Tile: Prime Instincts
Author: ahhpleezeninja
Rating: M, for sexual content and language Disclaimer: Not mine just toying with them.
Author's Note/ Spoiler Alert: This takes place after the steamy almost-had-sex-on-the-forest-floor scene with Richard and Kahlan after he is confessed. Will they forget it ever happened or will they try to pick up where they left off? How will Cara help them out? Come find out. Comment Please!
I see her look at me with lust filled eyes, the animal that she's kept inside all this time is finally coming out to play. I kiss her while I drag her down to the forest floor. I shed my shirt and help her untie the lasses in front of her dress. I begin to kiss her again while putting myself between her legs and hear her moan my name "Richard!" I increase the speed of our kiss, from her lips to her neck and back and then she flips us, while scratching my back, and now she's on top. She moves her hair from her face with one stroke of her hand and come down to kiss me. I flip us over and land back on top of her. I kiss her neck and she moans my name again.
"Richard!" I snap out of my day dream and see Kahlan, Zed and Cara looking at me weird. "Huh?" I ask.
"You were daydreaming weren't you" Cara asks me, while giving me a knowing look as if she knows what I was thinking about.
"Um. sorry. We should set up camp it's going to get dark soon."
"Well, alright. There's a town just a few miles away. If we keep walking we should be there by sunset." Zedd states while walking ahead to lead the way. Cara follows suit whiling shooting be a 'Your a dirty boy' look. This leaves Kahlan and I to follow them.
"What were you thinking about?" Kahlan asks me.
"Nothing" I say a little bit too quickly. She realizes then what I was thinking about and it makes her face blush. This just makes the caveman in me more harder to control. Before our near half tumble, it was only a little hard to keep my hands off of her, now it was just fucking difficult. How I am suppose to keep my hands off her hips, her chest, her thighs, when they were under my palm mere hours ago. I heard her moan my name, arch beneath me while I rubbed my pelvis against hers. Now I was suppose to be the Seeker and treat her like the Mother Confessor, sexy respected Mother Confessor who can't be touched other than by her mate. "It's hard for me too" she says in a quiet voice. No fucking kidding. Now all I can think of is about how I was so close to showing her how much I love her. To hearing her scream in the throes of passion. In that moment when I was confessed I wasn't making love to Kahlan, I was making love to my mistress and Kahlan knew that. I also remember the heartbreak written all over her face when I said I love my mistress with all my heart. I hurt her. I was confessed but I remember that look of despair, of heartache and I'd give anything to take it away. If I had been showing Kahlan how much I love her than It wouldn't bother me so much. But I wasn't. I have thought of how our, her first time with me, with anybody, would be like. And that wasn't it. Passion yes, but not enough. I didn't truly bring that ferocious hungry cat inside of her out. I know it's there, I felt it the first time we kissed and hours ago in the forest.
"I know, I'm sorry" I say and I am. It can't be easy for her. She can confess me if we ever show each other the best night of our lives. It's killing me as much as her. We walk the rest of the way in silence.
We arrive at a little inn at the outskirts of a town called Farahlin Creek. I glance over at Richard and I know he's trying hard not to think of our incident of few hours ago. Hell, I can't. I still remember him above me making me feel this passion that I've never felt before. It's addicting, no wonder Confessors are sworn to get a mate before they can do something as , I thought, as insignificant as a kiss. Richard hadn't even touched be in between my legs and I got hot too fast. I still am, my body is burning and I don't know what to do to cool myself down. I wanted to, the Spirits only knows how much I wanted to. But I couldn't while he loved someone else. A part of me knows how much he wanted it, but I want him to be Richard when I give myself completely to him, if only I could. We always get so close to being together and something or someone stops us. I should be happy that I've been able to hold off for so long. Every time I look at him I have the urge to bite the smile from his lips and replace it with a moan. To be above him and feel his lips on my breast while I ride him with oblivion. Whoa! I start to blush at how far my thoughts went. I try not to think of Richard like this because it leaves me uncomfortable when my wanton woman thoughts are finished. I'd never use to think like this; I never even knew fully what happens during consummation, until Deneen told me. After Richard and I rescued her, before she gave birth to my nephew, she spoke to me of the basic principles of consummation, what I was to expect. I could never hide anything from her and she saw right through me, that I love Richard. She didn't give me details but being around Richard has left a lot of things to imagination but somehow I know that anything with Richard will be anything but as simple as what Deneen explained. I begin to blush.
I look up to see Richard staring at my face with a ferocious hungry look on his face. He always gives me this look when I blush. I wonder if he knows what's going on inside of my head when this happens. If he did, I would've been his a long time ago. More like a month after we met. I'm ecstatic about sleeping in an inn. I get to have a warm bath and forget the past few days and few hours ever happened.