Okay peoples, I got over 50 reviews which means I have to write another lemon (or lime) chapter. You could see the trouble brewing from the last chapter as Paris and Helen's fixation with each other begins, I don't believe that it was love but Achilles and Briseis' did have love because he died for her. That's true love; well, anyway, here is my most likely lime chapter and Achilles and Briseis are still in Sparta and are staying there until the next day when they leave for Greece.
I hope I get more reviews for this, I only got about 11 for the last one but I think I will get more soon.
Okay, so here is…
Chapter Twelve
The party had been interesting, that was the only word to describe it. The women gossiped and the men talked about the women. Achilles and Briseis had spent their time talking with Menelaus but it was mostly Achilles who talked and she, only listened. Menelaus had asked Achilles to fight for Sparta in the event of a war, and of course, Achilles loving war, accepted with satisfaction. She felt sad at the thought of him going off to war and leaving her. Menelaus stood and walked over to his bride who talked with the guests and took her hand. He asked her something and she accepted and they walked to the dance floor where the song playing was a slow one.
Achilles looked to Briseis and the glass in her hand. She hadn't taken a sip from it and she looked sad but bored. He took her hand and squeezed it tightly. "Are you all right?" Achilles asked her as he watched Menelaus and Helen dance. Briseis looked at him and leaned her head into his shoulder. "Would you let me leave, Sir?" She asked in a monotone as her lifeless eyes met his confused ones. She looked to see Helen leave and Menelaus looked to be coming their way. "Please let me leave." She said in a scared tone as Menelaus came closer to them. "Go to our room, I'll be back later." Achilles said as he sent her off.
Briseis walked away quickly and not turning back. She was happy to be out of that room. There was something about the King of Sparta that made her uneasy. He seemed to be a cruel man with no conscience and no respect for the woman he supposedly loved. But her leaving caused Achilles to wonder what made her troubled in that room. Since their coming in Sparta, Menelaus had stared at her in eyes that showed desire and something Briseis did not want from anyone other than Achilles. Menelaus took the seat next to him and sipped his large cup of wine. "Ah, I earned that woman." He said with a smirk on his face. "Better than your woman, though she is quite easy on the eye." Achilles became angered by his words toward his woman.
"I don't say anything about your wife so don't say anything about my woman." Achilles said, annoyed and wondering why he looked to him as a mentor almost. "But I do have a question for you," he started, staring intently at the king, "if you loved one of your slaves, would you free her and marry her?" Achilles asked, Menelaus didn't know he was referring to Briseis. He laughed at him and said, "Why would you do that. Even if you got the slut pregnant, you don't have to marry her." Menelaus said as he drank more of the red wine. "I've had enough of this." Achilles said as he stood from the chair and walked out the door.
Briseis had made it to their room but not without the looks of people snickering at her. She felt uncomfortable under their stares and was relieved to be in their room again. Her dress was tight and made it hard to breathe. She went into the bathroom and took off the dress. She caught a look of herself in the mirror. Her skin had gained some color from the sun and her hair clashed nicely with it. She always wondered why Achilles had found her attractive and she saw a bit of it now. Not many people looked the way she did, nor had the life experiences she did. "Gorgeous." a voice said in the doorway which made Briseis jump and cover herself.
It was Achilles in the doorway, a smile plastered on his face. When she saw it was him, she uncovered herself and looked at him. "I thought you were still at the party." Briseis said as she came closer to him and was happy again when he wrapped his arms around her naked form. "I'm going to take a bath," Achilles said as he brushed pasted her and started to fill up the gold tub with hot, steaming water, "want to join me?" He said in a smug voice as he took off his armor and smiled as she lost her breath. Briseis smiled and nodded. All she had on was her satin panties and heeled sandals that slipped off.
She sat on the side of the tub and put her fingers in the water. It was hot, but a soothing hot that would make sore muscles relax from it's previous, intense state. "Can I get in?" Briseis asked as she looked at the water longingly and Achilles answered, "Yes". Briseis put her feet in and slipped herself in, a little at a time until she was completely in the water. Achilles took off his toga skirt and slipped into the water, behind Briseis. She leaned back into his arms and sighed happily as his hand went under the water. It touched her thigh as she tried to move back in the pleasure he inflicted. Briseis moaned immensely as his hand went to her center, the first time was beautiful but this time was painfully pleasurable.
She whimpered again and Achilles smiled. No woman made him try to give her as much satisfaction as he wanted to give her. His finger slipped inside of her which caused Briseis to let out an unexpected moan that was piercing. "Let me give you real delight." Achilles said as he lifted Briseis up from under her arms and placed her on him, a new feeling was unleashed. Achilles was gripped in an enchanting feeling as Briseis moved up and down on him and he moaned over and over again. Briseis sighed when he slipped inside of her and she fell back against him, his arms wrapping around him. "I love you," Achilles whispered to Briseis as he brought her close to him, the closest than ever before.
Briseis smiled again and let the water relax her to the bone. He still loved her after all that had happened and she liked every minute of it…
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This was really bad. I have to admit to that at least. I hope that I don't get bad reviews for this and it was very limey. I promise the next one will be better. From the question Achilles asked Menelaus, you know what he is thinking about. Please review!
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I hope I get more reviews for this, I only got about 11 for the last one but I think I will get more soon.
Okay, so here is…
Chapter Twelve
The party had been interesting, that was the only word to describe it. The women gossiped and the men talked about the women. Achilles and Briseis had spent their time talking with Menelaus but it was mostly Achilles who talked and she, only listened. Menelaus had asked Achilles to fight for Sparta in the event of a war, and of course, Achilles loving war, accepted with satisfaction. She felt sad at the thought of him going off to war and leaving her. Menelaus stood and walked over to his bride who talked with the guests and took her hand. He asked her something and she accepted and they walked to the dance floor where the song playing was a slow one.
Achilles looked to Briseis and the glass in her hand. She hadn't taken a sip from it and she looked sad but bored. He took her hand and squeezed it tightly. "Are you all right?" Achilles asked her as he watched Menelaus and Helen dance. Briseis looked at him and leaned her head into his shoulder. "Would you let me leave, Sir?" She asked in a monotone as her lifeless eyes met his confused ones. She looked to see Helen leave and Menelaus looked to be coming their way. "Please let me leave." She said in a scared tone as Menelaus came closer to them. "Go to our room, I'll be back later." Achilles said as he sent her off.
Briseis walked away quickly and not turning back. She was happy to be out of that room. There was something about the King of Sparta that made her uneasy. He seemed to be a cruel man with no conscience and no respect for the woman he supposedly loved. But her leaving caused Achilles to wonder what made her troubled in that room. Since their coming in Sparta, Menelaus had stared at her in eyes that showed desire and something Briseis did not want from anyone other than Achilles. Menelaus took the seat next to him and sipped his large cup of wine. "Ah, I earned that woman." He said with a smirk on his face. "Better than your woman, though she is quite easy on the eye." Achilles became angered by his words toward his woman.
"I don't say anything about your wife so don't say anything about my woman." Achilles said, annoyed and wondering why he looked to him as a mentor almost. "But I do have a question for you," he started, staring intently at the king, "if you loved one of your slaves, would you free her and marry her?" Achilles asked, Menelaus didn't know he was referring to Briseis. He laughed at him and said, "Why would you do that. Even if you got the slut pregnant, you don't have to marry her." Menelaus said as he drank more of the red wine. "I've had enough of this." Achilles said as he stood from the chair and walked out the door.
Briseis had made it to their room but not without the looks of people snickering at her. She felt uncomfortable under their stares and was relieved to be in their room again. Her dress was tight and made it hard to breathe. She went into the bathroom and took off the dress. She caught a look of herself in the mirror. Her skin had gained some color from the sun and her hair clashed nicely with it. She always wondered why Achilles had found her attractive and she saw a bit of it now. Not many people looked the way she did, nor had the life experiences she did. "Gorgeous." a voice said in the doorway which made Briseis jump and cover herself.
It was Achilles in the doorway, a smile plastered on his face. When she saw it was him, she uncovered herself and looked at him. "I thought you were still at the party." Briseis said as she came closer to him and was happy again when he wrapped his arms around her naked form. "I'm going to take a bath," Achilles said as he brushed pasted her and started to fill up the gold tub with hot, steaming water, "want to join me?" He said in a smug voice as he took off his armor and smiled as she lost her breath. Briseis smiled and nodded. All she had on was her satin panties and heeled sandals that slipped off.
She sat on the side of the tub and put her fingers in the water. It was hot, but a soothing hot that would make sore muscles relax from it's previous, intense state. "Can I get in?" Briseis asked as she looked at the water longingly and Achilles answered, "Yes". Briseis put her feet in and slipped herself in, a little at a time until she was completely in the water. Achilles took off his toga skirt and slipped into the water, behind Briseis. She leaned back into his arms and sighed happily as his hand went under the water. It touched her thigh as she tried to move back in the pleasure he inflicted. Briseis moaned immensely as his hand went to her center, the first time was beautiful but this time was painfully pleasurable.
She whimpered again and Achilles smiled. No woman made him try to give her as much satisfaction as he wanted to give her. His finger slipped inside of her which caused Briseis to let out an unexpected moan that was piercing. "Let me give you real delight." Achilles said as he lifted Briseis up from under her arms and placed her on him, a new feeling was unleashed. Achilles was gripped in an enchanting feeling as Briseis moved up and down on him and he moaned over and over again. Briseis sighed when he slipped inside of her and she fell back against him, his arms wrapping around him. "I love you," Achilles whispered to Briseis as he brought her close to him, the closest than ever before.
Briseis smiled again and let the water relax her to the bone. He still loved her after all that had happened and she liked every minute of it…
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This was really bad. I have to admit to that at least. I hope that I don't get bad reviews for this and it was very limey. I promise the next one will be better. From the question Achilles asked Menelaus, you know what he is thinking about. Please review!
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