Primeval

by Eden Redd

  Milly glanced down, watching his growing bulge under the blanket. Hand sliding across Will’s stomach, her fingers brushed the head of his cock and caused it to jump to her touch. Biting her lip, she was about to take hold of his thickening member when strong hands touched her, grabbed her and pulled her close. Looking up, she saw the wolfish hunger in Will’s eyes. He clutched her to him, fingers running along her smooth skin like strings to a heavenly instrument. Milly didn’t fight, letting him explore her body.

  The horned-woman gasped as his fingers brushed her sensitive nipples before he squeezed her. She surrendered herself to his whims, each breath begging for him to take her, consume her. Will felt Milly relax to him, pushing her body against his while he held her to him. Fingers glided down as Milly looked up with wanting eyes.

  Will smiled before pressing his lips to hers. Milly’s eyes half closed, lost to the touch of his lips when his fingers touched the untamed wilds between her legs. The touch of his fingers caused wetness to flow, her eyes widening for a moment before they half-closed again.

  Moans rose up from Milly’s throat as Will continued to explore. He could not deny the sensual beauty radiating from her. Her surrender sent hungry shockwaves along his spirit as his fingers touched intimate places and rubbing them to relax. Pale skin glowed pink as her hips moved to his touch. She was not afraid to show her desires, eyes begging for more.

  Breaking away from the kiss, Milly gasped again, caught in his wanting touch. Will continued to play their song, her breath quickening. Energy pooled into his muscles as Will found it harder and harder to resist. Her moans and gasps sent tendrils of pleasure along his nerves. Thick thighs spreading, one of her hands gently grabbed Will’s manhood and stroked.

  The playfulness between caused the very air to grow warmer. Milly looked up, keeping eye contact as she stroked Will’s manhood. Her gaze fluttered as Will continued to rub a finger against her clit in blissful circles. The unspoken desires were reaching their zenith. Milly pulled at his member, urging him to take what they both wanted. Will complied, gently pushing her onto her back and staying on his hands and knees above her.

  Milly stroked Will before she pulled on him again. Will smiled before snuggling between her inviting thighs, the head of his member touching her wet valley. Bodies molding together, Will pressed his thick spear to her quivering valley. Bodies moved of their own accord, urges pushing their desires to the breaking point. Will couldn’t remember the last time he felt like this; his thoughts soon lost to clouds of bliss as he forced his manhood into Milly’s tight space. Milly’s mouth made a perfect oval as her inner walls stretched to accommodate him. Wetness flowed, allowing for Will to push his desires into her. Pleasure stormed with moans as they connected, inches driving home lustful needs. When their hips touched, Will simply looked down on Milly as her eyes closed, lost to their connection.

  “Will…” Milly moaned as her hips began to move.

  The young man couldn’t think as his body took control. He was hungry and he wanted to feast. Hips moving, he controlled the tempo. Not long after, his lips closed down on a pointed nipple, sucking and licking with desire. Milly’s body responded by arching her back and her hands clutching to his head, holding him to her voluptuous breasts. Bliss spiraled as bodies danced. The symphony grew between them as bodies quickened. Nerves curled as did Milly’s limbs around Will. Power surged with each thrust. The sound of their union filled the modest home.

  “I…can’t…stop,” Milly cried out as nerves tightened.

  Will suckled for moments before pulling away. He looked down as her gasps and moans grew to a fevered pace. Each firm thrust caused her body to bounce to his power. The scent of sex caressed his senses as he continued to drive himself to the hilt, pull back slowly and invade with intent. Milly’s eyes squeezed shut as an ocean pushed against her internal dam, wanting to be free.

  “You are free,” Will whispered against her neck before kissing it.

  Milly’s eyes opened and rolled into her head as the dam broke and an ocean of ecstasy flooded every piece of her being. Moaning loudly, her hands and legs clutched to Will, but her head arched back into the bed. Magical explosions caused her body to shudder as she lost herself to a deluge of bliss.

  Will smiled, happy to see her orgasm. Hips bucked and he could not deny his own desires any longer. Cock thickening, Milly moaned louder. Inner walls spread by Will’s needs. A surge of power ran along the shaft and white seed burst forth. Will groaned as his hips worked, thrusting himself deep and another spurt of come filling the tight space.

  The urges set his world on fire, his voice rising up and blending with the monstrous screeches in the distance. Milly moaned, joining the chorus as their bodies remained locked. When the bliss ebbed, Will fell on top of Milly. The horned woman sighed as she stroked his back, keeping him firmly between her legs. Time slowed as they enjoyed the touch and warmth of each other's bodies. Not long after, Milly smiled as Will’s hips began to move, his manhood hardening once again.

  ***

  Days and nights cycled on as Will and Milly worked in and around their home. The young man worked in the mine, and nearby forest beyond the gate, gathering supplies like stone and wood. Milly planted seeds and created a medium-sized garden in the southwest part of the walled grounds. It didn’t take long for plants to grow and Will liked that they now had vegetables like tomatoes, corn, carrots, and potatoes. Milly created another garden to the southeast of the grounds for wheat, not too far from the mine entrance.

  Will worked with stone pickaxes, shattering stone and making his way deeper. It was not as tiring as he thought it would be and when he hit a vein of copper, his excitement grew. He and Milly quickly realized they needed metals because the wood and stone tools broke too easily. Digging out the pieces of copper, he quickly placed them in his inventory until the vein went dry. He had gathered about 50 pieces of copper and rushed out of the mine to show Milly when an alert filled his gaze.

  You have gained +1 Strength!

  The alert brought a smile to the player’s face, but soon it soured. At the rate he worked, it would take a very long time for him to grow stronger. Never mind the work needed to bring up his other stats. He felt stronger by a hair, but he would have to keep going if he was going to reach a higher tier than novice.

  Showing the copper to Milly, she nearly jumped for joy. Together they moved to the Crafting Bench and set about making simple copper tools and mining equipment. Will quickly checked what he could create on the bench and saw that he could make chests from wood and copper. Not wasting any time, he created three chests, one for him and Milly, one for him and one for her. The one they shared was filled with food supplies and equipment. Will thought this would have been a bad idea mixing food and equipment together but he realized over the days and nights that food never spoiled here on Jova. Each chest had compartments and everything was separated into smaller items until they were pulled out, when the item would return to its normal size.

  Copper and glass lanterns replaced torches around the home while wooden shelves stood against walls and a table and chairs stood not far from the fireplace. Will made his way out beyond their walled property to hunt sheep and cows, a careful eye out for any monsters in the forest. He would come back with some supplies from both and soon curtains graced windows.

  Will hunted with a sword but soon found the weapon annoying. They had enough copper left to make about two weapons but as he scrolled along, the thought of a copper sword dulled his excitement. Remembering his few battles, a sword was an elegant weapon in a brutal time. When he thought he should smash anything that was too close, a blunt weapon was a better choice. Scrolling along, he saw an oversized hammer and he smiled, knowing it felt right.

  Putting the copper and stone pieces to the Crafting Bench, the materials melted together to form a larger hammer. Taking leather pieces, he crafted them into a special sheath and slung it over his shoulders. Testing it out, he hefted the hammer. It felt light as
air in his hands as he slid the stone shaft of the hammer over his shoulder. The giant hammerhead peeked over his shoulder and Milly said it gave him a powerful appearance. To be safe, he created a copper sword to keep at his hip.

  The nights blended together as Will and Milly pushed their bodies to the brink of pleasure. Bodies coiled together until they both passed out from exhaustion. It had turned into a nightly ritual they both indulged in, but Will found himself waking in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat and nightmares fading to the background. When he couldn’t go back to sleep, he was up and sitting at the table looking over the map he took from the chest when he first arrived.

  Shadows, monsters, and light haunted him as he stared down at the map, Milly sleeping peacefully in the loft. They talked about increasing the size of their home, but something else needled at the back of Will’s mind. He pictured living a plain life behind the safety of walls with Milly. It was a small dream; one he would have indulged in if not for the nightmares and a need to know more. Words he didn’t understand filled his quiet moments and he found himself looking over the walls during the day to the forest beyond.

  Eyeing the map, he saw the symbols for tombs and Idols. The closest Idol he figured was about three days away. The other one was about five days away. The closer one had two tombs while a single tomb stood not far from the other Idol. Thoughts swirled to weapons and supplies he would need for the journey before Milly would wake and call him back to bed with sleepy eyes.

  A few more days and nights cycled on, the gardens growing, wheat rising up and several trees filled with abundant apples. Their little Eden had become comfortable except for the nightmares haunting the player.

  Will and Milly sat down at the table, vegetables on her plate while meat and vegetables filled his plate. Milly didn’t waste any time, munching on corn and occasionally stuffing a carrot in her mouth. Will smiled as she ate like she was still out in the forests.

  The player watched as Milly continued to slaughter vegetables, his copper fork not touching his meal. Milly slowed down, glancing to the full plate and looked up to Will with concern.

  “Are you not hungry?” She asked.

  Will’s smile dimmed. “I am. I just thought we might talk for a moment.”

  Milly put the food in her hands down, ears perking up.

  Will continued, “I have to leave for a few days. There is something I have to find.”

  The horned-woman kept her expression blank.

  “I love what we are creating here, but I think I need to do more.”

  Milly nodded. “I have seen you look to the forests. It doesn’t surprise me that you feel the call of exploring.”

  “I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone,” Will said as the thought needled at his heart.

  Milly grinned. “I will be fine. The walls are sturdy. I can keep the lanterns on for your return. There is still so much work to do and gardens to tend. I was also thinking of carving out a pond here for us and the crops.”

  “It is dangerous to go to the lake,” Will said with concern.

  Milly nodded, “But worth it. I don’t want you to worry. I will be careful as I collect water. It will be the only reason I leave. But you are going to travel into the deep woods?”

  Will nodded.

  Milly’s expression took on a knowing solace. “I know you’re strong and I know you will come back. It may help quell the nightmares.”

  Will raised an eyebrow as Milly smiled.

  “I have watched you as you tossed and turned in your sleep. I have heard you speak of shadows and wolves. I know there is something deeper in your soul, you must try to figure out. I want you to know, I’ll be here when you get back, safe and sound.”

  Will gave Milly a warm smile. “Thank you for understanding.”

  “Thank you for trusting me to keep our home intact. We will have a lot to do in the morning so we should eat and rest,” Milly said before picking up a corn cob and munching on it.

  Will kept his smile as he turned to his plate and began eating, his heart a little lighter.

  After having dinner, hours slipped by as the couple enjoyed coiling their bodies in ecstasy. Will found it difficult to stop as Milly begged for more. Soreness touched both of their bodies, but they could not deny each other. When one fell from exhaustion, the other brought them back to life. The dance continued until they both passed out, bodied covered in sweat and breathing heavy.

  Will woke up, the lightness in his soul still there as it was the first night, he didn’t have a nightmare. Lying in bed, he stared at the ceiling until a warm mouth closed over his member, sucking on him with the gentle caress of full lips. The player sighed, enjoying the comfort as birds sang their morning song outside.

  An hour later, the pair worked on different Crafting Benches, creating tools and supplies for Will’s journey. Two waterskins were crafted and filled. Will cooked the remaining mutton and beef he had, placing them in his inventory. He checked his weapons and gathered enough stone and wood to fill two inventory slots. They discussed that he would have to build a shelter every night to keep the nightly monsters at bay. Will crafted a bed and put it in his inventory, knowing full well he didn’t want to sleep on the floor. The copper had run out and he didn’t have time to mine for more, but he had enough supplies to craft stone weapons if he needed. The final thing the player created was another crafting bench. He placed it in his inventory to use when he needed to make more items.

  Thoughts shifted as he made his final preparations while Milly gathered a few more vegetables. He didn’t like leaving her behind, unprotected. She didn’t know how to use a weapon, but she assured him she was fast enough to outrun any monsters coming for her. An image of the soul stone filled his mind. Calling up his inventory, he saw the Stalker’s soul stone glowing in a slot. A brief thought crawled along, whispering he should place it in the Soul Casket so Milly would have company, but a second later, decided against it. He had no idea how it would react, but the mournful look it gave when he ran it through haunted the edges of his mind. Unable to go through with it for now, he placed the soul stone in his private chest. It would have to be something he revisited when he came back.

  Supplies in his inventory, copper hammer to his back, and copper sword against his hip, the young man stood by the main gate, Milly looking to him with warm eyes.

  “I should only be gone for about a week,” Will said.

  Milly nodded. “Be safe and remember the law of survival.”

  “You mentioned that before. What does it mean exactly?”

  Milly smiled. “Eat or be eaten. Kill or be killed,” she said like it was the most normal thing to ever say.

  Will nodded. Just as he was about to turn away, Milly threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. The couple held each other close, savoring every wet kiss and sliding of tongues. The brilliant morning shined on and after a few long moments, they parted.

  “Keep the lanterns on. I’ll find my way home,” Will smiled before opening the gate.

  Milly stayed by the open wooden gate, watching as Will stepped out beyond the entrance and began his trek into the woods. Shadows covered him as he continued, looking back and smiled before walking on, his body disappearing into the forest as the sun shined high in the clear sky.

  Six

  The sun arced slowly across the clear sky. Will walked along, making his way around trees and listening intently. Senses alive, he heard birds and little else. The forest was quite serene, but the player didn’t want to let his guard down. Knowing full well anything could appear from the long shadows of the forest, his hand flexed and touched the pommel of his sword on occasion. Nerves glowed on high alert and a flutter of wings caused him to jump.

  Three birds flew past him and landed on nearby branches, cocking their heads to the side as they watched the lone man continue on. Breezes rustled emerald green leaves and nature’s tapestry of nature rippled with life. The white noise soothed nerves and the player found his
shoulders sinking before a sharp memory stabbed at him, causing him to not relax in a dangerous environment.

  “Stay alert,” Will whispered as he walked on.

  Calling up his inventory for the tenth time and pulling out the map, he studied it as he hiked through the thick forest. Seeing the nearest tomb, he believed he could reach it by evening time tomorrow. The thought cycled through, trying to put a positive spin to it, but it didn’t bring him any comfort. The sun had passed its zenith and he was well into the afternoon. It would be a few hours before nightfall and the ghouls would emerge to try and find him.

  Thoughts flowed back to Milly. Will missed her, mentally basking in their short time together. A fleeting urge to turn around and go back touched his heart, but something bigger and darker caused him to keep walking, each step farther away from her. It was easy to fall into a simple life, but the urges pushed on him. Making the decision to explore eased the tension in his spirit, but created a new need of comfort from the dark.

  The sun continued on its celestial path, the afternoon turning late and a hint of a star shining through the dying light.

  Will stopped and eyed his surroundings. Feeling the pressure of the day slipping away, he opened his hand, stone appearing in it. Setting to task, he began to build a square stone structure. Working, it took only about ten minutes to create the structure. Stepping inside, the sun sank low beyond the horizon. Stars began to shine and the air cooled.

  Will was about to pull out a torch, but decided against it. The flames, even in his shelter would attract things. Pulling his bed from his inventory, he placed it in a corner and placed a stone block at the entrance. The space was cramped, but it was enough for him to sleep. A lone opening the size of a window pane was the only way to look out or in, but not big enough for anything to crawl in.

  The last bit of sun flashed before its light faded away, night’s cloak covering the land. Two full moons rose up in the distance and Will watched with fascination. Birdsong turned to crickets. Will stared out of the single square hole, admiring the night when he noticed pale figures moving in the distance of the dark forest.