Holy shit! I have sixty reviews in about 6 days! I am soo proud of you reviewers! Because of this, I will make this a purely fluffy A/B chapter! You all earned it! Oh yeah, I am really bad at history and such so if I mention Rome again, I apologize and remind me in the review. Also, let's just say that velvet is around because I am basing Briseis dress partly on the one Helen wore in the previews and when she was with Paris. Oh, and for the people who didn't get the memo, I am going to do some major Helen bashing. I think she's a two-timing wench! She's the only reason Achilles died and the only reason Achilles/Briseis thing never really happened. Okay, here is the fluffy chapter!
I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe, until your resting here with me
Chapter Six
The morning sun shined through the closed drapes that was in behind their bed. Achilles was awake, and holding Briseis close to him. She wore a nightgown again, the only one she had. They were going to finally be in Greece today and the port was only a couple of miles away. He could hear the racket upstairs from the men walking about the ship. He felt Briseis move slightly as she turned over to look at him with tired eyes. Her hair, in it's natural curly state, was tangled and tousled from the nights events. They had spent most of last night in each others arms and talking about their home lives before they knew each other. "Morning" Briseis said as she stretched her arms. "Sleep well?" Achilles asked as he lifted the sheet and put his hand on her stomach. He rubbed it in a circular motion while staring at her.
"Very well." Briseis said as she leaned up and kissed him on the mouth gently. She ran her hand along his tan, well built biceps and leaned back into the bed while Achilles got on top of her and ran his fingers through her hair. He took his mouth off hers and kissed his way down her neck. He clung to her as Briseis started to squirm under him in delight. Her strap that usually slipped off her shoulder was now dipped down her arm as Achilles kissed farther down her neck, almost to her breasts. Briseis pushed him away slightly, "Don't" she whispered as Achilles stared into her eyes and nodded. He pulled the strap back up to her shoulder but still stayed on top of her.
"I'm sorry." Briseis said as she ran her hand through his blonde hair. He grabbed her wrist and brought it to his mouth. He kissed her palm and each of her fingers. Achilles got off her and stood; "Get dressed, we'll be at the port in a bit." he said as he slipped on his shirt, kissed her and walked out the door. Briseis still didn't know how a handsome man like Achilles would want a girl like her. She had long, brown hair that could be unruly and natural brown eyes that were the color of chestnut while her skin was like porcelain. She was plain and nothing seemed to be attractive about her. She sighed and got out from the bed, upset that all the warmth that was in the bed was gone. She picked up the dress from yesterday off the chair and slipped off her nightgown.
The dress still fit perfectly like yesterday and Briseis smiled as she felt the velvet slide over her skin. She had to admit, Achilles had really good taste when it came to the dress. When she made her final adjustments, Briseis slipped on her sandals and walked outside. Achilles stood by the edge of the ship, talking with the captain. They seemed to be deep in conversation and she chose not to bother them. She knew he would get annoyed if she interrupted. She walked towards the side and looked towards the chunk of land that was ahead. The port seemed only a mile away. She felt a hand on her shoudler. Briseis let her hand go to it and felt it.
It wasn't Achilles' hand; "Well, if it isn't the whore who rejected me." It was the drunk guy. She felt a sharp object brush behind her back as the man took out a dagger and put it in front of her throat. "Seems like you let that ass of a warrior bang you. Oh Warrior Achilles!" The drunk man screamed. Briseis could see Achilles turn at the sound of his name and his face turned from annoyed to fear as he saw her in that position. "Such a dainty, pretty little neck she has. To think, what if I slit it." He said as he brought the dagger closer to Briseis' neck. Pain filled her senses as she cried out. "Let her go" Achilles said threatingly as he looked back to her and to him. "No, I think that's the least painful way to die. Drowning seems better." Even though they were close to the port, the water was still deep. The drunk man took the dagger off Briseis' neck and threw her into the ocean. When she hit the water, immense pain filled her senses again but she was worrying about something more. She couldn't swim.
Because Briseis was a slave, she was never taught to swim. She stayed underwater, not knowing how to come back up. She heard the water splash and someone grab her waist. The sun never looked so bright as she came closer and closer to the surface. When they reached it, Briseis clung to her savior, it was Achilles, of course. "Wrap your legs around my waist." he said as a rope came down from the ship to pull them up. He kissed her neck as the rope came closer to the boat. The captain stood on the side along with some men. They took Briseis first than helped Achilles. He turned and looked at the man who threw his lover overboard.
"Better run bitch." Achilles said as he grabbed the drunk man and punched him so hard, his nose shattered on impact. It took a total of 5 men and Briseis' screams to pull Achilles off the drunk man. He growled slightly while the drunk man covered his bleeding nose. Achilles turned back to Briseis and brought her closer to him. The ship had docked while Achilles and the drunk man fought and they were now in Greece, his home and her new one. He grabbed her hand and held it tight as they walked down the docks, the people running and talking. The women stared at Achilles and some said hello while he brushed most off.
Most of them were beautiful, with long, blonde hair and perfect blue eyes; they made her feel inferior and it became worse when men compared her to them. "Is this home?" Briseis asked Achilles as they walked down the crowded street. "Yes, this is home…"
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Thanks to the following people for reviewing in Chapter 5:
Miriel
Anna
dr3amlvr
Didi6- I'll do that story when I finish this or after if I decide to do a sequel (the chances look good)
Cicci Green
len
Ava
Lisa Midnight Oceans
Oh, and for above, I am seriously considering writing a sequel about Achilles and Briseis dealing with parenthood! Yes, I will have them married before he goes off to Troy and in the next story, Briseis might be pregnant. But, it's still in the works. I can tell that this story will be long! Thanks for the great reviews! Keep giving out reviews like that and the chapters will be up fast. They give me ideas! Thanks again!
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I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe, until your resting here with me
Chapter Six
The morning sun shined through the closed drapes that was in behind their bed. Achilles was awake, and holding Briseis close to him. She wore a nightgown again, the only one she had. They were going to finally be in Greece today and the port was only a couple of miles away. He could hear the racket upstairs from the men walking about the ship. He felt Briseis move slightly as she turned over to look at him with tired eyes. Her hair, in it's natural curly state, was tangled and tousled from the nights events. They had spent most of last night in each others arms and talking about their home lives before they knew each other. "Morning" Briseis said as she stretched her arms. "Sleep well?" Achilles asked as he lifted the sheet and put his hand on her stomach. He rubbed it in a circular motion while staring at her.
"Very well." Briseis said as she leaned up and kissed him on the mouth gently. She ran her hand along his tan, well built biceps and leaned back into the bed while Achilles got on top of her and ran his fingers through her hair. He took his mouth off hers and kissed his way down her neck. He clung to her as Briseis started to squirm under him in delight. Her strap that usually slipped off her shoulder was now dipped down her arm as Achilles kissed farther down her neck, almost to her breasts. Briseis pushed him away slightly, "Don't" she whispered as Achilles stared into her eyes and nodded. He pulled the strap back up to her shoulder but still stayed on top of her.
"I'm sorry." Briseis said as she ran her hand through his blonde hair. He grabbed her wrist and brought it to his mouth. He kissed her palm and each of her fingers. Achilles got off her and stood; "Get dressed, we'll be at the port in a bit." he said as he slipped on his shirt, kissed her and walked out the door. Briseis still didn't know how a handsome man like Achilles would want a girl like her. She had long, brown hair that could be unruly and natural brown eyes that were the color of chestnut while her skin was like porcelain. She was plain and nothing seemed to be attractive about her. She sighed and got out from the bed, upset that all the warmth that was in the bed was gone. She picked up the dress from yesterday off the chair and slipped off her nightgown.
The dress still fit perfectly like yesterday and Briseis smiled as she felt the velvet slide over her skin. She had to admit, Achilles had really good taste when it came to the dress. When she made her final adjustments, Briseis slipped on her sandals and walked outside. Achilles stood by the edge of the ship, talking with the captain. They seemed to be deep in conversation and she chose not to bother them. She knew he would get annoyed if she interrupted. She walked towards the side and looked towards the chunk of land that was ahead. The port seemed only a mile away. She felt a hand on her shoudler. Briseis let her hand go to it and felt it.
It wasn't Achilles' hand; "Well, if it isn't the whore who rejected me." It was the drunk guy. She felt a sharp object brush behind her back as the man took out a dagger and put it in front of her throat. "Seems like you let that ass of a warrior bang you. Oh Warrior Achilles!" The drunk man screamed. Briseis could see Achilles turn at the sound of his name and his face turned from annoyed to fear as he saw her in that position. "Such a dainty, pretty little neck she has. To think, what if I slit it." He said as he brought the dagger closer to Briseis' neck. Pain filled her senses as she cried out. "Let her go" Achilles said threatingly as he looked back to her and to him. "No, I think that's the least painful way to die. Drowning seems better." Even though they were close to the port, the water was still deep. The drunk man took the dagger off Briseis' neck and threw her into the ocean. When she hit the water, immense pain filled her senses again but she was worrying about something more. She couldn't swim.
Because Briseis was a slave, she was never taught to swim. She stayed underwater, not knowing how to come back up. She heard the water splash and someone grab her waist. The sun never looked so bright as she came closer and closer to the surface. When they reached it, Briseis clung to her savior, it was Achilles, of course. "Wrap your legs around my waist." he said as a rope came down from the ship to pull them up. He kissed her neck as the rope came closer to the boat. The captain stood on the side along with some men. They took Briseis first than helped Achilles. He turned and looked at the man who threw his lover overboard.
"Better run bitch." Achilles said as he grabbed the drunk man and punched him so hard, his nose shattered on impact. It took a total of 5 men and Briseis' screams to pull Achilles off the drunk man. He growled slightly while the drunk man covered his bleeding nose. Achilles turned back to Briseis and brought her closer to him. The ship had docked while Achilles and the drunk man fought and they were now in Greece, his home and her new one. He grabbed her hand and held it tight as they walked down the docks, the people running and talking. The women stared at Achilles and some said hello while he brushed most off.
Most of them were beautiful, with long, blonde hair and perfect blue eyes; they made her feel inferior and it became worse when men compared her to them. "Is this home?" Briseis asked Achilles as they walked down the crowded street. "Yes, this is home…"
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Thanks to the following people for reviewing in Chapter 5:
Miriel
Anna
dr3amlvr
Didi6- I'll do that story when I finish this or after if I decide to do a sequel (the chances look good)
Cicci Green
len
Ava
Lisa Midnight Oceans
Oh, and for above, I am seriously considering writing a sequel about Achilles and Briseis dealing with parenthood! Yes, I will have them married before he goes off to Troy and in the next story, Briseis might be pregnant. But, it's still in the works. I can tell that this story will be long! Thanks for the great reviews! Keep giving out reviews like that and the chapters will be up fast. They give me ideas! Thanks again!
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