Here it is :) A slow start, set just after Alice started living with the Spook and Tom; I'm sure all countries will have their own names for that book :P Let me know if anything offends you, I'm more than happy to oblige, same with any requests And thank you to Winnie for all her great help XD Those of you who haven't read her stories yet, check them out
My master had given me and Alice leave to spend a day away from our work and just please ourselves. I was sure he'd meant for us to spend the day separately but it had been Alice's idea, seeing as it was such nice weather, for us to go up one of the fells with a picnic she made herself
By late morning my body was starting to sweat with the exertion of climbing the fell, carrying the picnic basket Alice had prepared. It was an aromatic July afternoon and it was days like this that the heat really got inside your body and roasted you from the inside out.
Alice had let go of my hand a moment ago and as I watched her climbing through the yellow grass ahead of me I appreciated the view of her hips swinging and the way her dress skimmed suggestively over her bottom. As I tried to suppress the slowly increasing warmth in my crotch Alice turned to grin at me as though she knew. I grimaced guiltily and picked up my pace to draw level with her.
"Come on, Tom, don't tell me you're getting tired already." She teased, taking hold of my hand again. I felt another prickle in my armpits at the guilt of what I was feeling down below on what should have been a careless and peaceful day. Alice and I drew closer together and she rested her head on my shoulder. Her silky hair tickled my cheek and, without thinking, I wrapped my arm around her, purposefully clenching the muscles so they would feel harder. Alice lifted her head and flashed me a mischevious smile,
"Bet you I can reach the top of the hill first" she teased. I took my arm from around her shoulders and smacked her bottom gently.
"Go on, then, I'll race you." I replied, picking my pace up to a run. Alice, who'd had a small head-start, made a face of false shock at my smack and giggled, sprinting ahead, her summer scent breezing after her.
We reached the top of the fell to be greeted by a blissful warmth and birdsong. Alice was sat cross-legged next to a large jagged rock and smiling at me, as pretty and innocent as a high-born girl half her age. I strolled over to her and dropped the basket next to her before sitting down facing her.
Alice giggled and leaned forward slightly so that the tips of her hair touched my chest and I could gaze into her eyes. I gave a short nervous chuckle at the strange intimacy of the situation and Alice giggled gently. She sat back on her heels and tossed her hair gently, my eyes inevitably drawn to the subtle bounce of her breasts as she did so.
"Tom," Alice scolded, lifting my chin up, "eyes on the face!"
"A man cannot live by bread and ale alone" I smirked, quoting the common excuse of the village men.
Alice gave me a gentle push in the chest "You're not a man yet, Tom, you're still a scrawny boy." She warned me. I put my hands on her waist and ran them over her hips.
"So what does that make you?" I whispered cheekily.
Alice placed the picnic basket between us.
"Hungry" she smirked.
We laughed as we ate and then lay down in the grass to watch the sun go down, side by side and enjoying each other's warmth as we held hands. Truly Alice was the best friend I had ever had; my master was wrong to assume that we were anything more. We were sometimes a little playful, like we had been today, but I'm sure I'm like a brother to Alice. Girls like that don't go for scrawny boys.
So what do you think? Just dipping my toe in the water :P