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I Don't Want to Hear It

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by Queen of Serpents

Warning: This chapter might be a bit graphic. Don't read it if sex, or things pertaining to sex, offends you.

Disclaimer: Nope don't own. Though the prospect of using Briar for a while is pretty nice. Maybe I'll keep him a while longer even after I'm done with this ficklet ; )

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Chapter 3: Screwing Up

"Pahan can you please, please come to the market with me! Please!" Evvy cried jumping up and down.

"You're a grown girl, go yourself. Can't you see I'm busy?" Briar groaned pulling more weeds. When will Rosethorn make him stop pulled those weeds! His hands were hurting and the little weeds were making him feel sad. After all they were plants and he did still had a connection with them.

"I don't understand. Why would you rather pull those weeds than go to the market with me?" Evvy said putting her hands on her hips much like Sandry would do.

Briar looked nervously at the other end of the field where Rosethorn was. How could he tell that the only reason why he was here was so that he could see Rosethorn? Was so that he could gain at least some satisfaction from having her near him? Though he was still confused as to why he was acting this way, he knew that he just had to be close to her. He couldn't leave without her being in his sight. It was driving him mad but he couldn't stop.

"Who else would pick these weeds Evvy? Rosethorn can't do everything on her own," Briar told her yanking out another one of those blasted plants.

"But before you'd just look for an excuse to go with me to the market!"

"Listen Evvy, I don't want to go with you just so you can see your little boyfriend," he snapped. She was getting on his nerves.

"First of all he's older than you. Second, when you always wanted to go to the market to see those girls you wanted to flirt with, you always dragged me along and I always did. Now you owe me pahan."

"I don't owe anyone anything."

"Oh just go with her Briar!" Rosethorn snapped. "You two bickering is making my head hurt. Go and get dressed, Evvy, and I'll call for the carriage."

Evvy grinned and stuck her tongue out to Briar who was glaring at both girls - woman in Rosethorn's case - and then skipped away back inside. Briar stood up and dusted his breeches, not realizing yet how close Rosethorn was until their arms brushed. Blushing like a little 12 year old boy with a crush, Briar began to walk away, but Rosethorn called out to him.

"Why didn't you want to go with Evvy in the first place?" she asked.

He turned around to look her square in the eye and shrugged his shoulders. "Didn't want to leave you here alone," he whispered truthfully taking a step towards her. She stared directly at him holding her breath and nearly closed her eyes as she felt Briar leaning his head towards her, his lips coming closer to hers. But suddenly the dark shadow Briar's tall form cast on her lifted and she saw him walking away.

Rosethorn stared at Briar's retreating back and sighed. For a moment she thought he was just about to kiss her. Shaking her head and laughing lightly to herself, she got back to work.

Silly for her to think that.

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When Briar came back home it was late. The entire time out there he kept imagining himself leaning down towards Rosethorn. Her lips were rosy and slightly pouted. It was the perfect time to kiss her but why did he walk away like that?

She was leaning towards him too, her eyes were closing as she anticipated his lips to descend and devour hers but what had compelled him to back away at that precise moment? How stupid can a boy get?

He didn't quite know what forced him to act like that. He didn't want to ruin the things between them. Their friendship. He was her student and kissing her cheek playfully when he was younger was okay but now things were different.

But still she had wanted it. He was able to see how much her chest rose and fell as her heart pounded against her chest. She wanted him to kiss her just as he wanted to kiss her and ravish her until they were lying in a messy sweaty heap.

But he pulled away because he wanted to be a gentleman. How would he rectify this? Ignore it and forget. Yup that sounded pretty good to his ears.

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"Briar!" Her voice rung in his ears. The screaming of his name on her lips were making him pant loudly, pushing him over the edge. Gosh those hands of her were magical indeed. The way she made him moan and shout out in pleasure was incredible. He never wanted this feeling to stop. Never wanted her lips to leave his own, never wanted his hands to stop their assault on his manhood. All he wanted to do was flip them over and come out on top, sinking into her warmth but this pleasure was great on his own and he didn't want it to end.

His hands were roaming around her body, squeezing here, pinching there. His lips began their own assault on the creamy flesh of her neck allowing the moans to ring through his eyes and shake him. He was close now.

"Briar!" It was her voice again. Louder than before. Gosh he was so close now. Her voice was like the spark of a flame and he was burning all over. Any minute now he would completely burst. Under his eyelids he could see the stars and the constellations moving to form new ones. Planets moving faster than ever. The sun burning so bright it was blinding him.

"Briar wake up already!" It was a voice not near him at all, but still there. Still there making the sun ready to burst out, rays of light exploding, the earth shaking under him.

With one hand he tore the bed sheets off of him and reached down to touch it raging morning wood. The door flung open at the same exact moment. His eyes opened for a split second to see Rosethorn hovering over him, brown eyes wide.

He didn't know what happened but within moments the sun finally burst and bliss overtook him "Rosethorn!" He whispered hoarsely an anguished cry, his body shuddering with his immense release.

A gasp was heard at the side of the bed and when he opened his eyes once more he saw Rosethorn not naked, not on top of him in the bed as he had imagined all this time but standing in the door with a hand clamped over her mouth. Her eyes were wide and he found himself finally realizing what had happened.

It was all a dream. Rosethorn wasn't the one whose hands were around his throbbing manhood, a place where he wanted her hands to be so badly. No, it was his own hands. Rosethorn was never there. And now she was but not in the way he had wanted.

He never felt so embarrassed in his life. He was just wanking off because of some heated dream and Rosethorn had seen him. And hadn't he also screamed out her name? He sat up quickly and pulled the bed sheets over to cover himself.

"I'm so sorry, Rosethorn," he said getting ready to walk over to her but she had simply shook her head and walked out the door, shutting it behind her.

He really screwed up this time and it was worse than not kissing her and walking away. This time he couldn't just ignore what happened. How was he going to rectify this?

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Author's Note: Well not much to say here. I hope you understood it was all just a dream. I admit the transition from Briar's thought to the dream was a bit shaky and I could've done better but originally the dream was supposed to be in the next chapter but I was having trouble of what to put after the almost-kiss scene. Anyway, just go out and review. I got hits for this story, but no reviews. C'mon, don't be heartless! I had reviews last time, why not again? .:cries:.