Part Six

He had wanted to kiss me! The feelings running through me were even better than the ones I imagined would if he had kissed me! I don't know what was holding him back the most - the thought of his punishment from the Elders? His belief that I was too young? Or, maybe it had something to do with Orphen? Whatever it was, I had to break down these barriers... I just had to - Hartia would want me to.

His room was empty, but I knew better. Looking out onto the balcony, it was now empty, too. Instinct grabbed me again and I was opening his bedroom door before I could think otherwise. Again, nothing but his huge four-poster bed. A shiver went through me as I looked at it. Would I ever have the honour of sleeping between those satin sheets?

There was another door, ajar - and beyond it, I heard a splash of water. Hartia's bathroom? Dare I look in when I know by the sound that he's in the midst of a bath? How could I not?!

I peeped through the crack between the door and its frame, noticing straight away that his bathroom was even bigger than his bedroom! And there he was, all but his chest up and his bent knees submerged in the enormous bath. A stone lion perched at the end opposite him, its dead eyes staring at him as it spewed water from its mouth. Oh! The things that lion must have seen!

Hartia lay back against the edge of the bath, rubbing his own shoulder in a lazy massage, moaning as he loosened the offending muscles. He was so pale against the night outside and the water reflecting it - his skin almost glowed in the candlelight.

It was all so surreal. I crept forward without a sound and stepped into the water. My robe's hem floated around me as I held onto the lion's head for balance, lowering myself down. I waded slowly toward my target, not really sure what I was going to do once I got there... But he wanted me, and that was all that mattered.

Between his spread legs, I knelt as I leant over him and attempted the kiss he had refused earlier. His eyes opened with a jolt of shock as our bodies were pressed together and my lips met his.
"What are you doing here?!" He spoke into my awkward kiss, tickling my lips.
"Giving you the rest of your present, Master." I murmured back, throwing my arms around his neck.
"Majic, don't."
"Master..." Even if he had turned away, I would make him look at me. "I want to."
I saw his muscles contract and expand under the alabaster flesh of his neck as he swallowed whatever it was that held his reply back. "How long have you felt this way about me?"
"I don't know... it just sort of happened."
"And you would give up your innocence for a whim?"

I hate it when he does this! He plays the same kind of mind games during training sometimes. He's testing me... seeing how strong my beliefs are, and if he can alter them with words alone. He often leaves me wondering how I came to agree with him, but not this time. I'd come this far - I wasn't going to give up on something so important to me.

"But I heard you! You told Lai you wanted to kiss me."
"What I want doesn't matter!"

"But it should, Master." One of my arms stayed around his neck, whilst my other hand sought his face, running my fingertips over his freckled cheek. He leant into the caress, letting his lips brush softly against my palm for a moment. "I want to give you everything I promised in that enchantment... don't make me a liar."

Nice job, Majic! Where did you come up with lines like that?

I could feel the very moment something inside him snapped, just as he whispered, "Forgive me..."

One arm clung to me and he returned my kiss with a passion I had never experienced, nor imagined. His other hand clamped onto the back of my head, his fingers running up through my hair and gripping at my scalp as he guided me deeper.

His tongue lapped at my bottom lip before silently seeking permission to enter my mouth - which I gave him without hesitation, knowing what he was going to do and looking forward to experiencing it with him. I cried out when our tongues touched, but he took the kiss slowly enough for me to adjust to it, and appreciate every swirl and every lash that his amazing tongue did against mine.

I pulled closer to him, my wet robe the only thing between our naked skin. Physically, I was above him, but he was completely in control. 'Master' just seemed like the wrong thing to say in the heat of passion, so I took a chance and moaned his name. We weren't master and student - we never have been - but now we are lovers... equals.

His hand dropped from my back to run under my robe and up my thigh, pushing the fabric to my waist. I gasp into his kiss as my aching erection rubs against his bare stomach. I want more of him. I need more of him. I don't know how long we will have before someone notices I'm missing... before Lai returns with the results of his divination... before something happens which inevitably ends our time together. And so, whilst I can't deny I adore how slowly Hartia is taking things, if we're going to go further, I want to as soon as possible. We may never get the chance to do this again.

As if sensing my urgency, he stands up with me still clinging onto him. My wet robes stick to us in cold ripples, but I don't care - all I want is him. Not really sure if I was doing the right thing, but receiving no protest when I did, I covered Hartia's neck with hot, loose kisses as he stumbled out of the bath.

I thought we would be going to his bedroom, but he surprised me by lying me on the floor. If it had been anyone else, I would have been embarrassed to look the way I know I did right now, but Hartia's eyes never left mine.
He wasn't treating me like a conquest. And although I was lying there with my wet robe slick to my upper body's every accent and my legs bent and spread, showing everything I had to all who wanted to look, he didn't ogle me like I thought he would - like I thought anyone in his position would. He just kept staring into my eyes as if he was trying to understand why we were compelled to do this.

I held his gaze, despite my desire to look at the body I wanted so much. His eyes were so beautiful... so deep and so sad. I wanted to take his pain away. If only for a moment, I wanted him to forget all the hurt he had ever felt.

He leant forward and began to slide my robe up over my head, casting it aside once it cleared my outstretched arms. He was on all fours with me pinned beneath him, when he bent at his elbows and re-ignited our previous kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my fists against his shoulder blades as I responded to him with all that he had taught me already.

He slowly, purposely laid his body down on mine, and I know I wanted to cry out when our members touched, but I don't think any sound came out of my gaping mouth. I'd never felt anything so amazing... until he began to move, sliding our slippery bodies back and forth against each other.

"Hartia..." I gasped, and he drew away from this kiss, looking at me with those tragic eyes. I reached up to stroke his face through the matted tangle of wet cherry hair. "I love you."
I think he wanted to say something in return, but he stopped, using his parted lips to kiss me again instead.

His hands ran down my sides, gripping my buttocks, and the thought of what was to come sent a wave of ecstasy through me, causing my back to arch up against him.
"Please..." I begged.
I know he didn't want to hurt me, and I love him all the more for it, but I couldn't risk Lai or an Elder walking in. Believe me, if there were more time, I would have wanted nothing more than to have him seduce me like this for hours!

And so, my first time would be rushed by the threat of a murderous horde bursting through the door at any moment - exactly like my first kiss had been with Fiena. My life seemed to have these strange reoccurring patterns when it came to romance, but I was with the man I loved... whatever time we spent together was special to me.

His entering me wasn't nearly as painful as I imagined it would be (my skin already soft and yielding thanks to the dip in the bath). He took it slow, letting me adjust to the alien sensations coursing through my body, asking with every amazing centimetre if he was hurting me. I don't think he could hurt me, even if he wanted to. He's just so... gentle.

I gripped tightly onto his shoulders as he began to thrust - faster and faster, until all I could see was the blonde of my fringe in my eyes. The friction of our bodies rubbing against my own need was only exceeded by how wonderful it felt to have my beautiful master inside me.

"Hartia!" I cried it like it was the only word I knew - the only word I wanted to know. And I felt like my world had exploded in pink and red sparkles...

I'd never felt so loved...


There was a loud knock, and I instantly bolted upright.
"Majic? Are you awake?" Hartia's voice called from the other side of the door. "We've got a big day today, so hurry up and get some breakfast."

I rubbed my eyes and took in my surroundings. My head was spinning as it tried to calculate where - and when - I am. I got the strangest feeling I now knew what every day of Lai's life felt like.

I'm in my room, and Hartia has just woken me up... That sort of made sense. But my wet bed sheets... I didn't really want them to make sense.

"Majic?!"
"Yes, Master." I answered, even though I hadn't yet processed what I was agreeing to.

I gave a yawn and stretch, hearing my bones crackle with relief. What a night! I could still recall the sweet taste of Hartia's lips, and it made me smile as I got out of bed and threw on my green robes.

Scouring my room for my blue headband, my eyes locked on the sparkle of Eris' hairpin on my side table... And it all starts to fall into place. Fantasy and reality begin to break away from one another, allowing me to see what has passed, and I what I dreamed had.

I've yet to live out White Day this year. I've got Eris a present, but I haven't got anything for Hartia - and maybe that's a good thing right now.

After tying my headband and pocketing the hairpin, I manage to meet up with Hartia on the way to the dining hall. He always has a smile for me, and this morning was no exception.

"Do you have Eris' gift?"
I nodded in response.
"She's over there." He gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder and was about to leave when I called him back.

"What is it, Majic?"
I look up at him and meet his smile with my own. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."

He puts his arm around me and I cuddle up to him, just happy knowing he cares enough about me to pretend he understands.