Waiting for Eternity
The flag stones of the keep floor were cold. Not a soul moved in the vacant halls and rooms. The air hung heavy in the dead of night. The pale moon beams passed through the arched windows, placing speckles of light on the stark walls and floor.
A lone silhouette danced across the wall as someone passed through the moonlight. Not a sound was made as the figure skulked across the open hallway covered head to toe in black. Another ripple of shadow as the figure darted from column to column, each time checking both directions before flitting across the hallway.
The figure moved with purpose and direction as it knew well every nook and cranny of the old keep. It knew what rooms were behind each door, which doors were locked and more importantly where the guards were patrolling. The figure paused as one of the guards crossed the mouth of the hallway. The 'clink' of the chain mail faded as he moved on unaware of the black presence moving behind.
The figure stopped outside one of the doors and listened. There was no sound, but the soft glow of lamplight poked through the crack at the bottom of the wooden door. Not even a breath was taken as the figure pushed lightly on the door. Slowly the door moved inwards and the crack of light spilt into the hallway. With another quick look in both directions the figure disappeared into the room, closing the door behind casting the hallway into dark stillness.
Inside the room was warm and well lit. A fire crackled in the corner making shadows dance and sway. The figure pressed itself against the door and turned the lock. The room was lavish; blood red carpet covered the floor and large tapestries depicting battles from long ago hung from the walls. Thick curtains hung across the windows keeping prying eyes from seeing in. A man stood next to the fire, tall with long dark hair that flowed around his broad shoulders. He had his back turned to the door so he did not see the figure enter. He was dressed only in a flimsy blue robe that hung off his shoulders. The fine muscle definition of his upper body was bathed in the fire light. In fact from the right angle the newcomer could see right through the robe. In the man's hand was a wine goblet and a half empty bottle sat on the table.
The figure silently crept behind the man, each heart beat bringing it closer and closer. The man remained, silent and unaware. Then, with the swiftness of a cat, the figure lunged at the man
The goblet fell to the floor and emptied its content on to the carpet, dying it a deeper red. The man let out a grunt as he caught his assailant by the wrists.
"I've been expecting you." He said with a harsh whisper.
The figure struggled in the iron grip but was unable to break free. With ease the man lifted the figure from the floor and tossed it aside.
The man's assailant landed on one of the velvet divans by the window. Quickly it was on its feet and came at the man again. This time the man moved to the side and caught the figure from behind, grasping it in a bear hug.
The figure squirmed and wriggled as the man held it tight in his brawny arms.
"You don't expect to win do you?" the man whispered. The figure remained silent. "What are you looking for in Sword-Master Kerr's room?"
The figure answered by squirming more.
"Not talking eh? I have ways to make you talk."
The man pulled the struggling figure to the divan and threw it down. Quickly he had the figure pinned with one hand. With the other he pulled off the hood that hid the figure's face.
Long red hair fell from the confinements of the hood and a delicately pale face appeared with red lips and dark penetrating eyes.
A sly smile crept across Turina's face as she looked into Kerr's equally dark eyes.
"So are you going to make me talk?" she said with a rasp.
"You know I will." Kerr replied and he pushed her down onto the divan.
Turina's legs opened and the dark cloak she was wearing fell away to reveal nothing but bare skin. The fire light danced off her pale complexion as her legs wrapped around Kerr, squeezing him to her. The heat of their bodies combined as their naked flesh pressed against each other.
"I have been waiting for an eternity." Kerr whispered as his lips found Turina's in a passionate exchange.
Kerr's mouth continued its heated trip down Turina's body as she shed the robes that confined her. Kerr's tongue caressed her as it slid down her chest and across her breasts.
Turina's hands grasped Kerr's long hair as his mouth covered her nipples. Her hands raked down the silk robe that covered his muscular back as his tongue played around her erect nipples.
Turina let out a long, rumbling moan as Kerr's head moved further down her body. Soon she could feel him stoking the inside of her thigh with his masterful tongue. Her legs quivered with anticipation and he moved closer and closer to her womanhood. A shot of pleasure surged through Turina's body as Kerr's tongue slid into her. Kerr forced her legs wider as he worked his tongue around her button.
Turina's fingers grasped Kerr's thick arms as he continued to flick the tip of his tongue faster and faster. She could feel the pleasure building as her body tensed and her breathing became rapid and heavy.
"By Aula!" she shouted as the orgasm exploded through her being. Her whole body shook as Kerr continued to lap her as she convulsed again and again. "Enough!" she shouted and pulled Kerr's head up. "For the love of Lampar, put it in me."
Kerr quickly obliged and climbed over Turina's subtle body to cover it with his. His hard member pressed against her and soon found her moist opening. Turina let out a gasp of pleasure and Kerr replied with a rumbling moan.
They embraced and kissed passionately as their bodies moved together to push Kerr deeper and deeper inside Turina. Each thrust produced a moan of ecstasy from both people as they rolled and turned on the divan.
Kerr withdrew himself and turned Turina over to place her on her knees. "Oh!" she gasped with surprise before letting out a sigh of pleasure as Kerr entered her from behind. Kerr's strong body pounded against Turina's delicate frame as he pushed himself into her with all his might. Each thrust forced Turina into the side cushion of the divan and forced an explosion of air from her lungs.
"Oh….. Yes," she said over and over again as Kerr grasped her hips and puller her back on this throbbing tool. "Harder…. Harder," she begged as she felt another orgasm approaching. Beads of sweat ran down both their brows and the room was filling with the scent of sex.
Kerr grabbed Turina around the waist and pulled her backwards till she was on top with him on his back and her straddling him. He held her up by the hips and started to thrust upwards with quick, powerful strokes. Turina grasped her breasts and threw her head back as she felt the ecstasy rising to it peak.
Kerr half growled as he thrust harder and faster. The whole divan shook with their movements and the wooded frame creaked below them.
"Ohhhhh, Kerr!" Turina screamed to the ceiling as the orgasm wracked her body again. Her vagina convulsed in spasms, emptying her juices over Kerr's throbbing member.
"Oh my." She said looking down at the mess she had made.
"Don't worry about it." Kerr said as he pulled himself from her. Turina's rasping breath slowed slightly and she was almost too weak to move, but Kerr was not finished with her yet. He picked her up and laid her on the divan again. He moved over her and pulled her legs onto his shoulders. Turina bit her lip as he slid into her and bend her legs back till they were over her head. Kerr smiled as he stared into her eyes and started to thrust again. The sound of his stomach slapping against her filled the room and he drove her deep in to the cushions of the divan.
Turina grasped the side of the divan as Kerr thrust faster and faster. She could feel him manhood growing inside her and the expression on his face changed to one of complete lust. The feeling of him filling her made her close her eyes and let out a sigh with each of his powerful thrusts.
With one last blow Kerr's face contorted with ecstasy as he exploded inside Turina. She let out a little squeal and wrapped her arms around his sweat soaked back. Soon it was over and Kerr fell forward onto her chest with a sigh of exhaustion.
They held each other for what seemed like an eternity before Kerr finally peeled himself off Turina. Turina wiped Kerr's sweat from herself with a towel and pulled the black cloak around her.
"Remember no one is to know about this," she said in a stern tone.
"I risk just as much as you," Kerr replied as he took a gulp from the wine bottle.
Turina finished dressing and went to the door. She listened for any sign of movement before unlocking it. She pushed the door open slightly and peered into the empty hallway.
"Good night….. Baroness," Kerr said as he pulled his robe around his body.
Turina gave him a dark glare before disappearing out the door.