The Guardian (Closed)

Her anxiousness eased a bit my Agis' smile and his encouragement that she was free to touch any part of him that she wished, Mirela smiled a bit as well and edged closer to him as he sat directly before her. Reaching out she tentatively began to trace her fingers down the length of his long, hard cock as it stood out before her, starting at the tip and sliding down to the base.

"Oh..." she breathed in wonder, marveling at the feel as she traced her finger over a vein.

Wrapping more of her hand around it, she slid back up its length again.
 
A deep breath exits Agis's mouth as her hand slide back upwards. His gaze alternating between her eyes and her hand. His hips move up with her hand, not wanting to relinquish her grip.

"Aaahhhhhh" he exhales again, his lips parted

Leaving a hand on the floor, Agis reaches up, touching her face with a finger. "That feels nice" he says softly. "You can grip it harder, both hands" encouraging her. Agis wants her to explore, feel the sensations that build through arousal.

His eyes close as the sensations of pleasure run through his body. His hand moves to the side of her face, his thumb stroking her lips as he does. Agis relaxes his neck, his head falling to his back. A deep noise rumbles through his chest again.

With a hand on the side of ger head, Agis pulls her towards him. His strength clearly present as he does so. He lifts his head upright, staring into her face. He pulls on Mirela's head once more, pulling her face towards his chest.
 
Mirela had watched with fascination at Agis' reaction to her touch upon his cock. At his words of encouragement she'd smiled and nodded slightly, following his instructions and wrapping both hands around him as she'd gripped him tighter and continued to stroke up and down his cock.

She watched the pleasure play out upon his face as his eyes closed, kissed the pad of his thumb as it stroked her lips. When he pulled her she moved closer, eventually releasing him for a moment as he pulled her face towards his chest so that she could reposition herself.

Shifting herself to her knees, she moved so that she was now straddling his legs as she faced him, grabbing her dress as it hung bunched around her waist and dragging it with her as she sat upon the top of his thighs and leaned forward to kiss his chest. She kissed and tasted the skin of his chest as he had her before, her mouth moving upwards towards his neck and her hands reached down between them past the fabric of her dress and continued her stroking.
 
He straightens his back, offering his chest to her. The soft feel of her lips touching his large muscular chest. Agis reaches, placing his hands on the fabric of Mirela's dress at the back of her thighs.

They grip hard on her thighs. The sweet smell of berries that line her hair touching his nose. "Gggrrrrrrr" rumbles from his cgest, deep and animalistic. Her hand wrapped around his large cock, sliding the skin up and down his ridged shaft. The precum begins to exit the tip before running slowly down to Mirela's palm. He knows he will not last much longer like this.

He suddenly pulls her towrds himself. Hands sliding up to just beneath her ass as he does. Mirela's body pressesed firmly against his cock with her dress separating the two. His head hangs down veside her's. His breath deep and full. "If want it, go on. It's yours. He tells her as his grip her ass tight, holding her against him.
 
Mirela gasped softly as Agis suddenly pulled her towards him, a thrill of excitement running through her at the sound of his deep, animalistic growl and the feel of his hands sliding up her thighs as he pressed her against him. She could feel her palm sliding against the skin of his shaft as she gripped him, wetter now from the liquid that had begun to ooze from the tip. She shivered at the feel of his hot breath against her ear and the deepness of his tone as he hung his head down next to hers and spoke to her.

"If you want it, go on. It's yours."

She'd paused for a moment as he'd spoken. She could feel the long, thick heat of his rod throbbing in her hand, could feel the arousal in his tone and in his voice and driving on her own desire as well. She didn't want to stop.

"I want it," she whispered back as she continued, her pace quickening and her grip tightening around him as she turned her head to kiss and then nip his neck softly.
 
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With her lips and then teeth on his neck, the tiny hairs upon his back rise. Palms of his hands grip and hold her ass before he slowly lifts her to his lap. Tight at his waist now, Agis moves to his knees, lifting Mirela with as he does. Slowly and gently, he lays her upon the cave floor, easing himself on top of her.

Like a thirst he never tought would be quenched, his kiss took her lips with pure exstacy. Reaching between the two of them, fingers and hand fumble with her dress and shift. Handfuls of the two material bunchs in his hand before pulling them upwards to her waist.

Lifting himself up on his hand, his cock aches from it's stiffness as it fills his other one. Mirela's thighs felt warm and smooth against his body. Fingers grip tighter around his cock before gently parting her moist lips. A loud sigh passes Agis-s lips from the instant pleasure that washed over him.

Slow, small movements up and down her wet slit quickly moistens the head of his cock. His eyes lock on hers as his fist holds his thick cock at her entrance.

"You sure you're ready?" He ask yet again, knowing what she gives now she will never get back.
 
Mirela's hands shifted to grasp Agis' shoulders as he carefully lifted her and then lowered her down and laid her out upon the cave floor beneath him. She gazed up at him, her eyes taking him in for a moment before his lips found hers and they drifted shut as he kissed her, a soft noise of pleasure emitting from her lips as she kissed him back in return.

Her eyes open again and her lips part with a silent gasp of surprised pleasure as his cockhead parted her slickened lips and began to move up and down her wetness before holding himself still at her entrance.

"You sure you're ready?"

She pauses a moment to fully consider his question before giving a small nod, then voicing her answer as well as her eyes hold his gaze.

"I'm sure."
 
As he begins to enter Mirela, Agis feels his body tense. The muscles down his spine compress and strain his back. Deep rumbles from within the core of his body. Agis knew at that moment she was not finished with him and Forest had no intentions on letting him leave.

Agis backs off Mirela, clawing at the ground as he moved back into the dark depths of the cave. The pain and agony that was his prison just days before has reclaimed him. Muscles shift, bones pop and crack as the torment of his capture us made apparent to him once again.

The light from their fire is bright to his eyes as he peers back in the direction of Mirela. He suddenly comes to grip with the hold she has on him. For the first time in hundreds of life times, he did not choose his form.

From a dark corner within the cave, his eyes glow a deep red. "She will not allow this. us." A deep breath blows a small cloud of dust as a large black wolf walks into the light. "She will never let me leave. I belong to her."
 
As soon as Agis had begun to tense and Mirela saw the look on his face she knew that something was terribly wrong. Before she could say anything though he was suddenly backing away, doubled over and clawing at the ground like a scared and frantic animal as he disappeared into the back of the cave where she could no longer see him.

But she could hear him.

She bolted upright with a frightened jerk and clutched the fabric of her clothes to her chest as she stared with wide eyes into the blackness of the cave in horror at the sounds she was hearing. The shifting and cracking of bones and flesh rang in her ears.

He was shifting to another form.. but why? It was obvious to her that this sudden change now was not of his own choosing.

Then suddenly it stopped. She felt a sense of dread wash over her at the sudden quiet within the back of the cave.

"Agis?..."

It was then that she saw his eyes, not the pale blue she was now so familiar with, but deep red and glowing eyes that peered out at her hauntingly from within the dark.

"She will not allow this. Us."

She shivered at his words, her hands trembling hands clutching the fabric within them tighter as the large black wolf stepped into the light where she could see him, entirely different from the white wolf form that he'd previously chosen for himself.

"She will never let me leave. I belong to her."

Mirela knew the 'she' that he must be referring to. The spirit of the forest that he had spoken to her of before. Despite her fear and confusion as to what exactly was happening she shook her head adamantly in response to his words, refusing to accept them. She rose, the fabric of her clothes falling from around her to the floor of the cave as she rushed to him, her nakedness momentarily forgotten as she knelt before him.

"No. You don't." she insisted, her hands smoothing over the black fur of his cheeks as she looked into his eyes, reminding herself that they were still his despite their fearful appearance, "Agis, I-"

"Yes he does!" a stern voice suddenly called from the entrance of the cave, interrupting Mirela and causing her to turn her head around in sharply in surprise as an unexplained gust of wind blew in around them, causing her to shiver and for the fire to dance wildly before it suddenly stopped just as quickly as it had began.

Her eyes went wide in fear and awe at the sight of the woman before her, though she could not exactly be called a woman, for she knew without a doubt that this must be the Spirit of the Forest appearing before her now.

"Have you forgotten your vows to me, Agis?" the Spirit asked him, her anger obvious on her beautiful face, her brown eyes flashing and her auburn hair billowing around her in an unfelt breeze, "You would dare betray me by breaking them with this.. human?!"
 
No. You don't.

Her words ring through his head as Mirela's arms wrap around his thick, muscular neck. The warmth of her body and soul calm him for a moment, just as it has the last couple of days. He nestles his head against hers, feeling the rage within him subside within her arms. His peace was not meant to be however.

"Yes he does!"

Her all to familar voice echoed through the walls of the cave. Dust and sand fill the blowing wind as it forces the embers of their fire to shoot towards the ceiling.

Agis bears his teeth, growling in protest as Mirela turns to face the voice. His body squats down, before laying flat on his stomach against the floor. Large teeth and snarl meant to intimidate as his defensive growl is suddenly a low whimper. His defiance is futile.

"Have you forgotten your vows to me, Agis?"

He shamelessly loweres his gaze. With low whimpers signifying his submission, Agis looks to the Spirit and gazes upon her beauty. "I have not" he answers, ears flat against his large head.

"You would dare betray me by breaking them with this.. human?!"

Agis crawls on his stomach, tail tucked between his hind legs. "I would never betry you." He tries to assure the spirt, placing his body between the Spirt and Mirela.

"My vow is to protect this forest and I do. I've killed numerous humans in your name over these years. This one, she means no harm here," he addresses her, lifting his head to speak clearly.
 
"LIES!!" the Spirit cried in outrage, "You say that you would never betray me, but your actions show otherwise!"

She stepped forward, her eyes looking down at Agis accusingly as he crawled on his stomach before her in submission.

"You know very well your vow was deeper than that," she reminded him, "You gave me your heart, Agis. I, who loved and cared after you when all others had abandoned you and left you to die utterly alone. I gave you a new life and a purpose, and in return you promised to love and protect me until the end of your 1,000 years of service. Then you would be free to live out your days within the peace and safety of the paradise of my woods as your reward... But now I find you breaking your vows to me and trying to give yourself to her instead!.."

Her gaze turned to Mirela, eyes flashing again and making the young woman freeze like a startled doe as their eyes locked.

"...Even making plans to leave together and abandon my forest to be unprotected!"

Her gaze narrowed vengefully upon the woman.

"Whether she means it or not, she causes harm none-the-less."
 
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Agis scoots on his belly, back from the spirit as he yields to the Lady of the forest, to his Queen. Her anger and words of lies frightens him as he is aware of her power and her wrath. "Forgive me my Lady" he whimpers quietly.

Agis shields his eyes from Mirela. He knows they are not true, they are what the Spirit wants Mirela to see. The piercing dark red iris meant to frighten her. He knows he was a fool to question her.

"Whether she means it or not, she causes harm none-the-less."

With those words, almost a command, Agis feels himself grow sronger. Much stronger than he had ever felt. Lifting himself upon his four large paws, the black fur standing on the back of his neck. Head low towards the floor as large white teeth came to bear beneath his snarl. Gone is the cowardly whimpers as Agis turns his attention towards Mirela.

Blood red eyes, long strands of saliva drip from his upturned lips. His tongue licks his dagger size teeth. "I would never abandon you my Lady" he assures her in a deep growling voice.

His massive body presses towards Mirela. The scent of her fear is evident to his aroused senses. His muzzle moves over her bare skin. A long trail of saliva falling onto her breast. A moist, forceful exhale blows her hair back as his nose reaches her neck.

He has not forgotten her, nor has he shunned his feelings for Mirela. It is now evident to Agis why he surrendered his heart.
 
At the Spirits accusing words towards her, Mirela watched with surprise and fear as Agis' demeanor seemed to instantly change in response. Before, even as he'd lain in submission before the Spirit she could tell that he was trying to protect her from the Spirit's wrath, placing himself between them like a barrier as he'd tried to console his mistress, but now...

Her eyes widened in disbelief as he turned on her; blood red eyes fixed on her with his teeth bared, raised hackles as he pressed in, his muzzle just a breath away from her throat. She flinched slightly at his sudden, forceful exhale; having to force herself not to shrink away as she felt his saliva running down her chest.

"Agis?.." she breathed, her voice trembling.

Her earlier words to him came flashing through her mind.

"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..."

"Please... I know this isn't you.." she whispered to him, forcing back her fear as she reached out a hand to him, smoothing it over his fur as she looking into his eyes, "You're not a monster, Agis."
 
His breathing slows as his chest fills with air. Her soft words take him back to the time they spent inside the tree. Mirela's voice had a hint of fear on it this time. That was something Agis found difficult to accept. With each fill of his lungs, her scent filled his memories.

His cold, wet nose nuzzled her neck for a moment, his eyes closing as she gently stroked his hide. Stepping away, he turns his attention back to the Lady, his mistress. "You promised me freedom once my service was complete. Freedom to live the remainder of my life within these these woods." He stands yet again between the spirt and Mirela. His large muscular body tense, ears flat on his head. "You never said it had to be alone."

He steps back, closer to Mirela. He can feel her warm body against his as he takes a stand in the direction of the spirit. He knows what the Spirit is capable of. Her might is limitless as is her wrath. In his nearly one thousand years of service, he bore witness to many atrocities by her hand. Floods, tornadoes even fire. All, he felt, were meant to wipe humans from these woods.

"She is kind," he speaks in a calm tone to the Spirit, "she is not like all the others."
 
Mirela had noticed with surprise as Aris' breathing slowed and he seemed to respond to her words. When he nuzzled her neck with his nose she let out a soft breath of relief, thankful that whatever hold the Spirit had on him had not taken him from her completely.

She watched as he turned and addressed the Spirit again, once more trying to intervene on her behalf. Her body leaned in against his own as it shielded her, hands gripping his fur as she peered around him to watch the Spirit's reaction. For a moment she wondered if she should speak up as well, but then thinking of the Spirit's obvious disdain for her at the moment thought it unwise, not wanting to risk angering her further.

The Spirit too had been surprised when her control over Agis had seemingly been over powered by the soft words and mere touch of the woman. How could this be?! For a moment her anger had been overtaken by her shock, and she'd listened in amazement as he'd turned and defended the woman again.

"She is kind," he speaks in a calm tone to the Spirit, "she is not like all the others."

She stared at him with her beautiful brow furrowed, her gaze moving from him to the woman as she peered from behind him. She knew what Agis said was true. She had been aware of Mirela's presence in her wood before, knew that the woman had visited there often throughout her life and yet had never caused any harm to the plants and animals within her sacred wood... but her impact upon Agis troubled the spirit, and there was still the matter of his betrayal to his vows, for he had intended to give himself to this woman and run away with her before his service was completed.

"Very well, perhaps she is not worthy of death for her part in all of this," she relented, her gaze once more upon Agis, the anger returning, though less than before, "But she is still a distraction for you from your duties as my Guardian, a negative influence. I will consider it again once your time of service to me is completed, but for now you will take her back to her village and keep your distance from her, as you should have done from the very beginning!"

Perhaps she would be able to convince him to reconsider his wish to be with the mortal before the time came, she thought. At least this would buy her some time. Her eyes locked on his in warning.

"Disobey and there will be consequences."

With that said there was another rush of wind, a swirling of leaves surrounding the Spirit, and then suddenly she was gone just as instantly as she had appeared.
 
Agis breaths a sigh of relief as the Spirit spares Mirela from certain death. He can sense the fear in her and the trimble of her hands on him. Stepping just a bit closer, offering what he could to comfort Mirela further. He knows he promised Mirela to run off with her, to live out his life with her, but his oath is to these woods. Atleast for a short time still.

The spirits words hang in the air, her consequences are truth, Agis turns to Mirela with his head low, nuzzling against her bare body. "I can take you home in the morning, or anywhere else you'd like to go," he softly tells her.

His large head lifts to face her, even though it pained him to look at her directly . The blood red color dark within his eyes as he turns his face from her. "We should rest, we have a journey ahead of us.

Laying at her back, Agis curls around her, keeping her warm, safe and secure. He slowly drifts off to sleep after watching the cave entrance for what could have been hours. As they slept, the crystal blue of his eyes returned but he remained a wolf..a large black powerful beast.
 
Still shaken by the encounter with the Spirit and the evening's sudden turn of events, Mirela had been in such shock from all that had just happened that she'd only nodded in response to Agis' remarks as he'd spoken softly to her after.

He offered to take her wherever she'd like to go, but where could she go other than back to the village if he was not going with her? The thought alone made her want to burst into tears, but she did her best to hold them back. Her heart broke at the knowledge that they would not be able to leave the wood together as they had planned, would not even be able to see one another again until his service to the woods was completed.

She remained quiet as they laid down to rest and he curled around her. She laid her head upon him and settled back into his fur, he and the fire keeping her warm despite her nakedness. It took a while but eventually she slept, albeit fitfully, her body beginning to tremble from a nightmare in the early hours of the morning.
 
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Sleep indeed elude Agis for most of the night. Minus the occasional nap, he layed with Mirela, not wanting to leave her. Many scenarios ran through his mind. He could get up and walk from the cave this very night and fulfill his vow. He could escort her to her village or elsewhere and return to the woods, but none made him happier than the thought of leaving with her. How could he ask or even expect Mirela to accept the consequences of him defying the Spirit?

Feeling her shake, twitch and jump beneath him as she slept. Agis rubs his head over her body. Her bare skin warm from the fire. He comforts her in the only way his current form allows. His wide, moist tongue over the exposed skin of her ribs. He nuzzles closer, wanting to ease her mind and calm her dreams.

With his comforting lick, his large tongue brushes over her breast and nipple. He can feel it respond immediately as he did. With a second, he moves to her neck, a deep, wet breath escapes his cold nose in a loud and forceful exhale.

Thoughts and memories go back to just the night before, where she accepted him, where Mirela was ready to give herself to him fully. His large cock grows beneath him with these thoughts. He shifts beneath her, rubbing his head over her chest. He can hear the thumping of her heart within her chest.

"Shhhh...no one will harm you" he tries to assure her in a low whisper.

Agis is unsure at this moment if he will ever be his true form again. He feels it's possible he is damned to walk as a wolf for all eternity now. But how would she see him? Would she only see the beast?
 
Slowly Agis' gentle nuzzles and licks had begun to rouse Mirela enough to soothe her a bit and reach to her through the nightmare, her fearful shaking and twitching against him eventually easing some. Hearing his low whisper she began to awaken even more, her body shifting against him and pushing in closer as her hands flexed against him and gripped softly at his fur.

"Agis?.." she murmured, her voice still holding a tremor of fear as she struggled to shake off the dream.

Her eyes slowly blinked awake, taking him in. He was still in the menacing black wolf form from the night before, and she could not help but feel a pang of remorse at this fact, longing to be held within the arms of his true form instead, but she was grateful at least that his eyes had returned to normal and she could gaze upon the familiar blue once again.

She reached out a hand, softly brushing her fingers over his cheek.

"Is it morning?"
 
Agis lays his head beside her, relieved the nightmare no longer plays in her head. "Soon my Mirela. You were having a bad dream."

Agis can feel himself settle. His senses not as acute as they were the previous night. His thoughts are his once more, his body not as tense or demanding of him. Could it be possible that, the further the spirit is from him, the less control she has over him? It would make sense. Why else would she want to confine him to these woods.

"Mirela," he calls, turning to look at her as he slowly stands from beneath her. "I have no intention of returning you to your village. My future is with you, not a prisoner to these woods."

He looks out the cave, the sun rising in the distance. As he closes his eyes, the warm rays of the morning landing on his fur covered body, his change is apparent. Snaps and cracks are heard as grits his teeth, enduring the pain as he has for close to 1000 years. He mutters nothing, channeling all the discomfort and pain, suppressing it inward until he lays face down at the entrance, naked and his true form once again.

"I..." He struggles through his deep breaths, "I think as she grows more distant, her power weakens over me."
 
Mirela, who had raised herself up into a sitting position as Agis had moved out from beneath her and to the entrance of the cave, let out a soft cry of surprise as she looked upon him laying face down at the entrance, once more in his true form.

She could not believe her eyes. For a moment as he'd begun to change again, just after his declaration that he would not do as the Spirit had commanded and return her to the village, she'd feared it was the Spirit's influence again, some kind of punishment for his continued defiance.

Relief flooded through her and she rushed to his side, her body draping over his and her face burying itself within his hair at the side of his neck.

"Oh Agis!" she breathed, her voice full of emotion as warm tears of joy misted her eyes and dropped softly onto him, "After last night I'd feared I might never see your true form again."
 
Her warm tear runs down his chest. He reaches up with hishand and holds her head against him firmly. This is what he longs for, what he has desired for hundreds of years.

"Mirela, listen to me" he ask of her, laying his head against her's, still his hand holding her tight. "I will not abandon you, I want to live out the remainder of my life at your side."

Agis leans back, turning his head to face Mirela. He runs a thumb below each eye, catching her tears before they fell. If that means another thousand years or just the end of this day, it will be with you."

He wraps his arms around her and pulls her to his lap. His hug is strong and secure as he holds her to him. Agis smiles into her eyes then kisses each one.

"There is something I must do. I must retrieve something that belongs to you now, something she still possess." He tells her. "You can wait for me here, if you go, who knows what will happen."

He kisses Mirela's lips, never wanting to forget how she feels or taste, as his body reacts to the passion of being close to her once more.
 
Mirela leans into Agis' kiss and wraps her arms around him in return. Words could not express how relieved she was to be back in his embrace, the feel of his skin and lips against her own. She pulled back slightly, her eyes looking into his own.

"Wherever you are going, I want to go with you," she told him urgently, "If she comes to you again and I am not with you then she will know that you disobeyed her order. I don't want to stay here alone worrying if you will return to me or not.

Her hands moved up to lovingly caress the sides of his face, a face she'd feared she'd never see again.

"Are you sure about this? What is it that you must retrieve? Will it help you be able to leave the forest with me? If not then leave it. All I want is you Agis."
 
His hand craddles Mirela's face, his eyes deep into her's. "She possesses what I want to give to you freely, my heart."

Agis takes her hand, places it over his chest. There is a void, an absence of a beat. His hand hold her's her face tight, his thumb caressing the tender skin of her cheek. "She keeps it within the oak, where you and I met. It is what binds me here and I believe binds me to her."

He wraps his arms around her once more, holding her to him. "We need to go then. It will take us some time to reach the old oak."

Agis helps Mirela to her feet before standing himself. He looks down at his naked body. He stoops down and retrieves her cloak, wrapping it around himslf once more. Taking Mirela's hand, he looks at her once more. "We can find something more fitting later."

He takes her hand inside his as they approach the entrance to the cave. "You're certain you want to go? I could not live if something happened to you."

They exit the cave and head down the path they travelled the previous day.
 
Mirela had not believed her ears at first when she'd heard Agis say that it was his heart that he wanted to retrieve for her, but has he placed her own hand upon his chest and she searched for it now, she could notice the distinct absence of a heartbeat. When he explained further, she realized why it was so important that he go and reclaim it before they could leave the wood.

She nodded in agreement as he said it was time to go, and as Agis had reached down and retrieved her cloak to put it on himself, Mirela too had reached down and picked up her dress and sheath, slipping them back on and adjusting them upon herself before taking his offered hand and exiting the cave with him.

She gave a nod in response to his question and gave his hand a squeeze.

"I'm certain. My future is with you now, Agis. Wherever you go, I will go with you."
 
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