After we ate, we curled up next to the fire, a blanket wrapped around us both, simply enjoying the warmth of our bodies.
i snuggled up against him, i had let myself live for only today for too long, it had been only way to cope with roberto's death was one day at a time, but now i had a child to consider, a future, i bit my lip, considering. The dream floated in my mind, and my lips met his again.
my hand wandered down his body caressing his covered crotch, "there is a difference between physically sure and mentally and emotionally sure." I pause for moment, wondering how long it's been for him, "let us just be here for each other now, and worry about the rest later." before i knew it i had slide my leg over his and was on top astraddle him hair flowing over shoulders as my hands rested on his chest.
She was sitting astride of me, hands resting on my chest. I had to smile. So it had come to this. She was as sure as she could be now and I was comfortable with that. Her hair flowed over her shoulders and about her face. I reached up to tuck it behind her ear, then took her hand in mine and kissed her palm. "I am yours, lady. Do with me as you will." I sucked her fingers into my mouth and sat up to meet her lips. Her naked body I crushed to mine and I pulled her tight for a moment. Pushing away a little I looked at her, then kissed her neck hungrily, nipping and biting a little. My hands came down to her breasts which I squeezed tightly, making the nipples grow and darken. It had been too long, I told myself. I had denied myself the company of a woman for too long. Now it would be different.
I stopped and looked into her eyes again, seeing a reassuring gaze in the dark pools. I pushed her backwards and pulled off the cotton breeches to join her, nakedly, in the cool morning air. I felt her as she kissed me back over and over. I could stay here forever with her. I let my mouth explore her beautiful curves, sighing with contentment.
OOC> Gonna be gone this weekend, Give everyone a chance to catch up. Sorry we got ahead of you. *S*
Later, T
our lips met over and over celebrating the brisk morning as i watched him strip his pants off and reveal himself to me. I licked my lips as he moved back and sat up kissing me again lips warm as his hands ran up to cup my full breasts, teasing the nipples into hard buds. I was reminded of the changes that would soon come. My breasts filling with milk, my eyes filled with licquid desire as i slowly led his head down to suck my nipples moaning over and over as he feasted upon me. one hand sliding down finding my wetness and spreading it to his shaft snuggling into his lap feeling i press against my belly warm and hard.
Mysteria seemed to enjoy the moment my passion took over. She guided my mouth to her full breasts, encouraging me to suckle at her. I was gentle, knowing the she could be very tender with the pregnancy. I felt her hand moving between us and spread a wetness over the throbbing hardness between my legs. I was getting too close and repositioned myself out of her reach. Still, my tongue played at her breasts, but I moved my hand between us to fondle her and bring her up to speed with me. Her head was back against the soft down pillows and she almost thrashed as I pushed one, then two, then three fingers inside her. She was so open and willing. I worked them all the way inside, then pressed my thumb against her small bud that swelled with pleasure. "Let me know when you are ready to join me." I whispered. I had every intention of being inside her when her moment of release came.
the way his hand moved himself out of reach reminded me yet again that i was with someone experienced. the way his tongue slide over my soft skin, i found myself moaning softly huskily like a low purr as he used his fingers to further heat me up. his soft words barely penetrated my mind and my eyes slowly fluttered open, licking my soft lips as i gently nod my head unable to say anything in heady pleasure of being completed desired.
OOC: Sorry I havn't been taking part lately, My Grandmother is very ill and I have been helping care for her which has left me very little time to join you all again. I think, for the sake of the story it would be best if I drew back somewhat... I don't want to leave entirely just yet!
After Hoytus left, Christine had much to think on. Saddling her horse at the outer edge of the loose group as everyone readied for departure again, she heard something from behind a thicket. Pausing, she heard it again..
"PSST.. Pssttt.. Christine!"
Curious, Christine went to investigate. A callused hand snaked out of the underbrush and covered over Christines mouth, muffling her shout of surprise. She was hauled backwards against a firmly muscled chest and dragged deeper into the wood. Struggling, Christine was (again!) overpowered.
"Stop, Christine, Stop" the voice hissed. "It is I, Jamie Cameron whom you knew when you were growing up in Backshot."
Lessening her struggles Christines eyes widened in surprise at this encounter with her girlhood crush. Slowly loosening his hold on Christine, Jamie stayed poised in case she did something rash. He need not have worried as Christine slowly turned, her eyes still wide.
"Jamie, is that you? Jamie Cameron who ran away with his brother after his father had beaten him so bad he had a broken arm? What are you doing here? How did you find me? WHY did you find me?"
Chuckling at her excited questioning Jamie scratched his head and replied
"Aye lass it is me. The arm does still give me gyp in the stormy seasons but it healed aright. Young George was taken in by a family in a village up the way, and is doing right good. Becoming a law-man he is. 'Twas him as told me a goodly bit about your family, and I went to your place to find you, only to be told that you'd disappeared when bandits attacked your party. Christine, we really need to have a long talk. Shall I get my horse and we move along with your gypsy friends?"
Nodding mutely, Christine agreed as Jamie strode away through the trees. Returning to her own horse, Christine waited for him to join her.
Trailing along behind the gypsy train, Christine and Jamie walked beside each other, leading their horses.
Jamie began "Christine, I must needs to tell you somethings and I hope you'll understand."
Waiting for her nod, he continued.
"I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you when you were just a wee lass with your hair in pigtails and you played with your wee dolls and I were just a poor farmers son. I would'ha done anything for you had you but asked, and as the years moved on and I watched you growing from a child to the beginnings of a woman I loved you more and more. It broke my heart when I had to leave with George, but I had to take him somewhere safe, our father was not the nicest of men. So I left, but I never forgot you Christine."
Looking up at him as they walked, Christine replied
"I, too loved you, and when you left I felt so lost and alone."
Taking Christines hand in his, Jamie stopped, pulling her to a standstill. Lifting Christines hand to his lips he kissed her palm gently. Dropping to one knee he declared to her
"Christine, my heart, I love you and never want to be another day without you. Christine, Chrissy, will you consent to be my bride?"
Tears beginning to flow down her face, Christine whispered
My prayers to you and your family, Firesprite. I will be wishing your grandmother all the best. Spend quality time with her while sh eis here.
Tighe~~~~~
OOC: Sorry guys....been real busy myself in RL.....got three nights a week tied up, and just met a very nice man. At least I have somewhere to go for Thanksgiving now.