Before we start I would like to thank the person who beta read this, Dovahzeymah. Also, the first chapter done very well, so enjoy this one! Updated on 5/23/16.
Garen charged and slashed the rock that would've otherwise killed me. He scooped me up like a rag doll, and ran.
"No!" I hear Talon and Darius screamed, running towards Garen and me.
However, Garen was too quick. Too quick for even Talon to catch him. The fear and anxiety combined made me faint.
When I regained consciousness, I registered the smell of moist soil and rocks. I felt skin, but in the dim light resulted in me being confused as to where I was.
Garen must of sensed my movement because he said, "What's up, Sleeping Beauty?" He smiled that smile of his that I could barely make out. I try to squirm free from his grasp.
"Relax," Garen said, holding me tighter to his bare chest, "I'm not going to hurt you."
But Garen wasn't the least of my problems. My head was still spinning and I thought I was going to go mad. Finally, when everything was normal, and there was only a slight headache; I started to observe my surroundings. We were in a cave no doubt, but this warm sensation I feel all over my body said otherwise. Then it hit me.
"You aren't wearing anything, are you?" I said, just making out his figure in the dim light. He smirked- confirming my theory. I stared at his well-built body and wondered how hard must he train to get - and maintain- it.
"He was built like an ox,' I thought, "Talon is more like a gazelle."
"No, I'm wearing underwear," Garen said, "It's cold so might as well have a cover or a blanket of some sort."
Even in the dim lighting, I could see- and feel- he was getting a little naughty and hard.
"We might have to stay in here a few days," He said, averting his eyes to the ceiling, "However, if we use the food and water in our survivor kits, we might make- " He was cut off by the sounding of his own hissing.
"What's wrong?" I said, alerted.
"Crap, my legs are bleeding again."
I pulled the 'blanket' down and examined his left leg. His legs would've been perfectly sturdy except for the long gash across it with a piece of blade poking out. How he lasted like this I couldn't even comprehend.
"Talon," I whispered, barely audible, " I guess you didn't escape from him after all. Don't move. I'll get it out and try my best to patch you up."
"Okay Nurse," he said, traces of a teasing smile started to form; I stared at him until he felt ashamed, "Sorry."
I sighed.
"Well I got the blade out. It's not deep but it is long," I said, "I think there might be antibiotics and some bandage to patch this up. As long as you don't get exposed to anything, you should be fine. The only problem is I don't know how long." I said tugging on his linen underwear. He picked up on the hint.
"Oh." he said, hesitantly. If the gash reached where I think it reached, it could get infected with all the dirt in this place. And his pubic hair will most definitely trap dirt if it happens to reach it. He pulled down his underwear, so I could inspect it. I did my best to ignore his boner, but eventually just sighed and gave up. The gash didn't go that far up anyways.
"Sorry," he muttered, sheepishly.
I first rubbed antibiotics on his leg. He groaned a little in pain. He didn't complain when I put the hot, stuffy bandage on him though.
"Why do I need to wear this much?" He asked, looking at me, "I mean, a little thin layer would do fine."
"Because," I said, exasperated, "I'm not risking you getting infected."
"Need me in your life?" he said, that same teasing smile starting to form. This time, I tilted my head and gave him Cassiopeia's 'laugh'. Barely anyone had resisted Cassiopeia's laugh. Those who did, didn't last long and were soon heads over heels in love with her. Garen started to get entranced. I see him looking up and down and was holding onto me a little tighter.
"Cassiopeia. I wonder," I thought, "No. she's your sister. She wouldn't. She couldn't. I can't."
It was a dark time in Noxus. War broke loose with Demacia, and a big one. The Black Rose was joining the war, and Swain and Leblanc was wreaking havoc. Meanwhile, King Jarvan the III and Prince Jarvan the VI were cutting Noxian troops left and right. Cassiopeia had always hated the tension of wars. She said she was going to the river to meditate. However, late that night we heard a scream like Cassiopeia's scream. I ran.
"Cassiopeia!" I screamed, looking desperately. The last thing I saw was a snake tail slithering through the brushes.
Garen started to moan. I opened my eyes, alerted. Then I realized I was squeezing his bandaged leg too hard.
"Sorry," I said, releasing his leg, "I just got a little distracted. You should be alright in 2 or 3 weeks, and should be able to walk on it."
"It's okay and thanks," he said, smiling another one of those gorgeous smiles that wanted to make me faint.
I guess it was time to pull off enough Cassiopeia's enchanting moves. I started getting prepared for 'the look' then stopped myself. If Darius ever wanted me to become an escort, I would play that role. But first, I need some practice. Then I stopped.
"No. You can't. That was Cass's thing. I can't make Garen heads over heels in love with me to the point that he has no spine," I thought.
I started to adjust my body to get on top of his. He didn't resist. In fact, smiling he adjusted his arms so that it rubbed my back freely and gave me my first kiss. A light one, but on the lips. He smiled and started twirling my hair between his fingers. I combed mine through his. Soon, I was in my bra and underwear and he was rubbing all over the place. I was patting and touching his chest, legs, face, and mostly his underwear. We both decided to call it a night. I was really warm, Garen's clothes smelled nice, and his chest was actually a comfortable pillow. I put my arm underneath his head; thus, he won't have to sleep on the hard rock floor.
"Sweet dreams," I said.
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