Nighttime:
Numair lay in bed that night wondering what Daine was doing. She's either planning a way to get me to let her sleep with me, or crying so I feel bad about the whole thing. Numair heard lite foot steeps out side of his door, and he quickly closed his eyes. Daine crept into his room; she had a blanket wrapped around her entire body.
'Numair' she whispered. She was excited about something. 'Numair, look it's snowing. Numair? You're awake. Come look, it snowing.'
'It always snows Daine. There's nothing new about it.'
'But this is our first winter together. Come on, let me cuddle with you.' She really wanted to snuggle up with him and watch the snow fall outside.
'You have this whole being-in-love thing all planned out don't you?' he asked.
'Numair' she sighed 'why can't you just have a little fun when you're alone with me. You're supposed to wrap me up in your arms, kiss me, and tell me how much you love me.'
'So you do have the whole thing planned out,'
'Numair,' she said 'I'm cold. I want to cuddle with you, and watch the snow fall outside.'
'Do you have any idea why you're not aloud to sleep with me?' he asked
'Yes,' Damn, Numair thought, she wasn't supposed to. 'You just don't want to push me in to anything because you think I'm to young; which I'm not.' Numair laughed at the last comment.
'Really?' he asked 'and you're what? Nineteen? In my book that's to young.'
Diane glared at him. She didn't like being called a baby; that's probably because she isn't. She hasn't been a baby sense she was about twelve, and it wasn't fair that he wouldn't let her sleep with him. He knew that. It was just the fact that her father would probably kill him if he ever found out. To tell the truth; he was afraid of the god when it came to Daine. He didn't feel like being on the god's bad side. He was way to good with a bow and arrow, and Numair didn't want to feel one of those go though his body when the god found out that he had bedded Diane. Daine had apparently figured out why he was in such a bad mood.
'Da is not doing to find out.' She said 'he won't I promise. And he won't care if we just cuddle.' Daine eyes pleaded with him; she really wanted to cuddle up with him.
'Okay fine' he said 'but this was your idea.' Daine crawled into bed with him, and buried herself against him. Numair's eyes opened strait up. She was only wearing a breast band and a loincloth. Her skin was so smooth and soft, and her hair was like silk against his neck. He felt her long eyelashes open and close. He remembered that they were how he fell in love with her, feeling her blink against hi cheek. Her eyelashes had skimmed his cheek so softly. He hand was so small compared to his; he has one of her's in his. His was rough and callused; her's was soft and gentle. She was the one always out side! He looked down into blue gray eyes; she was watching him, trying to get what he was doing. He held her closer and her breath began to slow. Her eyes closed than opened again; she knew what he was thinking about, what he wanted to do.
'Are you sure you're old enough?' he asked gently. When she nodded he rolled over on top of her. She trembled a bit, and then tried to stop. She didn't want Numair to know that she was a little scared. He smiled and asked her if she was nervous; she shook her head. He told her that she was and she found that she couldn't breath with all the passion he was building up. He gently kissed her neck and took off her breast band. Daine let out a small whimper; Numair's smile grew. He let go of all of his self control; and kissed in between her breast and down towards her stomach. He could fell her heart race and how she was struggling to breath. Every place that he kissed tasted like pure sugar to him. She was a goddess. She was so skinny and fit. From all that running around outside and never eating, he thought.
When Numair was finally done 'kissing' she watched as he lay down next to her. He brushed her face with her hand; he was smiling gently at her. Daine sat up wand wrapped the blanket around her and sat by his feet facing him. He smiled; he could tell that she was still a little nervous.
'I thought that you were cold,' he said putting his hands behind his head.
'I am. I just.' she paused. She didn't know what to say to him.
'Just feel weird. Like you lost something, but at the same time gained something else?' he asked. She nodded. Her eyes are so beautiful, he thought. 'Come her, magelet.' He wrapped her in his arms so that she could see out the window and watch the snow fall out side. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek. She fit so perfectly against him; it was like they were made for each other. Her breathing turned soft and her eyes closed. He looked down and watched as she fell asleep. When she was finally asleep he pulled her close and ran his fingers through her hair and down her arms. He touched he lips gently with his forefinger; and finally rested his hands on her body. One of his hands was on her back protecting her from any harm, and the other was on her thigh just to be intimate.
He looked at the only thing she wore; her charm against getting pregnant. He remembered not only how she got it, but why she got it. Perlin.
Numair and Alanna walked down to the east pasture to get Daine for dinner,
but somebody was a ready there. Perlin had her wrapped in his arms. His lips gently brushed against hers as he kissed her. When he finally broke the kiss Daine looked a little surprised, like she never expected him to do
that. 'That' was all that he said to her. Alanna tugged at his sleeve
telling him that they should leave. 'Oh, her first kiss' Alanna said heartfully. 'Yes' he muttered back 'just wonderful'. Alanna had just rolled
her eyes at him.
Numair looked down at her. You're mine now, he thought, and you're going to be mine forever.
'I love you.' He whispered to the sleeping figure lying next to him. 'With all my heart'
Numair lay in bed that night wondering what Daine was doing. She's either planning a way to get me to let her sleep with me, or crying so I feel bad about the whole thing. Numair heard lite foot steeps out side of his door, and he quickly closed his eyes. Daine crept into his room; she had a blanket wrapped around her entire body.
'Numair' she whispered. She was excited about something. 'Numair, look it's snowing. Numair? You're awake. Come look, it snowing.'
'It always snows Daine. There's nothing new about it.'
'But this is our first winter together. Come on, let me cuddle with you.' She really wanted to snuggle up with him and watch the snow fall outside.
'You have this whole being-in-love thing all planned out don't you?' he asked.
'Numair' she sighed 'why can't you just have a little fun when you're alone with me. You're supposed to wrap me up in your arms, kiss me, and tell me how much you love me.'
'So you do have the whole thing planned out,'
'Numair,' she said 'I'm cold. I want to cuddle with you, and watch the snow fall outside.'
'Do you have any idea why you're not aloud to sleep with me?' he asked
'Yes,' Damn, Numair thought, she wasn't supposed to. 'You just don't want to push me in to anything because you think I'm to young; which I'm not.' Numair laughed at the last comment.
'Really?' he asked 'and you're what? Nineteen? In my book that's to young.'
Diane glared at him. She didn't like being called a baby; that's probably because she isn't. She hasn't been a baby sense she was about twelve, and it wasn't fair that he wouldn't let her sleep with him. He knew that. It was just the fact that her father would probably kill him if he ever found out. To tell the truth; he was afraid of the god when it came to Daine. He didn't feel like being on the god's bad side. He was way to good with a bow and arrow, and Numair didn't want to feel one of those go though his body when the god found out that he had bedded Diane. Daine had apparently figured out why he was in such a bad mood.
'Da is not doing to find out.' She said 'he won't I promise. And he won't care if we just cuddle.' Daine eyes pleaded with him; she really wanted to cuddle up with him.
'Okay fine' he said 'but this was your idea.' Daine crawled into bed with him, and buried herself against him. Numair's eyes opened strait up. She was only wearing a breast band and a loincloth. Her skin was so smooth and soft, and her hair was like silk against his neck. He felt her long eyelashes open and close. He remembered that they were how he fell in love with her, feeling her blink against hi cheek. Her eyelashes had skimmed his cheek so softly. He hand was so small compared to his; he has one of her's in his. His was rough and callused; her's was soft and gentle. She was the one always out side! He looked down into blue gray eyes; she was watching him, trying to get what he was doing. He held her closer and her breath began to slow. Her eyes closed than opened again; she knew what he was thinking about, what he wanted to do.
'Are you sure you're old enough?' he asked gently. When she nodded he rolled over on top of her. She trembled a bit, and then tried to stop. She didn't want Numair to know that she was a little scared. He smiled and asked her if she was nervous; she shook her head. He told her that she was and she found that she couldn't breath with all the passion he was building up. He gently kissed her neck and took off her breast band. Daine let out a small whimper; Numair's smile grew. He let go of all of his self control; and kissed in between her breast and down towards her stomach. He could fell her heart race and how she was struggling to breath. Every place that he kissed tasted like pure sugar to him. She was a goddess. She was so skinny and fit. From all that running around outside and never eating, he thought.
When Numair was finally done 'kissing' she watched as he lay down next to her. He brushed her face with her hand; he was smiling gently at her. Daine sat up wand wrapped the blanket around her and sat by his feet facing him. He smiled; he could tell that she was still a little nervous.
'I thought that you were cold,' he said putting his hands behind his head.
'I am. I just.' she paused. She didn't know what to say to him.
'Just feel weird. Like you lost something, but at the same time gained something else?' he asked. She nodded. Her eyes are so beautiful, he thought. 'Come her, magelet.' He wrapped her in his arms so that she could see out the window and watch the snow fall out side. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek. She fit so perfectly against him; it was like they were made for each other. Her breathing turned soft and her eyes closed. He looked down and watched as she fell asleep. When she was finally asleep he pulled her close and ran his fingers through her hair and down her arms. He touched he lips gently with his forefinger; and finally rested his hands on her body. One of his hands was on her back protecting her from any harm, and the other was on her thigh just to be intimate.
He looked at the only thing she wore; her charm against getting pregnant. He remembered not only how she got it, but why she got it. Perlin.
Numair and Alanna walked down to the east pasture to get Daine for dinner,
but somebody was a ready there. Perlin had her wrapped in his arms. His lips gently brushed against hers as he kissed her. When he finally broke the kiss Daine looked a little surprised, like she never expected him to do
that. 'That' was all that he said to her. Alanna tugged at his sleeve
telling him that they should leave. 'Oh, her first kiss' Alanna said heartfully. 'Yes' he muttered back 'just wonderful'. Alanna had just rolled
her eyes at him.
Numair looked down at her. You're mine now, he thought, and you're going to be mine forever.
'I love you.' He whispered to the sleeping figure lying next to him. 'With all my heart'