More Than Chains To Bind by Stevie Woods Page A

without a fight. Haven't I made that clear enough yet?" I shoved him away, and he crashed into the column.
    I struggled into my tunic, hand shaking a little with the adrenaline rush. He had slid to the ground still leaning back against the column, still totally naked, as he glared at me. I lay down as far from him as the chain would allow, turned my back on him, wrapped myself in my blanket and put him out of my mind.
    The only time I was really at peace, except for those few precious minutes during the food break, was when I lay quiet at night. I allowed my mind to wander, always about Hollis. I remembered many times when we had bickered, times when we had sparred and I had struggled to beat him. I never did, of course. I saw that tension now as sexually based. It had always been there, but we poor fools had just been too blind to see it. So many memories, so much fodder for dreams. Dreams that maybe began in memory, but ended in fantasy.
    I don't know why, but I think Hollis would be a wonderful kisser and I do so love to kiss. I think it's so intimate. He knows how fond I have become of Begla fruit, so I imagined he brought me some and fed it to me, then he leaned in to taste it on my tongue. It was wonderfully erotic as he licked behind my teeth and the roof of my mouth before finally wrapping his tongue around mine and sucking it into his mouth. The juice of the Begla is so sweet, and Hollis dribbled some on my chest. He stroked the sticky substance around my nipples, then drew it down my sternum to circle my belly button. It was so arousing.
    I took hold of his wrist, pulled his hand up to my mouth and sucked his sticky fingers one by one, cleaning them with my tongue. He moaned softly, and I finished with a quick kiss to each fingertip. He took my mouth in a passionate kiss before pulling away with a gasp. He smiled and then leaned down to lick the juice off my nipples, sucking and laving first one, then the other until I was writhing under his ministrations.
    He put one hand on a hip to hold me steady as he licked his way down my chest, nipping my skin gently between licks. When he reached my belly button, he licked and sucked away the sticky stuff until his tongue was stabbing in and out of me, and I was moaning in anticipation of being taken for the first time by the man I loved.
    He picked up another fruit, and I was begging him to take me.
    "Patience, patience," he murmured, stroking the soft fruit along my rock hard cock. I was thrashing my head from side to side and moaning his name as he licked the thick, sweet substance off before taking me deep into his mouth. I'd never experienced anything like it as waves of sensation rolled through me and just when I thought I couldn't take any more, I felt his fingers slide underneath me and a finger circle my entrance, pushing against the muscle. I bucked up into his mouth, crying out as my orgasm tore through me.
    He took it all, every drop, just kept sucking until I was empty. I was gasping for breath, trying to tell him how much I loved him when he released me, licked his lips and smiled. He moved up my body and kissed me. I was fascinated to taste myself on his tongue.
    "Oh Hollis, that was wonderful. Your turn. Do you want me?"
    "Want you? God, do you know how long I've wanted you?"
    I was drowning in his kisses and I never wanted to surface.
    "I've dreamed of taking you," he gasped out between kisses.
    "Oh Lords, yes, anything, anything."
    I felt a tug on my wrist and I was moving with Hollis--but it wasn't Hollis. It was Fortil pulling on the chain as he moved and my wonderful fantasy faded in the darkness of my reality.
    I feared my fantasies were all I would ever have.

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    It was a warm night and it felt wonderful to stand under the cool rain. I watched as the water cascaded over Liander's naked body and I couldn't stop my hands from reaching out and smoothing down his back in long, sweeping strokes. I loved the feel of his skin beneath my fingers, supple