The Guardian (Closed)

Agis' eyes close softly as she touches his cheek. He never thought she was capable of compassion and forgiveness. His arms tighten as he cradles his heart against his body, hearing the words she spoke as if she cared for him.

And know that if you should ever change your mind, you are always welcome within my wood..."

With those words, he opens his eyes and looks deep into hers. "Parts of me will always remain here." He tells her just before she places his heart into his chest.

There is no pain, no anger. He does feel a sense of change as the light grows brighter. The feeling of immortality and endless power no longer residing within him. Agis reaches up, placing his hand on top of the Spirits. With a squeeze of her hand, he thanks her once again before turning to Mirela.

Walking towards her, he takes her in his arms, lifting her from the ground. He never thought he would embrace her again, or feel her warmth against his bare skin. Placing her back on her feet, he takes her face in both hands and kisses her deep.

"Where to?" He ask with a giant smile.
 
"Parts of me will always remain here."

The Spirit had smiled slightly at his words despite the sadness within her own eyes as he squeezed her hand and thanked her before turning from her and walking towards Mirela.

Mirela laughed with pure joy as Agis lifted her from the ground, happy tears rolling down her cheeks as he cradled her face within his strong hands. When he kissed her she leaned into him, returning the kiss as her arms moved to wrap around his neck and hold him tightly.

"Where to?"

She laughed again, her smile just as large as his own.

"Anywhere," she told him with another kiss, "Everywhere."

She turned her head to thank the Spirit, but found that she had already disappeared. Turning back to Agis she smiled up at him, one of her hands reaching up to loving trace her fingers over his cheek and back into his hair.

"Maybe now that we are not rushed like before we should go back to my home near the village first?" she suggested, "I could gather some money and supplies to take with us, and I could find some clothes for you in the town. We can decide where we want to go from there."
 
"...and I could find some clothes for you in the town."

Agis looks down and realizes he no longer has her cloak around him. He chuckles a little, "Yeah cloths. Guess I will be needing some.."

They set off back through the dense foliage. Their trip back taking a bit longer due to neither of them really knowing where they were. Agis had managed to find some leaves big enough to piece together and hide his nakedness. Nearing the edge of the forest, plumes of smoke rise in near distance from small little huts.

He pauses on the trail, curling his toes in the dirt of the trail. There is a definite nervousness about him as he takes in the sights. "I haven't left these woods in such a long time." He looks over at Mirela with a half forced smile. "What if they don't accept me?"

They continue a few more feet up the path to a small cottage. The grounds were covered in flowers and herbs. Stepping inside, the room was dark and cool. Fitting, given Mirela has not been here for some time. He looks around as she lets light in through opening window shutters. A small pile of wood lay next to the hearth. He takes a couple pieces and places them inside. "I'll get us a fire going." He tells her as he stokes up the fire.

A couple deep breaths as he scans the room with his eyes. Dried herbs and vegetation hand from the ceiling with a small room off to the back. "It's beautiful, kind of how I imagined it."
 
Noticing Agis' nervousness Mirela had taken his hand in hers and given it a reassuring squeeze, not letting go until they had reached her small cottage. Opening the door she'd stepped inside and had quickly set to opening all of the shutters so that they would be able to see, her little home soon filling with the warm late afternoon light. It had taken them quite a while to make it back however, as deep and somewhat lost within the wood as they had been, and she knew the light would be fading soon, and so she quickly nodded in agreement when he announced he would start a fire for them.

"Thank you," she replied with a smile at his compliment of her home.

"I don't know if I'll have enough time to go to the market and get clothes for you today before it gets dark, and honestly I'm a little tired from the journey," she commented, not to mention all that had happened the night before, "What do you say we wash up, I'll make us something for dinner, and then we can get some rest. I'll can go first thing in the morning."

She moved to the area of the room that served as her kitchen and began to gather up some mushrooms and other vegetables from her stores for a soup, then reaching up and picking off some bits of herbs from the bundles tied to the ceiling.
 
"I'll gather some water for us," he tells her, grabbing a bucket from the kitchen.

Agis walks through the side door from her kitchen are to get some water in a pail. Outside, he quickly figures out the well pump and as his muscles flex, he pushes the handle up and down, filling the pail with water. Gathering enough water for Mirela to cook with and also to fill a large pot at the hearth, he takes a moment outside, looking up at the various shades of red decorating the sky.

Placing the last bit of water in the fire pit, he fills a pitcher with water and pours it into a face dish on a table inside the kitchen. Before washing his own face, Agis takes a small cloth, folded on the table, wets it and walk behind Mirela as she preps dinner. He pulls her hair to the side, exposing her neck. He places the warm cloth at the base of her neck before giving it a small squeeze, wetting her neck and back.

He steps closer to her, his head beside hers as he moves the cloth around to her chest, above her dress. He rubs it over her bare skin, his free hand grabbing her waist. Squeezing the cloth in his large hands, his head tilts and watches as the warm water flows down her cleavage, wetting the front of her dress.

Agis runs the tip of his nose over her cheek, smelling her beauty for the first time on his own. Holding the cloth to her chest, gather what water he could with it, he lifts his free hand and begins pulling on the stings at the top of her dress.
 
Mirela had smiled softly to herself as she heard Agis approaching her from behind and felt him pull her hair aside, but had continued her work of prepping their meal.

"I see you managed the pump outside well enough on your own," she teased playfully with a smirk, then shivered as he squeezed the clothe and she felt the droplets of water running down her spine.

He moved closer then and she could feel the warmth of his body as he leaned over her, her work slowing as she felt the clothe move around to her chest and then the other at her waist, shivering again as the droplets ran down the front of her dress this time. She felt his nose against her cheek as he breathed her in, her work stopping completely now, her eyes drifting shut and heart beating faster within her chest as he ran the clothe over her skin and began to pull at the strings of her dress.

One of her hands leaving the counter, she lifted it up and began to help him, working with him to pull loose the ties at the front of her dress until the top hung open for him.
 
As her dress lays open at the top, with a single finger he slides the strap from a single shoulder. He dips his head down, kissing the bare skin. "It took a moment, bit I figured the water out thankfully,"

Agis places the cloth over her shoulder he had just been kissing then squeezes what water remained. Small drops ran down her back and chest. He drops the cloth to the counter and pulls her dress strap down to her elbow, exposing her breast to the air.

Kissing her shoulder, then up to her neck, he takes Mirela's jaw in his large hand, tilting her back to his shoulder. His mouth explores the sift skin of her neck and shoulder. The tiny trail of water now gone, Agis takes her breast in his hand, feeling her chest expand beneath his touch.

The feel of his arousal as he presses his body against her. With a low moan, his teeth gently rake her soft shoulder as his cock swells against her thigh.
 
Mirela had gasped softly as she'd felt the cool air of the cabin suddenly brush over her breast as Agis pulled down the strap of her dress. When he took her jaw in his hand, tilting her head back, she was more than happy to rest it back against his shoulder, relishing in the feel of his mouth exploring her neck and shoulder as she released a sigh.

He took her breast within his hand and she bit her bottom lip, suppressing a little whimper as she felt her nipple harden at his touch as she heard his moan and he raked his teeth over her shoulder. She leaned back against him as he pressed into her, feeling the heat of his skin through the fabric of her dress. She couldn't help but notice the feel of his swelling cock pressing into her as well, and she felt her own temperature rising in response.

"Agis.." she breathed softly.
 
His free hand moves over her shoulder, pushing the other strap from her shoulder. His lips kiss the back of her neck as he pushes the strap down her arm, exposing both her breast.

"Yes...Mirela?" He acknowledges her voice as he gently kisses her exposed back. "I know, I'm hungry too."

He stands up, pulls her hair back and lays it on her back. He grabs her waist one last time from behind, kisses her head. "I'll check on your bath water while you finish."

Agis turns, his manhood completely erect and walks back to the fireplace where he filled the large pot with water. Although there are chairs and a couch inside the room, he takes a seat directly on the floor by the fire. He tosses another log on, watching as the bright embers rose up and vanished.

He stares at the fire and the way it danced over the wood. This is what he wanted, a real life. Right?
 
"But that's not what I-.." Mirela began, turning and looking at Agis is disbelief for a moment after he'd kissed her head and walked away from her, announcing that he was going to check on her bath water.

She watched him as he walked away and sat down by the fire, the sight of his erect cock making her cheeks flush with heat as her pulse increased another fraction.

"Never mind," she murmured, pushing back up the straps of her dress and turning back to quickly finish prepping the soup.

Adding all of the ingredients into a pot, she poured some water from a pitcher that she'd already had sitting by the sink over it and then carried the pot over over to the fire. Hanging the curved metal handle of the pot from one of the swiveling hooks attached to the fireplace, she hug it over the flames to boil then with an amused smile she sat down and joined Agis on the floor.

"It will be a little while before it is ready," she told him softly, "Though there is some bread and cheese in the kitchen that I could slice up for you if you're too hungry to wait and need something to tide you over until then."
 
He watches as she walks in, hanging the cooking pot from the hooks. As Mirela joins him on the floor, he smiles at her.

"It will be a little while before it is ready," she told him softly, "Though there is some bread and cheese in the kitchen that I could slice up for you if you're too hungry to wait and need something to tide you over until then"

He takes her hands in his, "No, I'm fine. This is all just so new to me," reaching over and touching her face.

He moves closer to her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her tight to him. He moves her hair to one side, an arm holding her tight, his finger tracing the lines of her jaw and neck. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he tells her as his finger moved back to the strap of her dress. "I didn't mean to disturb you while you were cooking, you just looked so beautiful in the light."

With her shoulder on his chest, he can see she had not secured her dress. The laces loose and the front lays open. Reaching around, he caresses the top of her chest with his fingers as he kisses her neck, then cheek. His slides further inside her dress. Her firm breast rising and falling. With a low groan from his throat, his hand cups her breast tight in his palm.
 
"I didn't mean to disturb you while you were cooking, you just looked so beautiful in the light."

"You weren't disturbing me," Mirela replied with a smirk of amusement as her cheeks flushed slightly.

She wondered if he could he truly be so dense when it came to the effects that his touches had on her, or if he had been playing games with her. Already he was beginning again, his fingers tracing over her skin and making her pulse quicken once more. Her eyes closed slightly as his lips kissed her neck, drifting shut with a sigh as his hand slid within her dress. She shivered at the sound of his groan, her breath catching in her throat for a moment as his hand found her breast.

"Agis..." she sighed, her chest rising and falling deeply, then added so that there would be no confusion, her eyes opening to look at him as her hand traced up his thigh, "Don't stop this time."
 
"Don't stop this time."

He simply stares into her eyes, feeling her finger run up his thigh. He had not want to stop before., but also knew she had never been with a man and it's been hundreds of years since he touched a woman. A deep breath in as his leg twitches and his member responds immediately. He has wanted her for far to long now. This time, no spirit or tornado will sway his him.

Hooking his finger into the lacing of her dress, he pulls each, opening the front more and more. Placing his palms on her chest, he slides them up her her shoulders before pushing the straps and sleeves down her arms. He moves up on his knees, closer to Mirela now, as he kisses her and lays her gently to the floor.

Down her jaw, on her tender neck. His lips and tongue leave a small path upon her skin. His arms either side of Mirela, still strong and formidable as they flex holding his weight. The small wet trail of his tongue clearly visible as it passes thru her cleavage before turning beneath her left breast and his lips and teeth takes it's place.

Agis can feel Mirela beneath him, his large, hard cock against her dress and thigh. He continues around her breast, teeth gently raking her flesh before his lips kissing and soothing each time. His movements deliberate as he avoids her stiff nipple while moving to the other breast and continuing.
 
Mirela could feel her heart pounding within her chest as Agis pulled looses the ties of her dress even more and pushed down the straps and sleeves until the upper half of her body was fully exposed to him. She found herself lost in his kisses as he rose above her and lowered her to the floor, forgetting at first that her arms where still slightly pinned to her sides from the fabric of her pushed down dress, caught up in the feel of his lips and tongue traveling down her jaw and neck and then even further down through the valley of her breasts.

She gasped as his teeth replaced his tongue, the feel of them raking over the skin around her breast making a shiver run through her and her back arch upwards towards his mouth as her nipple hardened in response. It begged for his attention, but his mouth ignored it however, moving on to her other breast and repeating the delicious torture.

"Agis," she groaned, finally remembering herself a bit and sliding one of her arms free, the hand tracing up his side over his rib-cage, her fingertips slowly trailing over each little groove exploringly before scratching her nails softly over the skin.
 
The sharp feel of her nails crossing his exposed skin, Agis groan deep as his muscles tensed. His thick cock jumped with excitement as it hardened even more. "Yes Mirela, my love," he answered her.

He stiff little nipple standing straight up from her breast, he gives her no time to answer as he sucks it into his mouth, capturing it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Agis takes one of his hands, his weight supported now by a single muscular arm. He grasp the top of her dress, pulling it down a bit further.

He raises his mouth from Mirela's breast, a thin stream of his saliva still connecting his mouth and her nipple. He moves to the other, holding her dress down as he sucks the next into his mouth. Deep groans and moans rumble in his chest as he reaches down and runs his hand up her thigh, lifting her dress.
 
Mirela thrilled at the sensation of Agis' muscles tensing beneath his skin at her touch, a smile touching her lips as he groaned and she felt his cock jump against her thigh. When his mouth finally closed around her nipple in return though she gasped, back arching at the sensation and exhaling with a softly moaned "Ohhhhh.." When he pushed down her dress and then moved on to suck on her other nipple as well she bit her bottom lip to suppress another.

She shivered at the sensation of his own deep rumbling moans against her skin, shifting her body to help him as he lifted her dress, wanting to feel more of him against her body. She might have never been with a man before, but she was ready now to be with him, had been since their interrupted moment of passion two nights before within the wood.

"Help me take it off," she spoke softly to him, her hands tracing over his shoulders and within his long white hair.
 
"Help me take it off,"

Agis releases her breast and sits up on his knees. His long, thick dick hard between his thighs. He grabs the dress and pulls it down her waist and over her hips. The more he reveals of Mirela, the harder and more eager he becomes. Just 2 days ago, he was poised to enter her, to enter her for the first time. But it wasn't to be at that time.

Now here she lays before him yet again. Her breast and stomach in clear view for him as he shifts himself on his knees further down before pulling it off her hips and down her thighs. He pauses a moment, admiring her beauty then removes her dress completely, tossing it at her feet.

Agis runs a hand up the outside of her thigh, over her hip then back down on her inner thigh. He feels Mirela react as he gently caresses her thigh before guiding his hand up the inside of her leg. Her warmth immediately greets him as he softly touches her outer folds. With his middle finger, he slides it gently up and down her wet slit, spreading her soft petals as he does. His need for her is more than apparent as a long stream of pre cum falls from the tip of his dick.

Continuing his gentle movement, he leans down with a large strong arm beside her head, bending and flexing as he lowers himself to kiss her mouth. As his mouth touches her, a low, deep moan escapes his mouth as he lowers his cock down on her mound and stomach.

"I don't want to hurt you, remember that" he tells Mirela into her mouth.
 
Mirela had looked up at Agis as he had complied with her request and helped her slip her dress completely off of her, her hips rising up and her legs lifting slightly as he slid the fabric down her body and moving it aside. She let her eyes roam over him in appreciation as his hand roamed up and down her thigh, the muscles of her thigh flexing in response to his touch.

She should have grown accustomed to his nakedness by now, but she had not. She felt her pulse race, her stomach tighten at the sight of him. She could not imagine any other man to be so handsome. He was perfect in her eyes.

When he touched her wet folds she trembled in response, gasping softly at the sensation as his his finger slide up and down her slit. Her eyes are drawn to his cock as a stream of liquid begins to slowly leak from it. He looks so long and thick that for a moment she fears he will not be able to fit inside of her, but then becomes distracted again as he leans over her, his kisses drowning out her thoughts, until all she knows is the feel of his lips and the delicious touch of his fingers upon her sex, her body shifting beneath him in response. She moans softly with him as he lowers his cock against her.

"I don't want to hurt you, remember that."

"I know," she breathed against his lips, spreading her legs wider for him as one of her hands lovingly caressed the side of his face, "It's alright, Agis."
 
Holding himself above her by a single arm, Agis reaches between the two of them and holds his long, thick member at her entrance. Her folds are slick and coated his tip as he slipped it in place.

His eyes remained locked on Mirela's face as he pushes his hips forward. The restraint of her pussy cause him to slide up and away from her. He smiles at her as her positions himself once more. Agais holds firmly on his hardness, pushing it back down through her wet lips.

"Relax my love" he encourages her as he slowly applies force with his back and hips. He feels her begin to accept him, opening to receive his thick cock. Further and further, deeper with each gently push within her, Agis feels Mirela around him tightly.

His free hand slides up her body, passing over her breast to grip her face and hold her as he lowers his mouth to hers. As his lips contact hers, he releases a deep moan as he pushes one final time, burying his long cock deep inside Mirela.
 
"Relax my love"

Mirela nodded, her hand still resting against Agis' cheek as he looked into her eyes and attempted to push into her tightness once more. She forced herself to breath slow and deep, focusing on relaxing her body as he slowly pushed forward, her lips parting with a silent gasp at the sensation as she felt her body begin to stretch around his cockhead, wrapping around it tightly as it slowly slipped deeper.

She began to feel a bit of a pinch as he stretched her. He was so big! She could feel him stretching her, filling her to her limit, and still he sank deeper. She winced a bit, her free hand coming up to grip his shoulder, but at the same moment his hand slid up her body and touched her face, making her focus on him again as he kissed her and she relaxed again with a soft moan.

He pushed forward as he buried himself within her and she gasped against his lips, wincing slightly again and gripping his shoulders tightly.
 
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Agis pauses, holding himself deep inside her. He tight warmth surrounding his manhood causes his cock to pulse subtly. With one more tender kiss, he lifts his muscular body above her, supported by his arms.

He withdraws slightly before pushing back inside her. The feel of Mirela's grip around his cock as he sinks back inside her cause a low groan to escape his throat. Agis' eyes are fixed on Mirela. The small facial ques. The slight parting of her lips, all made him desire her more. Each time he pulls back, he presses himself deeper inside her as a small pulse is sent down the length of his shaft.

The strength of his thrust increases with his pace. Her arousal becomes apparent to him as he feels her wetness build around him. He touches her face, placing his hand against her cheek as he starts forcefully pushing inside her. With each thrust, he can feel himself grow harder.
 
Mirela felt her body begin to relax and accommodate Agis' girth, stretching around him as he slowly began to move again within her. She felt the discomfort fade as new pleasurable sensations took quickly began to take its place, making her lips part as her breathing quickened and her heart raced within her chest.

His pace increased slightly and she felt herself growing wetter around him, the sound of it beginning to reach her ears. She started to lower her gaze from his, feeling a little embarrassed by it, but then felt him touch her face, her eyes moving back to look into his in response. He pushed into her and she quickly forgot her embarrassment, her eyes widening slightly and a moan of pleasure escaping her.

"Oh gods," she breathed in amazement as he thrust in and out of her, warmth spreading through her.
 
Agis entwines his fingers inside her, holding her hands tightly inside his. Stretching Mirela's arms above her head, his hops thrusting into her as he feels her grow wetter around him.

He drops his head to hers, his mouth taking hers as he kisses her with an animalistic passion. Longer and deep thrust as his desire and passion grows within him. He knows he can not maintain this pace, this level of arousal much longer.

He stops for a moment, chest swelling with each deep breath. Suddenly, without warning, Agis grabs her hip and rolls to his left, pulling Mirela atop him as he does. Freeing her hands, he runs them from her stomach upwards, cupping and squeezing her breast as he lift his hips upwards against her. Her knees either side him, he can feel her on top of him, straddling his cock.
 
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Mirela had moaned against Agis' lips as his mouth had taken hers, returning his passionate kiss as he'd thrust deeply within her, her body beginning to instinctively respond and move beneath him as more moans and gasps and sounds of pleasure escaped her, her hands tightly gripping his own as his fingers gripped and entwined with hers. When he paused for a moment, breathing deeply, her chest rose and fell as well, her lips parted slightly still as she breathed in and out and felt his breath brushing against her face.

Then he moved her, rolling as he gripped her until she suddenly found herself on top and straddling him, his shaft still buried within her as his hands released hers and moved up her body. She felt them slide over her stomach and breasts, squeezing them as he pushed upwards against her and making her gasp aloud and grind back against him at the sensation.

"Oh gods, Agis," she groaned as she did, letting her body guide her as she slowly began to move upon him more and explore which motions brought the most pleasure.
 
His hands explore her body from below, tracing the lines of Mirela's body with the tips of all his fingers. Her jaw and parted lips, the pulse rushing through her neck, her shoulders flexing as she moved with her passion, the way her ribs expand to fill with for each breath and moan.

Agis loved the feel of her using his body to experiment and explore her pleasures. He dare not interfere, he wanted her know what what true pleasure is like, as he rest his hands on her hips. The movement of her body over his, the tightness of her surroundings him is more than Agis even hoped would be.

He feels himself swell within her. Each time and strong throb at the end as his breathing becomes deeper and more frequent. "Oh, god Mirela," he moans out, his shutting and head dropping back to the floor. He digs his fingers into her hips as his own passion begins to rise and take hold.

"Uuugggg" he groans from deep inside his chest as his muscles tense beneath his skin. He can feel his cock harden further inside her as it pulses and twitches as his orgasm approaches rapidly.
 
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