The Threads of Life: Chapter 16
Intermission 2
A/N: Well, here it is ladies and gentlemen, back by popular demand: the intermission. Well, I wanted to write a chapter, but right now I'm in a very fluffy mood, so it'll be another intermission. Yay! And thank you so much to all of my reviewers. You have all been so great in supporting me, and I'd like to thank my mom, and my dad...sorry, I was preparing for an Oscar there, a little ahead of myself...
The woods were quiet that time of year, the week before Midwinter. She hadn't even noticed that so much time had gone by, she had been so busy. There wasn't much time for her to talk to Dom over the weeks, let alone be alone with them, so they were content with small smiles and slight brushes against each other; every time he sneaked a touch, her body would tingle with pleasure.
Kel was hoping, though, that Dom would finally kiss her again at Midwinter; he could just say that as the only girl, she deserved someone to kiss her – or something along those lines.
Over the past few weeks, they had gathered supporters inside the walls of Mindelan in the form of farmers and children who worked in the fields and women who came to give them water. They had started quite the little rebellion. Kel looked up when she heard a sharp crackle of leaves. Her pulse quickened against her will when she saw who it was.
"Hello Dom," she said, slightly squeakily, and grimaced. Why did she always do that in front of men?
"Hello Kel," he responded warmly. "What are you doing here?"
"Patrolling," she said, a little sharply. "I got two new spies for Mindelan."
"Wonderful, but how will we know that they're trustworthy?" Kel paused at that, and then frowned. Since when had she not thought of all the possibilities?
"Well, since they have such a horrible steward, I thought—," Kel finished a little lamely. "Right, I messed up. But doesn't Neal know a truth spell or something? When they come to report, I could question them." Kel looked up at Dom, praying that he wasn't angry. He didn't look very angry, and Kel was usually good at reading other's faces. Dom just sighed.
"I guess that our supreme commander can make at least one mistake," he said cheekily. Kel moved closer, pretending to glower at him. She stopped when she realized how close she was. So did he.
"I've missed you," he said simply, looking down into her eyes so deeply that it was like he was searching her very soul.
"I've missed you too," she said in a breathy half-whisper. They closed the last distance between them and their mouths touched. They kissed each other desperately, as if it was their first and last kiss. Kel's body tingled down to the very tips of her toes and she lost herself in the kiss. Without realizing it, she found her hands resting on the waist of his breeches and sliding upwards under his shirt and over his warm body. Dom yelped and broke away from her.
"What?"
"Y-your hands are-are cold!" said Dom breathlessly. Kel grinned wickedly in her mind, knowing what made him breathless.
"Are you sure you didn't LIKE my hands there?" she asked. When she saw the expression on his face, she grinned fully. His eyes were wide, and he was staring at her, frozen from shock.
"You want that?"
"Well, I'm not the Yamani lump that some people made me out to be. But not right now. Maybe someday," she added cheekily.
"You want that?" he asked again, causing Kel to laugh.
"Yes! Are you surprised that its not just men that want that kind of thing. We women have feelings, also." His mouth was now opening up and down, and he looked quite like a fish. She leaned up once again and pressed her mouth against his gently. The kiss was threatening to deepen until a noise startled them.
"There you are, Dom! I've been looking all over for you." It was Neal. "And Kel," he said, seeming to just notice her and reiterating that fact that he was a complete numbskull, just as she had always thought.
"What is it, Meathead?" Dom asked, sighing slightly.
"Merric found some interesting things. He wants you to come right away." Dom nodded, then looked at Kel.
"Well, I'll talk to you later Kel. And the Midwinter party is still on at your camp, right?" She nodded and sighed as Dom walked off. She hated parties.
A/N: Well, an EXTREMELY short chapter, but what are intermissions for? Next chapter is probably going to be about the midwinter party and will start up some new drama...duh duh duh... hehe I'm weird.
-Crystaltambaia
