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Ravenloft: Adam: Is this...Love?	By : Manofevil Category: M through R > Ravenloft Views: 1279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Inga was standing on her tiptoes to kiss him and he was still bending down. She finally stepped up onto his feet and their postures became less awkward. Their arms slid up each others backs and their tongues wrestled in each others mouths. Adam’s hands slid down to Inga’s buttocks and held her by those so she would cease to fall away from him. Inga’s left hand slid down into Adams trousers and around to his belly to pull his penis out the front. She then wrapped her other hand around the back of his neck and pulled herself up onto it, planting her right foot on his, and wrapping her left leg around behind him, all without breaking the kiss or opening her eyes. Her left hand joined her right behind his neck and she began to raise and lower herself up and down on him while making those ‘MMPH’ sounds again. Adam just let it happen, like she’d showed him. He wasn’t supposed to think about it, he realized, he was supposed to feel it. She seemed to writhe even as she rose and fell causing her ‘MMPH’ sounds to get a little louder. Then she began to shake and quiver again and shrieked into his mouth again, causing the vibrations that traveled through his teeth to his bones again. He felt her fluids flow again but she kept going. Adam withdrew one of his hands and pushed his trousers down so they wouldn’t get too drenched. Inga continued to writhe on his penis and slid her arms under his so she could hang off his shoulders instead of his neck. Suddenly she broke the kiss with him, laid her head down hard on his shoulder, and bit into her lower lip until Adam’s penis erupted inside her again and then she let loose a long loud howl that shook them both to their bones. Adam held her tight until she was done then just stood there for several minutes, listening to her breathe heavily.
Inga turned her face back to his and kissed him one last time before climbing down off of him. She just couldn’t seem to keep her hands off him.
“Do you have to go?” she asked wistfully. Then her stomach growled.
Adam smiled.
“We have to eat.” he said. He went back to dressing.
Inga had expected his face to be badly scarred. She hadn’t expected his smile to make the scars look worse. If she was falling in love with this man, she would have to get used to that. She looked back at his dressing in the firelight and realized something else: His teeth hadn’t been all sharp or fangs or crooked or uneven. They’d just been plain white human teeth. He wasn’t at all the monster from her dream.
“Aren’t you going to get dressed?” He asked.
Inga realized she was standing there stark naked and he had been staring at her.
“I suppose I’d better if you’re ever going to get out the door.” She smiled.
‘Yet another smile,’ thought Adam.
Inga reached up and pulled down one of her now dry cloaks and wrapped it around her, then noticed the washtub.
“On second thought,” she said, “if you’re going out, I think I’ll take a bath.”
“Good idea,” said Adam, remembering his own encrusted midsection. “You might want to move to the fire though,” he said, moving to the door.
Inga moved over to the fire as Adam opened the door. The snow was well up to Adam’s chin. He’d have a serious chore clearing it.
“How will we get out?” asked Inga.
“Oh, I’ll dig us out. Don’t worry about that,” Adam said crossing the room to the tub, “Living on the island has forced me to be very good at big jobs when they present themselves.” Adam hefted the tub and carried it back to the door.
Inga bit her lip before asking her next question.
“Adam, you… really are the creature from across the bay that everyone fears, aren’t you?”
Adam set the tub down and looked at her. He didn’t like where this was going. He picked up a bucket and began shoveling snow into the tub with it.
“You’ve killed people before, haven’t you?” she regretted blurting that out the minute she said it. Adam froze for a second then went back to work. Her voice came from closer behind him this time.
“You’ve HAD… to kill people before, haven’t you?” She asked this question much more quietly.
Adam exhaled heavily.
“I have.” Adam admitted without turning around, bracing himself for what came next.
“You won’t kill anyone today, will you? - When you go for food? ” She gushed.
Adam turned around with his eyes wide. He had expected accusations and condemnations, not concern. The only thing he could see in her eyes was concern.
“It doesn’t seem right to kill people for their food.” she continued
He decided to set her mind at ease.
“Very well, I will kill no one today,” he declared, looking straight into her eyes.
She looked visibly relived.
“Thank you,” she said.
Adam turned back to his work. It had clearly taken every ounce of courage she could muster to ask him these things. She’d probably feel the need to ask him more awkward questions later. He realized he should be prepared for that.
Inga brought the large kettle up beside him and filled it with snow. She placed her hand on his shoulder when he bent over to fill the bucket, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered “thank you” into his ear before she hauled the kettle back to the fireplace. Adam smiled as he realized that that was her way of saying that the issue was closed as far as she was concerned. He continued to shovel.
“Adam,” she said from behind, “the tub is full.” Adam turned around and noticed she was right. He hadn’t realized how distracted he had become.
“Will you be able to-“, Inga started to ask? Adam hefted one end of the tub and dragged it across the floor to the fireplace. She’d heard he was strong. Adam smiled at her as he walked past her to chest. She sat down next to the fire and the tub and waited for the water in the kettle to boil.
Adam cleared out the chest and moved it to the door to begin filling it with snow. It would be easier to empty this chest later than clear a puddle of water off the floor. He began to shovel again.
“Adam,” she said, “where will you go to find food?”
Now she sounded like Merilee, just making conversation.
“If I can’t hunt anything down between here and the nearest farms, I’ll have to take something from them. Don’t worry. I won’t hurt anyone.”
“Oh, I know,” she said, “I know.” She looked up and watched him at his work. His back was so broad and his arms so muscled. He was … so huge. Adam turned and caught her looking. She smiled embarrassedly and he smiled back. It didn’t look so ugly this time.
Adam finished filling the chest and hauled it to the fire.
“We can drink this when it melts later,” he said to Inga, “Now one last thing.” he said, offering her his hand. Inga took it and stood up. He led her to his bed, and lifted the mattress. Inga’s eyes widened as she saw the knives there. They’d made love on top of those.
“I found these in the chest last night and feared you'd try something foolish if you found them, so I hid them here. I am not the only fearsome creature who walks the forests of Lamordia. If I leave you here with these, will you be able to defend yourself if something… comes?”
"I think so, yes.” She answered.
“You should probably bar the door, just in case.” He said.
“Yes,” She agreed. Adam picked up one of the knives and they walked to the door.
“How will you cross the snow?” asked Inga.
Adam upended a bucket for her to stand on and said, “Watch.”
She stepped up on the bucket and watched. Adam charged up the snow drift and threw himself onto his stomach at the top. He then rolled like a log to the fir tree at the edge of the clearing. He then began cutting down branches to make snow shoes. Adam was really very clever, she thought. She got down off the bucket and moved it out the door so she could see him better. She shivered as she stepped barefoot into the snow. She stopped when she stepped back up on the bucket. The sun was shining so she was pleased to realize that he wasn’t likely to get caught in another blizzard.
“Adam!” she cried, waving to him, “I’ll be here when you get back!”
Adam waved back to her and smiled. This time, she found nothing ugly about his smile.
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