"Isabella, I wish for nothing more than to pair with you and start our life together."
Isabella then found herself being kissed once more and was soon lying on top of him, along the length of him, as he held her tight. The friction that came from her moving as she kissed him, produced the familiar feeling of sexual arousal in him, and he quickly nudged her off him to stop the effect being too noticeable.
"I am eager to pair with you, and to do that we must go and talk to Elder Rhys this morning, to see what the ancients have decided, must we not?" he asked and she climbed off him, smiling at his enthusiasm.
Aware that he was now not in a relaxed state, he fondly smiled at her.
"Turn around Isabella. You do not get to see all of my body until we are paired," he laughed softly at her and heard her giggle as she presented her back to him.
Slowly he climbed out and dressed, glad to see his arousal disappearing again. He did not know what she knew about sex but he would go forwards in that assuming it was something they as a people did not talk about, and only found their way in on the evening of the pairing.
~~~~~
Finally they sat before the ancient, and were greeted by a smile which made both of them hopeful of the news.
"The council of ancients was unanimous. If the two of you still wish to, we will grant you permission to pair. What say you?"
"Yes, thank you," Isabella and Trent both replied, making them laugh together.
"We have established a home for you to live in, and we can have the pairing ceremony as soon as you wish. When shall it be? We do not need to prepare as it is an evening of speaking as a community."
"As soon as possible, Elder Rhys, please," Trent said as he reached over and took Isabella's in his. "If Isabella agrees?"
"Yes! Oh yes, please Elder Rhys. Tonight?" she asked and the ancient burst out laughing, but maintained a look of friendliness and humour on his face.
"Of course. I understand you have had to wait much longer than others know you have, and I can see the fire in each of you for one another. Come with me now and see your new home, and after the ceremony and your night in the pairing chamber, it shall be yours."
~~~~~
Trent and Isabella walked hand in hand through the village as they followed the ancient. All homes were similar so there was no need to inspect, but they did out of respect, and gave their thanks and appreciation before leaving once more.
"Isabella, go and speak to your parents and tell them to be ready tonight to give you away. Trent, I would like you to come with me back to the temple so we can talk."
The two young lovers hugged before parting, both eager to get on with the evening.
~~~~~
"Tonight? Why such a rush, Daughter?" Isabella's mother asked her, with a hint of panic in her voice.
"Mother, do you not wish for me to pair with Trent? Is there something you wish to tell me?"
"No … no, Isabella, you just took me by surprise. We do not know this man, but we trust in the judgement of you and the ancients. We will be ready tonight. Of course we will."
Isabella threw her arms around her mother and held her.
"Thank you. I will make you proud, helping to build the population of the village."
"That is very good of you, Daughter. But make sure also that you are simply happy with him. It is for the rest of your life. You must be certain."
"I am, Mother. I am."
~~~~~
"Please sit with me, young traveller," Elder Rhys said as they entered a small chamber in the temple. "I wish to talk to you about pairing in our village."
Trent briefly felt like he was a teenager again, about to get 'the sex talk' from his father, but then realized this was not the same thing at all.
"Our village has stood here for more than 5,000 years. As you know, the land survives by golden source that runs through veins under this entire area. But this village is also kept alive by doing what we can to maintain peace and harmony, and part of that is ensuring that men and women are paired correctly. When we pair, we pair for life. Therefore I firstly want to make sure that you have noticed other women in this village, and you still see Isabella as the one - the only one - that you wish to be with."
Trent was stunned but respected the question.
"Yes, Isabella is the only woman I wish to love and have as my partner for the rest of my life."
"Good. Now tonight the ceremony will comprise much talking on my part, and after you are paired you will be led to the pairing chamber, where you will stay for the whole night. It is during that time that you are expected to join, in the hope that a child will begin to grow in Isabella's belly."
Trent nodded.
"Of course."
"Go now then, Trent. Rest and prepare yourself, and I shall send Isabella to come and get you when the time is right."
With that, Trent removed himself and walked to the pool. Seeing no-one around and feeling the warmth of the sun on the area, he removed his shoes and socks, and his shirt, and waded into the pool in his pants, in case modesty might later be needed.
In the water he lay on his back and floated, looking up at the sky from there. The blend of the warmth of the water, the sound of the waterfall nearby, the freshness of the air that he breathed, and the beauty of the sky above him, all contributed to him appreciating once again the fact that he had just wanted to get some peace and solitude when he had left the city, and yet here he was, in paradise.
He closed his eyes and relaxed, continuing to float and feel like he was meditating, when he heard her voice.
"I see you are being more modest now that other people can see you," Isabella teased him as she watched him, and she saw him give her a brilliant smile.
"I do not wish to shock anyone," he said, teasing her back, and she laughed in return. "Will you come in?" he dared to ask and he watched as she removed her shoes and waded in, wearing the simple green slip dress that she had on.
As she waded toward him, he put his feet down and stood on the pool floor. She walked into his arms so confidently that he was amazed at the realization that they had known each other for such a short time.
He was immersed in her beauty and still could not get over the fact that she wanted him, of all the men she could have chosen from. He moved back toward the far away wall of the pool, and guided her to come and float on her back before him. As he used one arm to steady her, he used the other to gently wash her hair in the warm water, letting his fingers run through the long red mane that it was, and loving how it felt to do that. As he started to caress her scalp in the warm water, he heard her groan in happiness, and the sound made him smile.
"I wish for tonight to come sooner," she said and he found himself extremely aroused instantly, and glad that he had decided to bathe with his trousers on.
Isabella put her feet down and turned to lean into him, putting her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply.
"We should not do this in public, should we?" he asked her, desperate to not cause any offence to anyone within the large grey walls.
"Yes, I know," she said reluctantly as she pulled back.
Then he saw her dive under the water briefly before coming up and standing. As she did he could see the full outline of her body in the wet dress, and forced himself to look away, but she had seen and smiled at him.
"It is acceptable to me for you to look at me, Trent," she said with such a sound of passion simmering inside of her, he knew that this particular night would not come soon enough.
"It is enough for me to be able to be with you tonight, Isabella. Help me to be patient … please."
That comment was met with her giggling once more, before they climbed out of the pool and sat beside one another on the large rocks nearby to dry out. As they lay on the rocks Trent realized that perhaps the very reason these large rocks, shaped like they were to provide flat platforms for an extended human body to lie along, was in fact for people to lie there and dry out, with the sun heating fr
om above and the rocks heating from underneath. For a brief moment he wondered who really was the more technically advanced - people in the modern world who needed all sorts of gadgets to do anything at all, or people like these who had mastered how to survive and be happy with so little.
~~~~~
"Village members," Elder Rhys called out to the crowd who had gathered around the large water fountain near the temple. "Tonight is the night that our beloved Isabella pairs with her chosen mate, Trent. The other ancients and I have looked into each of these young people, and looked forward, and we approve of this match. Is there anyone here who does not approve of it? Please speak now if there is."
Isabella was surprised at this part of the speech as it was the first pairing she had attended herself, so had not known it was open for anyone to object if they felt the need to.
Instinctively she looked around the faces until she found the one that was so important to her. For a moment she wondered if Adrian would stand up and speak, but instead she saw him smile at her and nod, and she knew all would be well in their friendship after all.
"Very well. Isabella and Trent, please step toward me," Elder Rhys continued and the two lovers did as he asked. "You are both honourable and good. You have asked to be paired and it is granted. You shall now take your place among our people, and do your duty to help our society continue to survive, through procreation and the delivery of children. Is this a responsibility that you accept as part of your pairing?"
"Yes," they both responded, looking intently at each other.
"Then it is so. Isabella and Trent, please retire to the pairing chamber for this night."
Then the two of them seemed to be simply dismissed as the ancient and all of the village people dispersed and went their own ways, into their own homes.
Isabella held Trent's hand tightly as she led the way to where they would go for their first night together.
Walking in, they could see it had been prepared with candles that smelled like the lavender coloured roses that climbed the large outer walls of the village. There were cups and a large vase of water, from which Trent poured them each a drink. Even though it was only water, the act of sipping seemed to help them both to relax and ease off some of the anxiety they both felt inside. Even Trent, for all the sexual experience he'd had throughout his adult life, was nervous. This would be different as not only was she a virgin, but also he suspected that she didn't know anything about sexual pleasure. In his world and time it was so talked about all the time, but he suspected it was never spoken of in this time and place. And the thought that she knew nothing both fuelled him and made him determined to take his time and make sure that things were slow for her.
After sipping her water, Isabella moved forward toward the bed that sat in the middle of the room, and lay down. She looked at him in anticipation, and he slowly walked over and lay down beside her. They faced one another, both reaching out and caressing the other's cheek before leaning in and kissing softly. There was no need to hold back tonight - they were where everyone knew they were, and they were to do what everyone knew they were to do, and yet, neither wanted to rush either.
Isabella savoured the kisses. She did not know how this all worked but she knew that she wanted to keep kissing him. She couldn't get enough of this, and it felt like she had waited an eternity for the right time when she could keep kissing him without having any real reason to stop.
As their kissing deepened, Trent felt his hunger increase, and he groaned in realization that she too was now kissing with a slight sliver of aggression.
Suddenly Isabella wanted to be free of the barriers between them. She pulled away from him and stood up to remove her shoes, and as she did so, she saw him do the same.
Both standing now, he pulled her tight against him and kissed her deeply, making her now moan in the depth of her throat, a sound that further heated him.
She ran her hands over his arms and chest, through the fabric of his shirt, before she removed it from him, revealing his chest to her. It was not the first time she had seen him like this but something about the two of them being alone like this made it seem different to her, and she wanted to see more of him.
He kissed her neck as she wrapped her arms around him again, letting her hands caress his back. Trent could feel her body wanting to give in and follow her natural sense of desire and passion, but he remained as he was for a long time, holding her and kissing that soft part of her neck line that she appeared to be enjoying being kissed so much.
Suddenly she stood back from him and he saw her lift her shift dress and remove it completely, leaving her naked in front of him. He breathed out a deep breath at the sight. She was utter perfection. This life that her people lived, with no stress, no preservatives, no meat, no fat, no salt … the combination of so many aspects of modern life simply not existing for these people, resulted in them being of a natural human form, and she was exquisite. Her shapely but toned body, combined with her long red hair flowing down her back, made him reach another level of hunger again.
He quickly shed his clothing and immediately saw her look at him from head to toe, stopping for a long while at where he could not hide his arousal. She looked alarmed at first but them seemed to relax once more as she climbed onto the bed and lay down on her back. She seemed to be waiting for him to join with her, but he had a long way to go before that would happen … a long way indeed.
~~~~~
Isabella watched him move over her and braced herself. She did not know what he would do to her, but she had to be ready, so told herself that she was. But instead of advancing on her in such a way, he remained hovering over her, kissing her lips gently and moving between them and her neck, as he had done earlier. The feeling was blissful to her and she reached out with her hands and stroked him wherever she could reach - his hair, his neck, his back, his shoulders, his arms. Touching him felt as heavenly as how it felt as he kissed her.
She felt him move slightly and he was then kissing down over her breasts, using his tongue to lick the tips of them, and she felt a jolt go through her body that was new to her, but she liked very much. He remained there for a long time before moving further still.
Gently he nudged her legs apart and kissed her thighs while his hands caressed up and down her legs. Isabella next felt something of a magnitude she had never known could be done with two bodies. She looked down and saw that what was causing such a feeling was him kissing her where he was, and to her it was exquisite. She did not try and stop him from doing what he wanted to do to her. She had no desire whatsoever to ever stop him from doing what he was presently doing to her.
Trent was entranced. Her body was so natural - even down to the fact that she had natural hair around her groin, something that every woman he had ever been with had worked so hard to eliminate and never have when he was with them. He found that not only did he not mind her having hair there, but that he loved it. It was natural and untouched, and something about that only fuelled him on further.
She was far more relaxed than he had thought she might be for her first time, but he could feel and see her body writhing so much that it appeared to be a natural thing for her to do - she was instinctively sexual as a woman, and that thought amazed him. He had left behind so many fake people - people who worked so hard to not be who they naturally were - but the simple honesty of Isabella was a beautiful thing to him.
He lapped at her, determined to remain patient until he could see her experience orgasm, although he then realized that it would be different for her as she had no awareness of there being such a thing as an orgasm.
"Oh, Trent, what is happening?" she asked and he knew she was starting to venture toward climax.
He pulled away long enough to talk to her … to soothe her.
"It is alright, Isabella. Relax and let it flow over you. It is nothing to fear."
Isabella took his word for it and let her head rest back once more as she felt him resume his attentions to her, and soon
she felt body tensing again. This time she remained still and let it happen, and soon felt her body reach an entirely new place that she had never known existed. She felt different parts of her body lightly dancing, as if she were alive with new feelings everywhere.
When she relaxed, Trent moved forward and kissed her on the lips once more, and she instinctively put her hands on his hips and pulled him to her. He nestled between her legs for a long while as they kissed deeply, and then he looked at her, maintaining her eye contact as he nudged forward only a slightest amount.
Once there, at the very outer edge of her, he lay still again and kissed her more, enjoying delivering light kisses to her lips and her neck, while she ran her hands over his back.
"Isabella…" he breathed out, close to not being able to hold back now. "I must … move into you," he said quietly, almost as a whisper.
"I am ready," she said, running her hand through his hair and pulling him to kiss her again, as he edged in a little more.
He would not rush her, even though he was almost at a breaking point. As if reading his desperation, Isabella naturally lifted her hips toward him and as a result he found he was deeper inside of her. It was a completely new feeling for her, but not one she disliked.
With his own climax dangerously close, Trent pushed the final journey into her until he was buried as deeply as he could be, and moved outward and inward one more time before he released, determined to orgasm deep within her to ensure the best chance of her conceiving.
Isabella felt and heard him reach the same point she had, and then he seemed to slump on her, quiet and thoughtful for a moment before he kissed her again. He did not rush to move and she was glad. It was the most special moment of her life to date, and she did not want him to pull away too soon. She wanted to lie there, joined with him, for as long as possible.
"Are you alright? I did not hurt you?" he asked her with tenderness in his voice as his hand lightly caressed her hair and cheek, greeted by a smile on her face.
"I am alright. You did not hurt me," she said, looking into his eyes. "This is so new for me, but I like being this close to you."
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