Dreams Beneath a Starfilled Sky | By : DragonEyeZ Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 7598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 19: Curing haphophobia
Three days slowly passed, and though Drizzt in every way seemed happy to be back, he still shun away from most physical contact, including most of Catti-brie’s caresses – she could not even give him a kiss without him flinching. Though he still could hug her, he never brought the contact further, which meant that though they still shared bed, it was only to sleep – much to the human woman’s regret. She had advanced on him several times, but he had pulled away each time, memories haunting him and wiping all desire from him. She let him keep the distance, though, hoping that time could mend the damage, but it seemed it would take far longer than her patience would last.
It was somewhat after lunchtime, and she found herself rummaging through their room, her subconscious telling her that shesesssessed something that could aid her in her struggle to overcome Drizzt’s fear of being touched, though her mind could not figure out what it could be. That was, until her fingers brushed against a small flask down in the very bottom of her backpack....
Curious, she took the flask, looking at its clear contents - water, as far as she could determine – and pulled out the cork before taking a sniff at the contents of the bottle. A soft, indefinable scent reached her nostrils, and she could feel a tingle run down her spine, ending in her abdomen with a pleasant glow. She then remembered that she had filled this very same flask with water from the pool in the Lover’s Cave (which it had been named by both her and Drizzt). A smirk crept onto her face, as she realized she, indeed, had an item that would help her getting the drow elf past his haphophobia…
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Drizzt entered the room, slightly tired from the sparring he had just done with Wulfgar, and paused in the doorframe, taking in the view before him. A blazing fire burned in the fireplace, heating the room, and Catti-brie sat half-inclined in the middle of the bed, wearing only a loose robe. She smiled upon seeing him, and held up a bottle of wine and two glasses, then motioned to the spot beside her. The drow elf returned the smile and removed both armor, weapons and boots before climbing into the bed beside her, careful not to cause too much movement in the mattress as the woman started pouring the wine into the glasses. He accepted the glass he was offered, noticing that the wine was thin – though he figured Catti-brie probably had mixed it with water to make it less potent, knowing his distaste for alcoholic beverages.
Catti-brie held up her glass in a toast, and then they each sipped at the wine. The elf let the liquid stay in his mouth for a short while, a habit he had picked up at Alustriel’s court. The wine was pleasant, just the correct temperature, and not all too sweet, yet not sour. It had a slightly spicy tone to it, one he could not quite put his finger on.
They talked casually about this and that, every now and then taking a sip from their respective glasses. Suddenly, Drizzt found his gaze repeatedly drawn to the woman beside him, especially to her legs where only the top-most of her thighs were covered with the robe, or to her chest where the collar of the robe fell down, exng hng her cleavage. Suddenly, the room was not just warm - it was hot. Very hot…
The drow mentally slapped himself, forcing his gaze onto the door instead and took a large gulp of the wine, hoping it would help cooling the fire that had started replacing the blood in his veins. Yet, it had the completely opposite effect, and he suddenly realized his breathing had become husky. All of a sudden, Catti-brie seemed too close, her face only inches from his, and then her hand slipped to the back of his neck, holding him still as she kissed him deeply. Again, the images of the mermaids flooded his mind, but, for some reason, they seemed strangely distant. Opening the eyes he not really realized he had closed, he looked into the blue orbs of the female before him, and, for the first time in several days, could not find any associations with the half-fish.
His entire body suddenly humming with desire and lust, he swept the female into a hard, bruising kiss, hands already working on the sash that kept the robe together, his hunger burning more powerfully than anything he had ever experienced before. He grabbed both flask and glasses, moving them off the bed – a tiny part of his brain kicking in through the haze that lay over his mind, making him place all three things on the nightstand instead of just throwing them to the floor – before he pushed Catti-brie down to the mattress, his hands running over her now naked form. Their lips met again, tongues dancing in complicated patterns while her fingers made short work on the fastenings of his shirt.
Once his clothes had been disposed off, he kissed her furiously again, moving down her body and attacked her core with a hunger unmatched by anything except perhaps a man who had not seen something to drink for two weeks. She cried out, thrashing on the bed, biting into the pillow to muffle her screams as the drow swiftly brought her to the edge and beyond. Only when she fell back onto the mattress, her body still trembling with the aftershocks, did he release her, instead maneuvering his body into position between her legs.
She groaned deeply, wrapping her legs around his waist as he slid into her, his breathing harsh and broken with moans as he desperately moved against her. Their coupling held only little of the love and tenderness they had had previously, instead driven by pure lust. Sighs, moans and soft cries of pleasure were the only sounds passing between them as their bodies slid against each other, hands roaming wildly, hungrily and desperately. At end, Drizzt dug his teeth into her shoulder, trying to stifle his cry as he reached his release, pulling her with him over the edge.
The dark elf fell to his side next to her, gasping for breath, his mind still a burning haze, though his desire, at the moment, had been satedtti-tti-brie turned towards him, snuggling into his arms with a comfortable sigh. Instinctively, the drow embraced her, the familiar feeling calming him. Suddenly, he noticed a bruise on her arm, and, surprised and shocked, he pulled back. Horrified, he saw that she had not just one, but several bruises from their rough lovemaking. A single drop of blood tickled down her shoulder from where he had bit her, a mark that most defiantly would leave a scar.
The woman, slightly confused, looked up at him. She smiled, and stroke his arm gently, urging him to lay back down, as if she had not noticed herself the damage he had wrought upon her delicate skin. He pulled back from her caress as if he had been burned, his mind denying to believe what his eyes told him – he had taken Catti-brie with force!
A/N: Am I mean or am I mean? A couple of reviews to feed my plotbunny, and the next chapter will be up shortly.
(by this time, I have eight reviews. Bring it up to ten, and the chapter will appear..)
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