Riding the Archer
Sunlight streams in through the large windows. A breeze blows throug the stony hallways.
I barely notice any of it. Too deeply lost in thought I am, as I carry a bundle of flowers through the halls oft he Ninth House. The flowers in one of the vases in the entrance hall had started to wither and needed replacing.
What I am thinking about? Well, it's not so much a question of what, but who.
I started working as a servant in the Sagittarius Temple two weeks ago. Of course, it was a great honor to be in the service of any of the Gold Saints. But back then, fear had krept into my heart as I had ascended the stairs of the Twelve Houses for the first time. My dream had always been to serve the Gold Saints. Ever since I can remember, I admired them for their courage, their strenght and their selfless willingess to fight for peace and justice. However, I had barely ever seen any of them up close. Now that I have, I can tell how frightening their strenght is. They radiate pure power. They fight to protect others, but standing near them, you can feel that they could squash you as easily as they'd squash an insect, if they wanted to. That's how enormous their Cosmos is.
My new master, Aiolos of Sagittarius, is a little different, though. He not only looks like an angel or a winged Greek god, he also has the personality to go with it. He treats his servants with a kindness I never saw in any other temple. His smiles brighten any room. And his Cosmos has a warmth and kindness to it, that lessens the fear of its incredible power more than with any other Gold Saint.
So absorbed am I pondering my master, that I am not paying attention to my surroundings. Suddenly, something solid and golden materialises in my way. I recoil with a gasp and nearly loose my balance.
„Careful!"
A hand shoots forward and grabs my wrist, preventing my fall. And before I even look up, I know who it is.
That voice…
I stare into his eyes. Two brilliant, emerald orbs glittering with warmth. Instantly, heat rushed into my cheeks, and I bow hastily, hoping he hadn't seen. Oh, how ashamed I felt.
„Master Aiolos! I-I am so sorry! I didn't mean to…"
A soft chuckle interrupts me. When I glance up, the Gold Saint is smiling. Instead of reprimanding or sharp words, he smiles at me! After a moment of surprise, I give myself a mental smack. Wasn't this why we all loved master Aiolos? While all Gold Saints had good hearts in their own way, his kindness and compassion was unique. Even his younger brother, Leo Aiolia, who was almost identical to Aiolos in looks and behaviour, came only second to him.
„Don't worry", the Sagittarius Saint says. „Nothing happened. See? You're still holding onto the flowers."
„I-I…"
Truth is, I don't know what to say. It is only two weeks after I started working here, after all. So it goes without saying that I don't know master Aiolos too well beyond what I caught by hear-saying. And though I know I don't have to fear punishment, I am still way too ashamed to say a word.
„Don't worry." Aiolos laughs lightly as he brushes off some dust that had gotten onto my dress. „You're new, right? Just take the time you need to adjust. I know that being a servant or new in a job isn't always easy. But I'm certain you'll do great."
My cheeks grow suddenly from hot to scorching. I hope even more desperately he doesn't notice and bow once again.
„A-again please forgive me, master! It… it won't happen again!"
„Keep working hard. Now please forgive me, I have an important appointment."
He gives me one last smile before heading for the exit.
Leaving me flabbergasted and red-faced.
A couple of weeks pass. I get gradually accustomed to my new workplace. My coworkers are so far all nice people I enjoy working with. And the more I learn about master Aiolos, the more my admiration grows. It is kind of a hobby among the servants to share all of the heroic deeds of their master they catch wind of. Of course, I've known that as Athena's strongest warriors, the Gold Saintsmust be especially noble and honorable men, more so than all the other Saints. However, the intimidation by their enormous Cosmos' doesn't go away. The exception is master Aiolos. He was noble, gentle and humane on a whole different level than most other Gold Saints. He talks to us servants as if we were on the same level. And that even though he is currently tutored by Shion to become his successor as Pope.
I really couldn't have wished for a better workplace.
As time passes, I assume more and more chores. One day, I am helping to store away freshly washed and dried laundry with two other servants, who have become great friends of mine. We walk through the hallways of the Ninth House, chatting amiably.
„And would you know? He asked me out this evening!"
Eleni,two years my elder with long, raven-black hair, is telling us about a man she had met a couple of weeks ago. Apparently, bethroathal is right around the corner. I feel happy for her.
We reach a small hallway that leads to the Ninth Houses' large bath hall. Here's where I part from the others.
„Go on ahead, I'll catch up with you", I tell them and head for the door.
My task is simple: Go into the bath, put the towels into their compartments and leave. Quick and easy, right?
The first thing I notice is the steam coming out the door when I open it. Strange. Was somebody using the bath? There shouldn't be, according to the scedule, us servants had checked that beforehand. On the other hand, it does need some time to prepare. If I'm lucky, someone just started preparing it for later and I'm long gone by the time anyone else arrives.
I step inside and immediately turn right, where the towel compartments are. My mind is solely focused on my task. Thus, when I notice the figure in the water, I promptly let them fall.
It's master Aiolos.
Instantly, my cheeks are ablaze. I didn't see anything, but it is obviousthat he's not wearing anything, so my hands are in front of my eyes in a split second. My heart seems to have tripled its pace and is beating so loud, I fear it's audible in the entire Sanctuary.
,Please don't let me have noticed me… please don't let him have noticed me… please don't let him have noticed me…'
Repeating those words like a mantra in my mind, I take a tentative step towards the door.
Emerald eyes shine through the steam and bear into mine.
My heart, just having gallopped away, now stops dead in its tracks from shock. Master Aiolos has noticed me. My cheeks are scorching now. I'm certain they glow redder than Antares, the biggest star of the Scorpio constellation. I'm so embarassed, I simply want to vanish from the face of the Earth. And I am certain that I can tell my job as servant here goodbye. Something like this, probably not even master Aiolos could forgive.
„I-I-I… I am so sorry! I didn't mean to…! I-I'll go now!"
With that, I turn to run out the door. However, one single words keeps me back.
„Wait."
Of all he could have said, this is so unexpected, that I freeze. Then I hear a sound that sends ice through my veins. The sound of someone exiting the water, and then the patting of wet feet on a stone floor.
My thoughts turn into total mush. All I can think is: ,Don't turn around, don't turn around, don't turn around…'
„M-my sincerest apologies", I stutter. „I… I didn't mean to… I'll leave the Ninth House r-right away…"
„Calm down." His voice sounds unexpectedly soft. „I never said I was angry with you or that you should leave."
That pierces through the mush in my head and gives me pause. Master Aiolos was right. One would've expected him to yell at me by now, throw me out of his temple and his service.
But he he hadn't.
Somewhere in the back of my mind rises the question of why he hasn't. It is quickly chased away by his voice, though.
„Truth is, I wanted to talk to you for a while now. However, I never managed to catch you alone. You were always busy, surrounded by your colleagues and friends." To my horror, he gently takes my chin and makes me turn around to him. I am overly aware of the hot body I'm held against. Yes, hot. Not simply warm like a normal person. It is as if I'm held against a small sun, so much is the heat master Aiolos radiates.
Luckily, his emerald green eyes fixate mine. They distract me from… lower parts.
„Why are you running away from me?", Aiolos whispers.
„I-I am not…!"
Am I really not? May I had been running away. Ashamed about myself, ashamed about the mistake I had made. I should have turned away when I had noticed the steam. Maybe I had actually been afraid of him scolding me badly, despite my better knowledge.
As if master Aiolos reads my mind, he smiles and says: „If it's about what happened all those weeks ago, that's long in the past. Besides, as I hear, you're doing a pretty fine job. You have nothing to fear."
Somehow, that compliment calms me down a little. And I wonder who had reported on me. Then again, does it really matter? Master is content with my work, and that suffices.
Suddenly, I am aware of his closeness again. My cheeks grew hot and I hope they're not glowing too red.
„M-master… I… I better go now."
„No." Aiolos' eyes bear into mine. To my surprise, I find it hard to tear mine away. „I want you to stay."
Those words make my heart race. Part out of panic, part because of… well… something else. I am actually not sure what exactly it is.
„M-master… I really shouldn't be here…"
At that, he gives me another smile, which makes my knees grow weak. „Ah… then please let me get you into a little secret. I love you. I've loved you since the day I first saw you."
My mind shuts down. My knees buckle, and Aiolos has to put a hand on my back to prevent me from falling. For some strange reason, this intimate contact doesn't bother me.
No. I even… like it.
„M-master…"
Another smile. „Call me Aiolos. Master is way too formal. Alas, it is etiquette in public. But when we're alone, please call me Aiolos." He traces a surprisingly gentle finger across my cheek. It sends a small shiver down my spine. Never before had anyone aside from my parents touched me with such tenderness. And I realise that he really, truly cares about me.
How it happened, I don't know. But without me realising, our lips meet. A kiss. A true, proper kiss. My first one. But instead of the shock I expected, I feel strangely light-headed. My stomach is filled with butterflies. And it feels so good. Aiolos is a great kisser. His lips press against mine, not too firmly, but firmly enough to show me he is serious. His tongue flickers between my lips playfully, teases the tip of my own when I shyly slid it out of my mouth.
And then, his right hand caresses me. Slids up and down my spine. Traces along my shoulder and neck. Lifts my skirt and strokes my thighs. Not only that. I am in the blink of an eye aware of something hard and hot pressing against the fabric over my stomach.
A wave of heat rushes through me. I have never felt anything of the kind. My body feels more alive than ever. And something stirrs in places that seemed to have been asleep until now.
When we run out of air, we break appart. With the magic gone, I suddenly realise what we are doing. Panic drives away the lust.
„A-Aiolos… are you sure… that it's okay?"
„Don't worry about me." A tender kiss on my forehead. „I know what I'm doing. But are you alright? If this is too much, do tell me. I will go only as far as you want me to go."
I take a few moments to think about it. From his part, there seemed to be no problem, so that hurdle is out of the way. But what about me? Am I truly ready for this? Do I even realise the full extent of what we are about to do? Of course, I have heard other girl and women talk about what awaited one in bed with a man. However, I imagined it all to happen differently than this. That I had a little more time to prepare myself. After all, I'm only twenty-one years old.
Then I look into the emerald eyes that were his eyes again. And the thought rises in the back of my head that this is a man I am willing to share this experiene with.
„Well… I am not sure if I am ready", I respond truthfully. „But I love you, Aiolos. I want you more than I ever wanted anything before."
The flash in his eyes tell me that he is happy about my honesty. „Don't worry. As I said, I'll only go as far as you want me to. We can do it nice and slow."
Something in his voice and eyes reassures me. Tells me that no matter what, Aiolos will take good care of me. That I'm safe with him. Heh, even in a matter like this, he radiates nothing but protectiveness.
I take a deep breath.
„Then… let's do it."
The next moment, his lips are on mine again. I can sense the passion in his kiss. Almost… hungry. And it makes me reply with equal passion. It's as if something inside me, asleep for all these years, has woken and is lifting its head.
My dress falls from my shoulders before I even notice. It had taken Aiolos only little effort sliding the broad straps off my shoulders. The white fabric pools around my feet. At my sudden nakedness, I can't hold back a feeling of vulnerability, despite my waking desire. In a reflex, I wrap my arms around my chest. After all, I've never been naked with a man before.
Master Aiolos seems to notice my discomfort. He lifts a hand and gently traces a finger down my cheek. Continued down my neck, my shoulders.
Begins to caress me.
The gentle touches rubb away my nervousness. I close my eyes and a sigh escapes my lips. It feels… well, like nothing I've ever experienced before. My body starts to tingle, every cell seems to vibrate.
Then Aiolos gently strokes my breasts. And the tingling turns to heat. It only grows when his hands wander on to my belly and my thighs. He lowers his head and kisses my cheek.
„M-Master", is all I manage to whimper.
He grins at me. „I've told you to let the master away. I am only Aiolos."
Only Aiolos…
I stare into his emerald eyes. There is warmth, longing and a depth I can't even start to comprehend. His features are as finely chiseled as those ancient Greek statues. Like I always imagined a god's face to look like.
Involuntarily, my eyes begin to wander downwards. His chest, his muscles, are as refined as his face. The skin glows in a spectacular bronze-gold. I lift a hand and explore those perfect shapes, just like he had done before. When I lay my palm on his right chest, I can feel the steady, strong rhythm of his hearbeat. A good heart. A hero's heart.
It is amazing to have this chance to take in this finely formed body in all its glory. But when I finally dare to let my eyes wander lower, my cheeks are instantly ablaze once more.
His member proudly stretches towards me. And it's big.
For a moment, I involuntarly wonder wether it would even fit into me. But then I remember Aiolos' promise to take good care of me. And I know that he keeps his promises.
The Sagittarius Saint puts a finger beneath my chin and gently lifts my face towards his.
„I won't hurt you."
These words prove how incredibly considerate he is towards others. I can see the sincerity in his eyes, hear it in his voice. Once more I relax. As nervous and unprotected my nakedness makes me feel, I know he would never harm me. The only thing making me still a little nervous is my inexperience.
I am just tracing a finger down his chest, savouring the feeling of his strong arms holding me, when he pulls away. Before I can protest, he gently puts a finger on my lips.
„Just one second. I'll make things more comfortable."
Aiolos heads over to where the towels are kept. He quickly spreads a couple of them onto the stone floor. When he finishes, he flashes me a smile.
„There. That's better, don't you think?"
„Y-yeah…"
Well, what more could I say? I hadn't really expected anything. After all, I hadn't expected any of this to happen when I had picked up that pile of towels to store them away.
Aiolos locks my lips with his once more. A sudden hunger wakes inside of me, and I become unusually courageous. Playful, even. Gods, I had no idea this side of me even existed.
Over the play of our tongues, I don't notice us moving slowly towards the makeshift matrace. The next moment, Aiolos has already broken my balance and is lowering me gently onto the towels.
The fire that has awoken inside of me grows when Aiolos begins to trace a finger across my colar bone, lets it teas my breasts, slides down my stomach – and then even lower.
I squirm when he teases the spot between my legs I have never even known is there. All heat seemed to concentrate on that one single spot. And I feel strangely wet between my legs, wetter than I had ever felt.
Aiolos gently kisses me on my forehead. „Are you ready?", he aks me in a whisper. „Is the pace alright for you or am I too fast?"
„I… I don't know… but… I… I guess I am ready…"
„As I said, we'll do it nice and slow. Just relax."
And he keeps his promise as I knew he would. His hands keep caressing me, setting my skin on fire wherever his fingers touch it. Over the building lust and heat, I barely notice him slowly spreading my legs. With one hand he now strokes that spot that showers my body with unknown, sweet shivers. Then his member presses against my entrance, and the sensation makes me jolt. I gasp. More, I don't get to do before Aiolos continues.
When he slowly slides inside me, the burning heat between my legs peaks.
Even though I try to relax like he told me to, the feeling of his member stretching muscles I never realised I had, made those same muscles twitch. I sound I never heard escapes my lips.
„Nnnnngh…"
A flurry of shivers runs through my body as Aiolos enters deeper and deeper. My hips twitch involuntarily. His member is so big, it actually hurts a tiny little bit. Yet at the same time, it was an oh so sweet pain. In fact, I doubt I have ever felt pain I would actually describe as this good.
Suddenly, the head of his cock hits some kind of barrier. I've heard of this. A woman's proof of virginity.
Concern flashed briefly in Aiolos' eyes. „Do you want me to go on? This might hurt a little."
I don't even hesitate. „Don't stop, Aiolos. Just don't stop."
A smile.
„Alright. Then at least I'll try to make it quick."
Again the Sagittarian acts on his word. I want to protest when he retreats almost entirely out of me. But there is no time for any words the leave my mouth. Before I even realise what is happening, Aiolos pushes into me, quickly and strongly, severing my maiden-head.
I scream.
It's a scream that stems from both pleasure and pain. It does hurt, but only briefly. Right after that, almost as if to make up to it, the tip of his member presses against a spot of my inside that makes stars appear in front of my eyes.
Aiolos, once having entered completely, stops.
„Are you alright?", he asks, a hint of concern in his voice.
„Y-yes", I answer, still a little breathless. „Just… just keep going."
For that, it felt too good. Luckily, the Sagittarius Saint complies. „We'll do it nice and gentle", he repeats once again before slowly pulling almost entirely out. Pushing in again. Pulling out. Pushing in again.
And every time he filles me entirely, he hits that sweet spot deep within. That, together with the feeling of his member stretching my inner walls, chases waves of lust through my body as I've never felt before. At the third push, I can't hold back a gasp. As if on it's own, my body adjusts to Aiolos' rhythm. It moves along to his movements to take him in even deeper, and I instinctively stretch my legs to let him in as much as possible. My hands claw into the towels to vent the pleasure washing through me.
„A-Aiolos…", I moan.
In response, he whispersmy name gently into my ear and kisses me on my neck.
As our pleasure builds, our movements become faster. We don't even have to make a conscious choice. Everything just happens.
„Ngh… A-Aiolos… ah…"
He smiles down at me, his breath going heavy, his emerald eyes gleaming with jest and pleasure.
„You know… you're cute when you make those little noises."
Oh… somewhere in my lust-ridden mind, I decide he must pay for this remark.
My chain of thought is broken when once again he hits that spot. A ball of lava seems to form between my legs, growing with every stroke. Somehow, I know that I am approaching the edge. Every push brings me closer to it.
He pulls out. He pushes back in. And when the head of his cock touches that spot once more, I fall down the cliff.
A deep, long moan escapes my mouth as waves of lust rock my body and my inner walls fall into spasms. My back arches toward's Aiolos' body. A moment later, I hear him moan as well as hot semen streams into me. The contractions of my inner walls must have been too much and sent him over too.
We lie, panting. Aiolos stays embedded deeply in me, his cock pulsing and filling me with so much semen that some of of it begins to trickle out of me. My body still squirms a little as the pulsing member takes me on a ride on the last waves of lust. Gradually, those ebb down.
„I love you", the Sagittarius Saint says, catching my eyes with his. „I've loved you since I first saw you."
A sweet declaration of his feelings, cementing what he has already said.
„I love you too", I reply, my voice hoarser than I'd imagined. „You're the best man I've ever met, and I'm so happy to have become your servant."
„Do you want to be the woman of my life?"
That direct questions takes me off guard. But in his eyes, I can see that he's serious.
My heart leaps at him.
„Yes", I whisper, without a single trace of doubt. „Yes, I do want that."
Happiness glints in Aiolos' eyes. He cups my cheek with his hand and his lips find mine.
A whole new feeling of daring overcomes me. And his small movements inside me rekindle that fire between my legs. So I gently push with my hands against his shoulders. Aiolos understands without a word. He wraps his arms around my wast and rolls over so he's the one lying beneath me now.
I begin to ride him. Slowly at first. Sweet shivers chase though my body and I begin to feel him becoming hard again. The heat begins to grow once more.
Aiolos looks up at me, eyes slightly widened in surprise. I smile down at him. Heck, I still am surprised at myself for doing this. Usually, I am more the type who holds back. But ist as if this newfound taste or lust has woken another side of me.
As the fire builds, my body automatically moves faster. Aiolos moans and that sound sets my entire body aflame. My movements become faster and faster.
Now I am really riding Aiolos.
Then there it is again, that pleasure in my core that signals the approach of the cliff. Our movements are almost frantic now. Lust builds, but relief still wouldn't come. I wanted to scream in frustration, but all that escapes my lips is another moan.
Out of the blue, the cliff is here and we tumble down together. Again the pulses wash through me, and Aiolos fills me to the brim with hot semen.
As I fall down on his strong, warm body, I feel totally spent. But in a good way. I even manage to smile as we ride the last waves. The look of satisfaction and joy on Aiolos' face is one I've never seen there – and a perfect mirror of my own feelings.
„That was… incredible", I say as he pulls out of me with a wet is important to me that he knows. „Thank you for this gift. I couldn't have wished for a better experience or a better man for my first time."
Aiolos curls a strand of my hair playfully around one of his index fingers. In his eyes, a spark dances.
„And it shall not be the last time." A gentle kiss on my forehead. „Because you are the woman of my life now."
With an incredible warmth that has nothing to do with lust washing through me, I cuddle against him. I know that he means every single word. Aiolos is not the type of man to play with another person's feelings. I almost want to scream with utter joy and happiness.
„I look forward to our time together", I say, in absolute certainty that it was going to be great. And whatever obstacles were coming our way, we were going to face them together.
„I do, too", the Sagittarian replies and wraps an arm around me. „I won't ever let you go."
„And you can be certain that I won't let you go ever, either."
He chuckles lightly, sending a fuzzy feeling into my belly. „Oh, I'm absolutely certain you won't."
So we lie, exhausted but happy. I feel… complete. For the first time in my life. And still so incredibly lucky that such a man as Aiolos has chosen me to be the woman at his side for the rest of his life. I barely can wait to see what our joined life was going tob be like. My time as a servant has come to and end, I realise. But not in a way I would ever have expected.
Also…
Today was definitively only the first of many times I am going to ride this archer.