"Changing the law is one thing, but changing someone's idea... It's just - people are stubborn, Abby. Stubborn and stupid, and probably not in that order. Most of them don't like admitting they're wrong. Not to themselves and certainly not to others..."
Looking into the flames, he added: "But if anyone can make them change their mind, I think you can. You're one of the kindest people I know and anybody knowing you longer than a few moments will realize that and start looking further than your ears..."
For a while only the crackling of twigs in the fire could be heard. Abigail smiled to herself. It was the first time she had ever mentioned this dream to anyone and he hadn't dismissed it as idle fancy. And even when he was serious, he managed to give her a compliment.
"Like you did?" she said coyly.
Ukko groaned softly.
"Are you going to remind me of that for the rest of my life?"
He thought ruefully back to the day Dlanor had introduced Abigail to the group. Transfixed by her beauty he'd tried to be graceful but all he could say was: "I'm Ukko. Nice ears."
Abigail smirked.
"Well, for a few years more anyway."
"Anyway. Even if you have to do it one stubborn commoner at a time... I'll help."
"I hardly think you standing behind them waving your swords around is going to help," she laughed.
"I was thinking more along the lines of buying them drinks."
In only two days they would arrive in Carlin, Ukko reflected. Just two more days to decide if there was there was more between them than just friends. If there was anything at all. If he wanted to tell her how he felt, he had to tell her before they joined the others.
He knew himself. He didn't have the courage to breach the subject with anyone else present, let alone the rest of the group. It was ridiculous really, that he was afraid of being laughed at by the same people who had saved his life and whose lives he had helped save. He had laughed in the face of troll warriors, insulted a storm giant and he just didn't have it in him to approach Abigail and tell her the truth.
"Speaking of drinks, can I have some more...."
Ukko was already offering the waterskin to her.
"...apple wine. Thank you."
Her hand moved over his as she reached for the wineskin and lingered.
Time narrowed down as the inviting smile she gave him melted away any control he had built up in the past hours.
She won't mind one kiss, he reasoned. After all, what would one kiss be after last night?
He grabbed her wrists and pushed her backwards, putting his weight on his arms to force her onto her back. The waterskin fell to the ground, the wine splattering over her leg.
"Ukko... what the... mmmhh... No!! Ukko!! Mmhh... stop it!!"
She struggled wildly to get her hands free, trying to get away, but he held her down with considerable ease. When he relaxed his grip somewhat she bit his nose. He screamed in pain and seemed to come to his senses. He let go of her wrists and his face went ashen.
"Not so, Ukko," Abigail panted. "Never... that way."
She sat up again and rubbed her wrists.
Guhl, drop me to the Abyss, he thought. I just tried to force her. It's over.
"I don't know what happened to me, I wanted... I-I mean," he stammered. "I can't get you out of my mind, I keep thinking of how it was last night and I know you only want to be friends, but ever since I met you, I hear your voice singing in my head and feel your hands on my face. Madairika help me, Abby, but you drive me crazy..."
Abigail was stunned. She drove him crazy? The blood rushed to her face and she put her hands on the ground to stop them from trembling.
"Go on," she whispered.
Ukko cleared his throat. Maybe not all was lost.
"I desire you, Abby. I want to be with you again. I want you so much it hurts. I want to hear and feel you next to me and I want to make you scream and... and...."
Abigail put her hand over his mouth and repeated hoarsely: "No, no... go on."
His eyes widened when he realized her meaning. For a moment was frozen. Then he took her hand and slowly licked her palm.
Abigail swallowed visibly as he sucked her index finger in his mouth and slowly circled it with his tongue. Her wildly beating heart sped up her breathing. She felt herself growing warm and fuzzy. Without letting go of her finger, Ukko reached for her and stroked her cheek. She closed her eyes and tilted her head give him access to her neck.
Ukko felt incredibly alive. He hadn't misread her after all. She accepted him. Wanted him! The woman he knew so well as friend and comrade in arms was here with him, for him, warm and pliable, smelling of blossoms in the spring. He shifted weight to give his erection more room. She excited him to no end and judging from her face and heavy breathing, the feeling was mutual. He gently bit her earlobe and kissed a trail down to her throat.
Abigail shivered under his touch. They stood up and kissed again, hungrily, almost devouring each other. His tongue came out to lick her lips and she tried to suck it in. Her hands were frantically untying the straps of his jerkin and loosening the shirt underneath. He ripped her shoulder piece off and bit her gently in the nape of her shoulder. Impatiently, Abigail drew her dagger, cut the unyielding straps in a swift move and yanked the jerkin off his shoulders. She pulled up his shirt and licked his chest, inhaling his masculine scent. Ukko slid a hand inside her linen shirt and cupped a breast, twisting and pulling her stiff nipple. A gasp escaped from her lips. One of her hands slipped inside his pants and started stroking his rigid member. He moved his hands down her back, down to her buttocks and in between. Her knees buckled as she felt him at her wetness, rubbing her pleasure bead. Her world shrank to that spot between her legs. If he would just come inside her, she wanted him so badly...
With his pants at the ankles Ukko suddenly turned her around and lifted her shirt. A wave of excitement washed over her. Mare and Stallion! Yes!
Oh, Madairika, don't let me fall down, she prayed. She grabbed the tree with both hands.
Then all coherent thought left her as she felt his head against her entrance and his warm hands on her hips pulling her back to him, onto him. She felt him sliding deep inside and moaned. They fit so well and it was so fine.
Ukko felt her warm wetness caress him, the clenching of her inner muscles and her warm ass on his hips and feared he might go without her. He started a rhythm of short, hard thrusts.
Abigail sighed in relief as she felt her pleasure mounting towards the stars. Shifting her feet for better balance she started to buck her hips back at him, each move producing more fiery jolts inside her, stretching her as if she were a bow string and he was so hard inside her and speeding up with every move and stroking her legs, now trembling with the effort to remain standing and the heat grew bigger and threatened to swallow her and then fireworks started to go off inside her head.
Ukko felt her muscles contract around him and could no longer contain himself.
"Abby..." he groaned as he ejected in her tightening sheath.
Abigail moaned blissfully and kept moving against his hardness, not feeling anything except the wonderful pounding in her loins and the incredible heat where her body joined his. She was floating among the stars. As the pleasure faded they realized how closely they were pressed together. She leaning her back against his chest and stomach, loins and legs almost one and her hands over his.
His ragged breathing and hers. The soft liquid sounds of their joining. And finally her tired leg muscles and the wood splinters in her hands.
"Abby... let's sit down."
"Good idea."
She sat in his lap and looked up at him. For a while they just stared at each other, holding and caressing each other, enjoying the closeness.
"Listen Ukko... if you want to..." Her voice broke. "I meant, when I feel like I... if-if we have to... oh to the Abyss," she cried in frustration.
"Was it good?" he smiled.
Her eyes twinkled.
"You
know it was," she said. "But let me be frank: I loved that and I want more of it. And I was hoping you wouldn't mind to take care of a friend when she wants to...."
"But I...."
"And of course I'll take care of you when you need to..."
"Abby, I hadn't quite..."
"So can we agree on a code that we can use when one of us has an... itch that needs taking care of? Because as sure Koriel watches us I don't want to spend an agonizing day like this ever again before we can raise the sheets."
"Can I have a word in?" Ukko asked exasperatedly. "I am a bit uncomfortable with that."
"Nobody needs to know. I can be discreet."
"No, no, I meant that... it's very tempting and all..."
Ukko struggled to find the words.
"Maybe this is rather forward of me, but..."
She softly bit his earlobe and said playfully: "Ukko, you just took me from behind... what have we got left to be bashful about?"
"I don't know if this is something that often passes between friends. Or maybe this is some Elvish thing that..."
"In some tribes it can be, yes. But it can work for us, right?"
"Abby, please. I want you to understand. When we walk I count the steps I am away from you. That when you go for provisions I count how many clouds shift before you are back. Everytime you are sad I am sad. And that everytime I see blood on your face it hurts me in here."
He tapped his chest.
"Then why didn't you say that before?" she said in a small voice. "You even told that guy I was your friend. That hurt."
"But I thought you wanted to be friends. Just for a night, you said and now you proposed this arrangement."
He cradled her face gently and looked into her eyes.
"Abigail, I don't want an arrangement. I don't want a code. I want you. I need you. I wanted to tell that guy that if he messes my with woman, he messes with me..."
"Your woman," she choked up.
Ukko nodded hopefully. "Yes."
She hugged him fiercely, burying her head in his shoulder.
"I am so stupid," she whispered, while she stifled her tears. "Last night was so wonderful - not because I needed it, but because it happened with you. And when I woke up this morning with your arms around me, I knew I had come home. And I wasted an entire day before telling you that. Yes, I'll be your woman. I'll be your retard."
After a few moments Abigail started to kiss the side of his neck while he began to fondle her breasts.
It's only two days riding to Carlin, Ukko thought absentmindedly.
Maybe I can stretch it to three.
The End
The Debriefing
Across the bed she lay's, her long legs hugging the pillow between them as if it were a lover. Her painted toes wiggling in her matching blue socks. Her thigh-high pastel blue undies, barely covers the soft nest of curls beneath them. Her firm hand size breasts softly rise with her breathing, beneath the matching pastel blue sleeveless T-shirt, as she watches the galactic news on the holo-screen at the foot of the bed and she chuckles. Her smile and short blond hair make her look like a small child waiting to be tucked in.
At 6' 7" and 350 lbs. AND being a gray armadillo/human hybrid, he often wondered what she saw in him. The facts she could be a ruthless killer one moment and as innocent child the next made the animal in him awaken, and his lust for her rise.
He walks quickly to the bed and sits beside her feet, careful not to disturb her. He gently takes one of her feet and slowly begins to massage it. She looks up at him and smiles. "That feel great Zorn. I could really use a good rub down tonight." Kylie says as she lay's on her back and closes her eyes relaxing.
As he massages her ankles, he takes off her socks slowly, then places her big toe into his mouth and gently sucks it, giving a small nibble on the top. Kylie giggles and yelps playfully. Zorn takes his time massaging her. He carefully picks up her other foot and just like the other, begins to massage and nibble it. Kylie sighs and begins to get a bit turned on by Zorn's talented tongue sliding around her toes and the bottom of her feet.
He works his hands slowly up her legs, leaving little kisses and nibbles up her calves. Licking and sucking at all the pressure points, sending sharp tingles of pleasure throughout Kylie's body. Zorn smells her excitement and growls knowingly. His own body becoming excited and hard. Zorn massages Kylie's thighs, gently nibbling the knee's and inner thighs. Kylie moans and sigh's a bit louder.
He gently slides a finger across Kylie's panties, her juices thoroughly soaking through them. He licks her juices from his finger and smiles. God he loves the taste of her. She's more than ready for him, but he's not done pleasing her.
Zorn begins to slowly lick and nibble his way up Kylie's body, starting from the edge of her wet panties. Kylie pants and moans, thrashing about beneath Zorn's slow torture. He reaches the hem of her shirt and leaves tiny kisses up the center of it, stopping to blow gently on the pert nipples trying desperately to poke through the shirt, begging for attention. His hands gently massage her arms and shoulders as Zorn lowers his face to hers, kissing her face and neck gently. He kisses her tenderly on the lips as his hands find her breasts.
He gently squeezes and massages them, carefully squeezing her pert nipples causing Kylie to gasp and grind her hips against his thigh. His hard cock rubbing against her soft stomach, leaving a small amount of pre-cum to puddle in her belly button. Zorn carefully pulls Kylie's top over her head and throws it across the room, revealing her firm breasts to his view.
He smiles and lowers his head to her breasts; taking turns laving at her nipples. He draws one into his mouth and suckles her sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She gasps loudly at his touch, her hands rubbing the plates of his hard head. Her left hand reaches down between them and caresses his hard cock.
She rubs the tip of it gently with a finger, collecting some of the pre-cum and bringing her fingers to her mouth, she tastes him. God she loves the taste of him. He's more than ready for her, but he wont stop until she begs for his cock and she knows it.
As his mouth works her nipples into hard peaks so swollen she feels they will explode, Zorn reaches between them and slides a thick finger up and down her wetted panties. The motion of Zorn's finger gently caressing her panty covered pussy and the suckling of her breasts is too much for her as she screams out her release. Zorn smiles and chuckles to himself "That's number 1".
Zorn raises his head and kisses Kylie tenderly at first, slowly licking and nibbling her lips, waiting for her to recover enough to respond. As she slowly heats up again, he resumes the assault on her soaking pussy. He peels her thoroughly soaked panties from her body slowly, running his hands down her thighs gently as the panties pass by, throwing the panties across the room to land near the top. He returns his hand to her sopping pussy; gently running his thick finger's up and down the slit, gathering moisture onto his fingers.
He slowly parts her lips, gently probing her mouth, while he probes her nether lips and the soft petals inside. He strokes her tongue with his, keeping the same rhythm with his finger's as they find her hardened bud sticking out of the soft wet folds. Kylie's breathing picks up and she begins to pant again. Her hips thrusting themselves up to meet Zorns strokes, another stronger orgasm building quickly.
He quickens the pace to match Kylie's eager thrusts, kissing her harder, more demanding. Her body stiffens then shudders violently, her juices flooding Zorn's hand as she screams his name over and over again. "That's 2" Thinks Zorn to himself.
Zorns slides a finger deep into her still contracting pussy, reveling in the feel of her orgasm. Zorns breaks the kiss and begins to lick and suck his way back down her body, making sure to kiss and suckle Kylie's hardened nipples as he passes them by. He works his way down to the soft damp curls and takes a deep breath. He growls and spreads her long legs, opening her nether lips to his view. He smiles at the sight of her neatly trimmed curls.
He smiled at her and lowered his mouth to her pu
ssy and kissed it gently. He ran his tongue up and down the slit, licking her juices from her outer lips. Zorns placed his long flat tongue against her pussy lips and gently parted them, running his tongue from the bottom up to the hard nub at the top. He flicked at the hard clit then slid his long thick tongue deep inside her pussy and began to tongue fuck her, causing Kylie to grab the pillow and bury her head as she began screaming her pleasures into the night.
Zorn gathered her clit into his mouth and gently suckled it, slowly deeply fingering her tight pussy, reveling in Kylie's screams. Zorn added fingers and picked up the pace thrusting in and out of her contracting pussy while he laved and suckled her hard throbbing clit.
Kylie's Orgasms seemed to go on for hours and Zorn lost count of the number of times she came. All he knew was he need relief soon. Kylie knew Zorn needed her, but tonight she wanted to give him as much pleasure as he gave her. "Now Zorn! I need your hard cock now! Please Zorn! Fuck me with that hard Cock of Yours!" she screamed and begged him as he continued to lick and suck her hard clit.
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