The Centurion (closed for Henry47)

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Out of breath and her energy spent, Briana could only listen as the sounds of the escaping Britons passed by and faded into the night. So close... they were so close, and yet due to the thicket none of them saw her, no one came to her aid. She knew that this had been her best and last chance at freedom. Once she was at the base there would be too many soldiers around to hope for escape... and then she would be shipped to Rome, sold as a slave to the highest bidder. Her fate seemed sealed.

The Centurion rolled off of her but she didn't move. She didn't even try to look at him or pull her arms away. Hot tears of anger and defeat gathered in her eyes and began to roll down her cheeks, making paths through the dirt that had smeared on her face. Her chest rose and fell as she tried to regain her breath, her body feeling heavy as lead with exhaustion. At the same time she began to shiver. Whether it was from emotion or from the cold of the night and the rain she was not certain.

"I hate you.." she breathed quietly, her voice raw from her tears and from her failed attempts at screaming.

 

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Briana sat up and watched as the Centurion gathered kindling for a fire and lit it, but otherwise did not move or say anything more. Oh how she wished she could run for the fall off hills, to make an escape while it was only she and him, but she was far to exhausted now to try and he had proven that even when it was just him and no other guards or soldiers to contend with escape was not as simple as it seemed.

She was grateful for the warmth of the fire, but did not offer him any thanks. Nor did she thank him for the water that he offered, though she drank long and heartily. With her thirst quenched a her shivering beginning to ease, she lay back down among the ferns and closed her eyes as she let her exhaustion claim her.

 

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Briana did not know how many hours it had been when she awoke again to the sound of something stirring the underbrush nearby. The noise was soft, but her experiences as a warrior had made her a light sleeper when it came to such things.

She opened her eyes but did not move at first. The fire had died down, but its embers still glowed slightly and put off warmth. She noticed that a blanket was now laid upon her, apparently put there by the Centurion who now lay behind her, blocking the wind. The clouds had begun to part, the rain having ceased, and moonlight was once more trickling through.

Hearing the noise again she stiffened. It sounded like something large walking at the edge of the thicket. Was it a lost soldier from the Roman camp... or one of her own men perhaps? Slowly she lifted her head up to gaze over the edge of the ferns, but instead of a person all she spotted instead was a doe serenely grazing upon the leaves. Her body relaxed again as she watched the animal, and for a moment she was able to forget herself as she took in the beast's quiet grace. Sitting quietly, she tried her best not to make any noise so as not to disturb it.

 

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The wind shifted slightly, carrying Briana and the Centurions scent over to the doe. The animal's nostrils flared and it's head darted in her direction, staring at Briana for a moment before leaping darting away through the brush. Briana could not help but heave a sigh, wishing she could do the same. Turning and gazing down at the Centurion who she'd thought had still been asleep, she realized his eyes were now open.

"How long have you been watching?" she asked him, her brow furrowing slightly.

She thought it strange that he had not said anything.

 

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Briana watched him with confusion as he tended the fire, wondering why he continued to be so kind to her. She clearly despised him. He was her enemy! She had tried to kill him more than once and would have shed no tears for him if the Britons had discovered them in the thicket and murdered him that day. And yet he'd shared his provisions with her, given up his blanket for her, was grinning at her now as he joked about the wound she had given him.

"And after all of that you still like what you see, Centurion?" she commented as she noted the look in his eyes now as he watched her, "..Why?"

 

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As he looked into her eyes, she had to admit that his words and actions seemed sincere, but she couldn't help but wonder if it was all a ruse to placate her and get her into his bed...or bushes as the case may be. Even if they were true, did it really change anything? He may be able to look past the events of the last two days, but for her it was not so easy when she felt as if this man was responsible for her freedom being taken from her. She was not sure if she wanted to think of him as human. And yet, now that it was in her mind it made her wonder...

"Why did you choose this life?" she asked him quietly, "Why fight to force others to submit to a foreign ruler that they do not know, do not want?"

 

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Brianna could not hold back her look of surprise when the Centurion announced that he had not chosen to be a soldier, but that he'd been taken and forced to enlist as a boy when his homeland had been invaded like her own. Her eyes examined him carefully as he spoke. When he mentioned how he was nearing the end of his service, how he would retire and return home to be a farmer, she almost felt guilty about her attempts to have him discovered and killed just hours before as he'd pinned her and prevented her from crying out to her people. In a way she supposed they had both been fighting for their freedom in that moment, both trying to make it back home in their own way. With disappointment she realized that she could not hate him for that, as easier as it might have been to do so.

She was quiet for a moment as she turned her gaze to the fire.

"I don't know..." she began finally, her green eyes mirroring the red and orange flames as they danced, "I don't know any better than you do. I am no goddess or daughter of gods, just human.. like you."

She paused, her gaze turning back towards him and meeting his own.

"What is your name?"

 

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Briana was a little saddened to hear that Marcus had no real memory of his homeland, that he considered himself Roman now, his name even changing. She wondered if the same would happen to the young men from her own tribe if they were unsuccessful in their attempts to keep their freedom. Still, as he grinned at her and held out his hand in greeting she was surprised to find herself returning his smile just a bit in return. Slowly she reached out and took his hand.

"Ave, Marcus."

 

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Briana's smile had grown slightly as Marcus took her elbow and jokingly greeted her, though it faded somewhat as she felt the pad of his thumb brush over the more delicate skin at its crook and she felt an unbidden tingle run up her arm and down her back in response. He moved towards her and she felt her pulse quicken in response. Self-consciously she wondered if he could feel it beneath his thumb.

"What now?"

She told herself that she should pull away, remove her arm from his...but she didn't, couldn't seem to make herself.

"Now?" she echoed back in thought, "I suppose now is all I have..."

One last morning before she became a slave. How did she want to spend it?

Looking up at him, she leaned in slightly, almost not even aware that she had done so.

 

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As Marcus pulled her closer still, Briana rose up to her knees with him, her body leaning into his slightly. As she did, she could not help but notice their differences in size. She had noted it before naturally, but only in passing, a warrior sizing up their opponent.. but now she could feel it. His large body so very close and his big, war calloused hands at her cheek and back. She suddenly felt very small and delicate in comparison.

Her eyes drifting shut, she slowly began to reciprocate his kiss. She felt the warmth of his hands against her cheek and back and leaned in further, her lips brushing his as she lifted her hands up to rest upon his chest, one of them tentatively sliding upwards and curving around the side of his neck.

 

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Briana had been surprised for only the briefest of moments as Marcus had lifted her up, but then had instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist to anchor herself as he re-positioned them and pulled her down into his lap. Bending her head down she returned his kisses, a shiver running down her spine and inhaling deeply as she felt his fingers in her hair and curling against the nape of her neck. Her body shifted against his as her legs wrapped more tightly around him, her thigh unconsciously flexing in response to the touch of his hand upon it.

 

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Briana felt the cool air of the predawn brush against the bare skin of her legs and nether regions as Marcus lifted the fabric of her kilt, little bumps running over her skin in response as he ran his hands over her thighs. As he knelt up and leaned her back she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him, one hand splaying flat against the leather armor on his back while the other curled its fingers against the hair at his nape, her nails brushing against his skin.

 

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Briana groaned softly against Marcus' lips as he kissed her and began to unfasten her straps. Above her head her hands clenched and unclenched slowly, itching to reach down and touch him, to help him remove his attire was well, but his hand around her wrists kept them where they were. She did not try to struggle against him though as before. She knew from her past experiences with him that it would be futile to try, but even more importantly...she did not want to.

 

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Briana watched, leaving her arms above her head as Marcus ran his hands down her body. Considering all of the trouble that she had caused for him she could almost not believe how patiently, and almost reverently, he treated her now. As his chin slid down over her belly to her thighs she felt his stubble brush against the sensitive skin there and she shivered. As he kissed her inner thigh she breathed a soft sigh and shifted slightly as another tingle ran through her.

 

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As Marcus began to pleasure her with his mouth and tongue, Briana could not help but moan out in response. She swore out with a gasp in her native tongue as her hands reached down and gripped the top of his head, her body shifting and squirming against his mouth as he held her in place. When he stopped and brought his tongue back up her body she groaned, her body arching against the path of his tongue and then watching him with hungry eyes as he pulled off his jerkin. When he bent down and kissed her again she sighed against his lips in response to the feel of his flesh against her own, her body arching and pushing upwards against him as she wrapped her arms around him and returned the kiss, her splayed hands wandering down his sides and across his back.

 

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Noticing the frenzied way in which Marcus pulled at his trouser cords, Briana could not help but smirk in response, her green eyes twinkling with amusement as she looked up at him. It was obvious that he was eager to take her, and that knowledge pleased her greatly. Remembering the injured finger that she'd given him, she decided to take pity upon him and slid her hands from his back, reaching down between them and helping him loose the cords at his waist with one hand... though her other could not help but also give a couple soft, teasing caresses to his manhood through the fabric of his trousers as she did so.

 

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Briana's legs had wrapped a little tighter around Marcus' waist as he'd knelt up with her, her arms wrapping around his neck to secure herself. When he'd begun to position her and lower her however she loosened her grip, her hands moving to rest upon his shoulders as her eyes remained on his face. As she felt him begin to enter her and lower her upon him she could not help release a gasp at the sensation of him slowly filling and stretching her, her grip upon his shoulders tightening and her body arching against his slightly as he slid deeper within her.

 

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Briana felt a shiver of excitement run through her in response to the sound of Marcus' low growl, her eyes smiling with wanton delight as his gaze held hers and he pressed into her. She did not resist as he pulled her close, feeling the hot breath of his mouth against her ear and neck as he lifted her upon his cock before lowering her again. She released a moan as she felt him fill her again, loving the feel of his strong hands against gripping her body as he raised her up and down and built up his rhythm as her pussy gripped him tightly.

As he crushed her against him she could feel her hard nipples pressing against his chest and moaned again, her arms wrapping around him as she bent her head down and gave his shoulder a bite.

 

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Briana could not help but release a moan as Marcus gripped her long red hair and thrust up into her. She released her hold on his shoulders as he leaned her back and laid her onto the ground, her lips parting with a gasp of pleasure as he lifted her legs and held her gaze captive as he slid into her once more. Her gaze remained on his as he began to move within her and built up speed, the sound of his movements within her wet sex beginning to fill the small glen. She gripped his forearms now, her eyes drifting shut with another moan for a moment as her breasts rocked in time with the rhythm of his thrusts, a soft curse in her native tongue escaping her parted lips.

 

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Briana's eyes opened as she felt Marcus' hand moving along her cheek, her gaze meeting his as his thumb moved over her lips before trailing his hand down the length of her body. She squirmed as it brushed over her nipples, her lips remaining parted now as gasps and moans of pleasure escaped her as his long, hard cock moved quickly in and out of her, pushing deep inside of her with each thrust. She felt her belly tighten and quiver as his hand ran over it, the muscles in her thighs beginning to tremble and clench a bit as well.

"Marcus..." she breathed as she felt herself quickly approaching her limit, her eyes holding a pleading look as she longed for her release.

 

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Briana swore out again in her native tongue, her mouth falling open and her eyes squeezing shut again as Marcus began to flick and suck at her nipple. Her hands went to his back, desperately trying to pull him closer as her pussy gripped tighter around his cock, her nails raking roughly up his back as she moaned out at the pleasure he was causing within her.

Finally her body could not take it any longer. Like a sudden wave she felt her climax crash over her, making her moan out loudly and her body seize and shake, her pussy clenching and unclenching around his cock as current after current of pure bliss washed through her.

 

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Briana moaned softly as she heard Marcus' groan of release, felt him pull her to him and hold her still. She let him hold her, her limbs growing heavy now as her chest rose and fell heavily as she gradually regained her breath. Slowly she came back down to earth from her release, her hands still gripping him as her eyes gradually opened again, green eyes darkened and hazed with pleasure, looking up at him now as he laid over her.

 

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Briana had watched Marcus as he'd laid beside her, a small smile turning up the corners of her lips as his finger traced down her body, the feel of the digit grazing across her skin leaving a pleasant tingling sensation along its path in its wake. She remained relaxed upon the cloak as he piled their clothing upon her to keep her warm, watching as he took up his bottle and stepped out of the thicket, but when he did not return as quickly as she'd thought he would she sat up and glanced the way he had gone.

She could just make out his form through the brush, gazing off into the distance somewhere. He wasn't looking her way and for a moment she wondered if she should try to run again, but quickly thought better of it. He would only catch her like the had the night before, and it would only ruin the warm, satisfied feeling in her body now. Her limbs relaxed and a small but pleasant ache between her legs. No, as much as she hated to admit it, her fate lied completely in his hands now.

Rising, she took up the now unraveled tartan fabric of her kilt and wrapped it around herself to keep away the chill as she went to the edge of the thicket. She noticed that he seemed to be listening for something.

"Marcus?" she called softly to announce her presence as she moved to join him, kneeling down beside him next to the stream, "Do you hear your men?"

 

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Briana took the bottle from Marcus as he offered it, tilting it back and taking a long drink of the fresh spring water. She stopped as she felt his finger moving over her foot however and turned to look at him again, her head tilting slightly to the side with curiosity at the sight of the grin upon his face. When he turned to her and announced that he had a plan she arched an eyebrow at him, wondering what sort of plan he had come up with that seemed to have him so pleased.

"I don't know if I really have much of a choice in the matter at this point," she replied with a bit of a rueful smirk, "But yes... I am with you, Marcus."

She handed his bottle of water back to him, adding in a bit of a teasing tone, "Do I get to hear this plan of yours, or shall it be a surprise?"

 

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Briana smiled as Marcus playfully pulled her foot from under her and pinned her, his warm breath brushing over her face as she shared his plan with her.

"Life as a Roman?" she repeated, musing over his words.

It was not something she thought she would be particularly good at, nor was it something that she would have wanted under normal circumstances, but going with Marcus back to his home certainly sounded preferable to returning back to the camp. As he moved his body again and she felt him stir, felt her own body shifting against him in response, she smiled slightly. Perhaps it would not be all bad.

"I suppose I can try," she agreed as she looked up at him with a teasing smirk.