Chapter 9
As we get closer to the base, I watch Tess from behind, memorizing the shape of her body and imagining what I was going to do next to it. My desires were running more wild with her now. Ever since she admitted to a scent… I close my eyes and can pick up the subtle aroma that I now know is Tess. Then I get smacked against my chest, hard.
"Dean! What the fuck are you thinking about? I've been trying to get your attention for hours now." I look at her, the aroma strengthening with her anger. I shake my head. These thoughts are overcoming me.
"I doubt it was hours, sweetness." I try to clear my head again when a breeze hits her then wafts over me. Fuck! I can't keep my mind focused. I stand and return to the camp. "Today is off. I can't focus. No deal." I storm off not waiting to hear from Tess. I don't know what's going on. I'm worried because this new thing is more intense. Fuck!
I work my way back to base and look above at the tree branches covered by vines. I kneel down and exert all energy to take off into the branches, disturbing the leaves to fall on the campsite below. I climb and jump and work all the muscles in my body. I climb upwards, determined now to reach the top of the canopy. My focus is on where to grip and where to leap, no longer remembering the young girl who was probably pissed back at camp. I bet she's pacing with her arms crossed across her breast. Those perfect mounds of silky, bouncy, soft… I fall a few feet until I catch myself on a nearby vine. I swing to another branch nearby and curse at myself for the loss in focus. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. Instead of being lost on the battle field, I'm just lost. Why did I ask her about scents? Why the fuck did I bring that up? I'm not supposed to build anything with her other than to use her for my gains. There is no falling in love. There is no forever yours. There is sex and release and finally being able to refocus on something else besides pain… refocus. Refocus. That's what's going on. I reach the top of the canopy and feel relief.
The view is astounding. The jungle forest we're in stretches out at all angles as far as I can see. How Tess was able to redirect us to our desired location is beyond me. I would have gotten us lost for sure. The sky is breathless. On my planet, the sky changed colors throughout the day. It was easy to determine the time if you knew the colors. Here, the sky was a constant yellow until the main sun set, which created various shades of orange, pink, red, and finally the dark blue of night. Clouds here were a pink or purple depending on their density. Today's sky was sprinkled with them, the purple ones leaving the area to the west. That must have been the rain storm we got through. The rain that was held back by those thick vines as she… Fuck! Not again.
My mind will not behave right now. I don't know what to do. I feel like a kid again. That feeling I got after my first ejaculation. I spent a lot of time alone after that one. Feels the same now. I want more. I want her. I let out a sigh and return to the campsite below. When I fall to the ground, Tess lets out a squeak of surprise and pushes me over. I start to laugh at the cuteness that just came out of her.
"See… when you keep making sounds like that? There is your reason for people treating you like a child!" I chuckle as she turns red in the face.
"Bite me, asshole." She turns around to pick something up and my mind trails off again. Yes, I could bite that… "Dean!"
"What?" I ask as if I was always paying attention. I missed something though.
"Ok." I hear her sigh. "I'll ask one last time. What happened? Did you see something? Is there a reason why today is not the best time to strike?"
"There is a reason." I fight with myself to come up with an answer. She thought my reaction was because I saw something wrong and went up to check it out. Purely strategic. Ok. I can work with this. There should be no trouble coming up with a good reason. I can say… "It would be best to attack near dusk." Yeah, that bullshit worked. "This way, when the lights go off I can work in complete darkness. More of a distraction."
"Yeah…" She regards me, hesitant to believe me. "But that also raises the risk to you. We talked about this before…" Shit, we had.
"Well, I changed my mind. Deal with it." I was snappish again. Fuck, it's not her fault.
"Fine. I could deal with it if you told me the truth. So until you do, I'll cut apart all these shitty ass diversions." She crosses her arms, just like I had imagined and my mind wonders while staring at the cleavage showing. I'm staring. "Fuck Dean… What's going on with you?" Tess's voice was small, almost a whisper. I wonder if she can feel the change too.
"I'm not sure. Things feel different after our last coupling. I got your scent now. It's different for me. I feel something else rearing its head."
"Is your race more sensitive to pheromones?"
"Huh?" I didn't recognize this word.
"Pheromones are another way of explaining a person's 'scent'. Many animals use this as a way to track down potential mates. A person's pheromones are unique. If your race is more sensitive to this, then it could explain your sudden change in emotions. You now have my scent and know that I am a lover. If you have never felt this before, then it could go along with all those tales you speak of about not being aroused by the people sent to your bed. A person is more influenced by another's pheromones once they are recognized. Sometimes… I knew a race once that could change their own pheromones to seduce others. Not only their own race, mind you. Quite a feat."
"Really?" I stare at her, amazed by her unending knowledge. She always had the answers it seemed. But this time I was relieved. Maybe it was as simple as she was saying? "That might be it then. Truth is, I can't stop thinking about your body and your smell and all the ways I want to fuck you."
"Yep. Sounds like I'm right. Better we postpone the attack and give you another day to deal with this."
"Are you sure this is a good idea? There are lives down there…"
"That are fine for another day. It's a prison facility, not an execution chamber. We don't want other things to happen." She rubs the back of her neck.
"What other things?" I watch her as she closes her eyes. She opens them after a while and looks at me directly.
"Possession. Wanting to protect me. Wanting to take what is yours… All these can rear up." There is something in her eyes when she states these things. A fear.
"What are you thinking?" I challenge her.
"Nothing… nothing." She turns away and I grab her shoulder. "Alright, I get it. I am starting to feel these things from Mack. His race is highly motivated by scent. I worry."
"About?"
"You. Us. How do we hide this? Mack will go ballistic." She looks off and then adds, "Will you?"
"Will I? Will I? What the fuck do you think I am? Suicidal? I'm smart enough to know he's an alpha male. No worries there. As for us… we work together all the time. Spend all day and night with each other. Of course that's going to be there. Our scents will start to mix. He'll deal with it." I pass off all her concerns and she smiles warmly. I am not so sure though… I hope I am right. "So by your calculations… I am just going through this momentarily? I should be over this?"
"Yeah. Give it time babe. It's new to you, from what you've told me." Little does she know. I stare at her and notice the slight rise and fall of her chest. The way she licks her lips when nervous. I can hear her begging me for more. I can taste her.
"Dean?" She walks up to me as I try to focus. I'm lost in her eyes though. Those eyes that sparkle when she sees blood dripping down. I place my hand behind her back and pull her against me. I hear her breath catch and feel her heart beat quicken. I dip my head along her neck and can smell her more now. Her skin, her hair, all mix in and send a possessiveness through me. Behind it all, I smell something else. Something sterile. Something medicinal. Rick. It has to be him. I tighten my grip on her as her breath quickens. Dipping my head in closer to the back of her neck, I can smell that familiar sense of Mack.
"I smell them."
"You can?" Her voice was shaky. Probably wondering what I was going to do. I pull away from her and release my grip. Her body sways towards me as I back up and I smile. It seems she wants me too.
"Yeah. It's weird. I know how Mack smells… and Torren, and Groff. But the medicinal one… I figured its Rick."
"Probably. Never asked if Mack could scent the others."
"I wouldn't ask, sweetness…" Her eyes close at this nickname. Her scent increases. So, it arouses her now huh? "I have a feeling Mack won't like to answer you. He seems way too possessive over you. Now me? I think it's interesting. Not possessive though, so don't worry." What I don't tell her is that a large part of me notices that she is in front of me reacting to my choice of words. She entrusted me with that darkness. Not them. This is where my possessiveness raises. They'll never know this side. As if in response to these darker ideas, Tess sighs loudly, but shakily. I look at her and notice a fine chill echo along her body. I watch as a hand raises to her breast and another lowers. Hmmmmmmm.
"Dean? Are you doing something?" Her voice was husky. I know I'm influencing her but I don't know how. I want to keep going. I want to… but I don't. I close my eyes and shut it all down. I imagine there is a switch and I turn it off. Tess falls a bit forward and I catch her.
"Sorry. I think that was me. No worries, sweetness. Let's rest today and fight tomorrow." My eyes turn dark as I feel that arousal at her nickname again. Goddess, I'm calling her that all the time now.
"You're an asshole." She sighs out as I laugh above her.
"You knew that." I feel her nod her head before she starts laughing with me. We eat and sleep quickly, thinking it best to attack at dawn. We get the beginning benefit of the darkness for my attack and then we get the light for the people who need to take up arms and return fire. It was a good plan. And with all those nasty thoughts circling within my head, I didn't need to 'smooth out the edges' before the fight. I already knew Tess was going to be there after to take and give what was needed. After all, her scent was becoming mine.
*I know that not a lot of people are reading this story. I ask those who are to bare with me. I need to travel down this hole. These are my characters now. These are my family. Rick and Morty will always be a part of Tess's life, but I want to develop her more too. Please stay with me on my trip down the rabbit hole.
