AN: Marmottine: It´s always nice to meet other metalfans ( I heard about Hellfest as well) . Maybe I will leave more hints (like songtexts she suddenly remembers) in the story^^
and yeah, I know that feeling regarding the beasts too well, every other meter one would encounter drowner, necker, wolfs and the insects. Best thing was to just ride Roach through them and trying to ignore them; hoping she wouldn´t buckle and forcing you to fight :)
everybody else: feel free to leave a comment ^^
Thanks to anyone favouring and following this story, even when you are not giving feedback. I appreciate each and every one of you 3
Warnings: SMUT!
There is SMUT in this chapter so be warned if you feel uncomfortable with it. But hey, this story isn´t rated M for nothing ;)
Millies P.O.V
Lambert was already gone, when the young woman woke up.
Mhm. My back doesn´t even hurt. Lambert your fingers are magical. I wonder what else they can- Stop Milli. Stop- don´t let this thoughts wander! You are traveling together nothing more! You have no contraception. Don´t even think about it. These are just your hormones speaking. -But he looks so good! Damnit!
Stretching her back, Milli stood up and walked towards the little fireplace to put another log into the dying fire.
Her eyes felt onto the little table, and she saw Lambert´s shaving utensils and some bread.
Everything I need. Let´s get water heated and then let the shaving marathon begin!
Chuckling about her own thoughts, the woman put the cattle over the fire, but stopped dead in her tracks, when she grabbed the bucket, it was harder to move than it should be.
Thank you, Lambert. He already brought water inside. Well, maybe he needed it for himself and brought a bit more. But hay, who am I to complain.
Filling the water into the cattle, the woman began to plan her marathon.
How do I do this the best way. I could sit on the edge of the basin. Yeah, that sounds good.
The water began to steam, and she grabbed a little bit of the water to make the shaving cream.
After pulling the cattle of the fire (There was no need to burn her skin later when cleaning the remains of the cream of), she sat down on the brim of the basin and began to cover her legs in cream.
Ever so careful, she dragged the sharp blade over her skin, fearing she might cut herself otherwise.
It took her nearly one hour, until her legs were smooth again.
Mhm, sooo smooth. Ok, next step armpits.
She had to crane her neck quite a bit, to not accidently cut herself in the process.
Would be a stupid death, "Woman died of blood loss, because she cut of her arm while shaving".
When she was finished with her arms, her eyes felt unto the skin next to her panties (she had pulled
the shirt over her head before) and the hair that showed there.
Could try to shave there as well… at least the hair that can be seen when I wear panties. But I need to
be really really careful.
Spreading her legs, she craned her neck down, to have a better look.
Almost one hair after the other, she trimmed the hair of her inner thighs until she was satisfied.
There is still time. No one will see that part of your body in the next couple of weeks, forget it. But maybe Lambert- NO! Urgh, why am I speaking to myself again. Doesn´t matter. It would be more hygienic without the hair, less living room for vermin. Now you are getting disgusting. Good job Milli.
"I really need to stop speaking to myself like that. At least I was able to gather my thought. Well, then I believe I will at least try to shave there without castrating myself." Milli mumbled to herself and while pulling down her panties.
A light breeze was able to find its way through the cracks in the door and windows.
Hope Lambert doesn´t come back right now!
He didn´t and the young woman had successfully trimmed her pubic hair, to a length where it would get any health threatening problems.
Milli washed all the remaining shaving cream off her body and decided to clean the blade with steaming hot water.
Now clean, she pulled comfortable trousers and a shirt out of her back and got dressed in them.
Only midday jet. What shall I do with the rest of the day till Lambert comes back? Let's see what´s left of our food supplies, maybe I can cook something.
The young woman shuffled through their bags with food and gathered she would need for a fine stew.
Taking her dagger, she first peeled and then cut the vegetables she had found (carrots, potatoes and an onion) into little pieces. She cleaned the peels of dirt before knotting them into a little napkin and then throwing them into the hot water inside the cattle.
Hope I get them out later.
The pieces would join the stew later, so they wouldn't be slushy when they eat.
I wonder if I can put dried meat in there as well. Let´s see.
Cutting the dried meat stripe into half, the young woman shrugged with her shoulders. Won´t make much difference to the meat. Maybe Lambert brings game with him.
With nothing else to do, she sat down on the bed and let her head rest against the wall, her thoughts began to wander back to her old life, and what she would probably do right now.
She saw herself sitting in front of her pc, drinking a cup of tea and probably playing either on her phone or her pc.
Strange how a life can make a 180 degree turn in one moment. Dammit body. Stop being horny. I won´t crumble to your demands to make new life. This is all to dangerous here! And don´t start thinking about Lambert.
HerHerHERHer thoughts returned to the previous evening, when a little jolt went through her back, and how her male companion had eased her backpain with a much-appreciated massage. But then she remembered the drops of water that had fallen on her naked legs and the state of clothing (or better unclothing) she had seen Lambert in.
Her inner eyes began to wander over his naked form again: the scarred but still smooth skin, the perfectly defined muscles working beneath it, his Adonis ass and his member. She imagined his hands caressing her skin, kneading her flash and making her feel good.
Before she was able to get her thoughts under control again, her lust driven brain imagined how it would feel to lay beneath his strong body and to be at his mercy.
Fuck it.
No mental strength left back to fight her more feral needs, she let her thoughts wander on purpose and soon was caught in a very hot daydream.
Moving her hands up and down her aroused body, she caressed her sensitive skin, kneading her breasts before one of her hands found its way between her legs.
Her breathing and heartbeat had already begun to hitch, and little moans escaped her lips, with every brush of her fingers over her sensitive clit.
Her toes began to curl, and a knot formed inside her lower belly.
She new that feeling, she was close, only a few seconds more and her needs would be satisfied for the near future.
Finally, the knot broke and her body shook uncontrollably.
Catching her breath, the young woman opened her eyes again and sat up, only to stop dead in her tracks.
In front of the closed door stood Lambert, his eyes fixed on her and her body, an unreadable expression on his face.
Shit. FUCK! Why me?
"You are back. How -How was the hunt? Did you find the leshen?" How long did he stand there?
"Yeah. Wasn´t hard to find." He seemed a bit lost for words. "Hrmp. Smells good. Is there dried meat in the soup?" He cleared his throat and looked at the cattle.
Trying to change the suspect huh. Can´t blame you though.
"Yes. But I need to put the vegetables in it and get the peels out. Hoped you might bring some fresh game with you to fill the stew with." She mumbled, her face felt like it was on fire.
"I was able to catch a rabbit. It´s outside. Let me- let me just skin and gut it and you can have the meat for the stew." The Witcher mumbled, before turning around and leaving the hut in a rush.
She had been too embarrassed herself, to see the embarrassment on her companion's face.
Calm down. Nothing bad happened. It´s natural to act like that. It´s not your fault you are horny, it's the hormones fault.
Taking in deep breaths, she calmed down and began her search for the napkin full of vegetable peels.
Got ya!
Milli had just thrown the pieces into the stew, when Lambert returned and handed her the prepared rabbit, not able to look her into the eyes.
She felt a little pang in her chest but thought nothing about it.
"Thank you, Lambert, do you mind If I put all the meat into the stew, or do you want me to roast some of it?"
His only answer was a shrug with his shoulders.
"I will put all of it in the stew then." She cut the meat into little pieces and threw the sinews, fat and threw them into the bushes. Lambert had told her in the beginning there was no difference in burying them or just throw them away, the beast would be able to smell them either way.
"The stew has to cook for at least half an hour now, the meat should be tender then."
"I will wash outside at the stream. No need to splash bloody water everywhere." He mumbled and was gone within a second.
Unbeknownst to her, it wasn´t only the dirt and dried blood he had to deal with but also something in a more private area.
When he had returned to the hut, his nose had caught the smell of the stew, and he walked inside, not thinking about what he might encounter. He never expected to see what he saw.
He had walked in on her pleasuring herself. He was still full of adrenalin and that showed in his body responding to the sight.
Her body trembling and her moaning in lust. He thought about what was going on in her head at that moment, and a part of his body wished, it was him that made her act like that, that it was him to make her moan and not her own hands.
It took him all his restraints, to not walk over to her and just join in, it had been a long time for him as well.
The mere thought of her (clothed or not) made his dick harden in his pants and he knew he needed to get out of the hut, or this could escalate in a matter he didn´t want.
When he returned half an hour later, he was able to catch clear thoughts again and to look at her without getting an erection.
She was still blushing and moving like she felt unsafe or at least uncomfortable with him close when he sat down at the little table.
Milli grabbed two bowls and filled them with freshly cooked stew and handed him one of the bowl.
When Lambert reached for it, his fingers brushed against her and a warm wave rolled through her body.
Damnit. Body why?
She was horny again.
"You alright?" Lambert asked her, when she didn´t move.
"Mhm? Yeah, sorry."
She sat down opposite to Lambert and they began to eat in silence.
The warm soup tasted better than anticipated (regarding she didn´t has most of the seasonings she usually used at home) and helped to calm her nerves.
Finished, Milli grabbed their wooden bowls and spoons and rinsed them off.
It was already sundown and the light had turned red.
"Will we leave in the morning?"
"In the late morning. The fight had been exhausting."
"Ok." Was all she answered.
This will be soo awkward to sleep in the same bed now. Why are you doing that to me body.
She pulled her sleeping-shirt over her head and sat down on the bed.
Her male companion still hadn´t moved, but his look had changed, she couldn´t pinpoint into what.
After another minute of silence, he spoke up. With a shy or unsure tone to his voice.
"I could help you."
Wha- "What do you mean?"
"What I said. I could help you. Don´t deny it, I can smell it. Enhanced senses, remember? I can smell your – arousal. But even if not, your face latterly screams that you are horny."
When she heard that, heat began to rise her cheeks and pool between her legs.
Am I so easy to read? Damn Witcher-senses. But why?
She really seemed to be easy to read at that moment (or he could read minds as well), because he answered her thought question.
"You said it yourself: You woman can get overwhelmed by more primal needs as well, and unlike me you can´t just go to a woman of the evening give her some crowns and release the steam. There are not many male workers in that metier and those there are, are expensive and can only be found in the bigger cities."
How can he be so logical right now?
He had walked up to her while speaking and now stood only centimetres away, she felt the heat radiating from his skin and she had to force her brain to remain thinking.
"And you wouldn´t need to pay a woman of the evening for yourself." She concluded, squinting her eyes at him. He had to grin at that comment.
"That would be true-"
I knew it
"- but you would set the rules and it would only be done what you wish."
Sure.
"I could still just take care of myself." She mumbles, her body had already lost the battle, but her mind tried his best to keep fighting.
"You could. But that isn´t as satisfying as somebody else doing it, isn´t it?" His voice was deep, and in his eyes glimmered something. Maybe longing or lust?
She was about to lose the battle with her own mind, her inner eyes kept showing her pictures of naked Lambert, when a thought crossed her mind that made her almost sober.
"Lambert, that I am this horny, and I know it for a fact, means I can conceive and that my body tries to trick me into it. I have nothing for contraception and before I get pregnant, I will happily take care of myself. Thanks for the offer though." She had become more and more quiet with every word said.
But anger flashed in her eyes when the male began to laugh.
"What!" She snapped at him.
How dare him to laugh about me now.
"Sorry Milli. But that argument doesn´t work. Witcher are unable to spend life. The trial of grasses, the bullshit experiment ever Witcher must go through and that gives us our superhuman strength and so on, renders us infertile. You see, one more reason against taking a male whore, he could impregnate you and they probably have illnesses you don´t want to fetch."
"And let me guess, you are immune to them?"
He only nodded, he had become silent after her little outburst and he knew he might have crossed a line.
Trying to sort her thoughts, she turned around and considered anything he had just told her.
The close vicinity of his body, send her more primal side into hyperdrive, making her arousal almost insufferable.
I am on the road for the next months with him, and I can´t survive this natural torture every time by myself. Fine body you win. Why not getting something out of it.
She leaned back against his strong chest and let her head fall to the side, giving a little nod, she hoped Lambert would understand, and he did.
His hands settled on her hips and his mouth found its way to the side of her neck she was offering him.
A moan escaped her lips, the second his lips connected, and she felt him grin against her skin. But at that moment, she didn´t care.
Slowly his hands began to move up, taking her shirt with them, only to rest beneath her breasts. She had given him the permission to help her, but he still asked her for permission.
After a short nod, his strong hands cupped them, and his thumbs gently brushed over her covered nipples. Every circle sends jolts of pleasure through her body and Milli felt a knot form in her lower belly. Her body yearned for skin contact and she let out a loud moan, when her opened her medieval bra in front, freeing her breasts; only to catch them in his hands again.
"Why don´t you pull that shirt over your head?" He whispered into her ear and she gurgled in approval, her words were lost in another moan his thumbs coaxed from her lips.
With one swift movement the clothing was gone, and her skin was exposed to the air.
His fingers pinched her sensitive nipples while his lips had wandered to the back of her neck.
A purrlike sound escaped her, she always had loved it when someone had tickled or kissed her there.
Milli was so armoured by the feeling in her neck, that she hadn´t noticed them moving towards the bed. Only did she notice, when her shins brushed against the bedframe and weren't it for the Witchers hands playing with her nipples, she would have toppled over.
Lambert chuckled against her neck.
Does he want me to lay down, or?
"Just say if you want to lay down, or do you prefer the standing variation?" He told her when he felt her struggle.
Lifting her hands, she removed his and crawled onto the bed, not caring she was parading her ass in front of him and she missed the sharp intake of breath on his part.
She came to a stop and turned around to face her companion again.
Lamberts eyes were cast at her face, but she saw the restrain it took him not to stare at her boobs. She was glad about it, but also a bit confused, he had already felt them, wasn´t that more intimate than looking?
Slowly, she let the clothing slip down her arms, before throwing it towards the Witchers feet.
"Did you change your mind?" She mumbled, suddenly insecure about what was going on. Things her ex had told about her slipped into her head, He probably just wanted to be nice and now he sees how ugly she was.
A sight escaped his lips and he began to get undressed.
What was that about.
"Lambert, if you don´t want-" She sighted this time.
"-was just caught up in thoughts." Lambert told her with a reassuring smile on his face, his eyes revealed her he was speaking the truth.
She was so ingulfed in his catlike amber eyes, that she didn´t notice him strip down to his underwear and getting on the bed as well.
Milli only noticed, when he was suddenly hovering over her again and one of his hands grabbed the back of her neck.
Her eyes widened in surprise and she wanted to lean back automatically but stopped when she realised what happened.
Lambert nibbled and sucked on her neck and throat, slowly making his way down her body.
Again, before he reached her nipples, he looked up like he was asking for consent.
When she gave him a small smile, his other hand grabbed the one breast while his tongue played with her nipple.
He drew circles around it, sucked at it only to let his teeth gently scratch over it.
Ever move sends little sparks through her body and the knot in her lower belly tightened more and more. Milli´s breathing and heartbeat increased, and she enjoyed the way her body reacted to the male's touches.
On its own, her hand tangled in his hair, trying to press him further against her.
But he was to strong and she to weak, she only managed for him to move his attention to her other breast.
Her nipples were hard, and the air against her wet skin, made her body shiver, in a good way.
A first silent moan escaped her lips and she knew, her panties were soaked by now.
Lambert´s attention became more and more of a torture and she longed to feel him between her legs.
Like he was able to read her mind, his free hand wandered down, only to rest on the hem of her trousers for a short while.
His fingertips played with the strings that secured them on her hips, before finally opening them.
He repositioned himself, one knee on either side of her legs, both hands were now resting on the hem of her trousers, his fingers brushing beneath it.
A light tuck, told her to lift her hips, and he immediately pulled down her pants and panties.
She was now completely naked in front of him, and her breathing stopped, waiting for his reaction.
Milli feared he might reject her, but nothing like that happened.
He let his eyes roam over the naked woman beneath him, and a part of him couldn´t believe his luck, he had this beautiful woman laying beneath him, waiting for him to give her pleasure. Only the thoughts about that, let his cock harden in his pants and a moan escaped his throat.
But seeing this was there first time together and that he felt a connection to her, let him do anything, he wouldn´t do with a prostitute, just because of the fact, she was there to pleasure him, now it was the opposite and it didn´t even bothered him. At that moment, he would have it any other way.
Lambert disregarded her clothes and moved over her again.
He laid down next to her, one arm holding is whole bodyweight, the other hand resting on her crotch his lips attacking her throat.
"Lambert please, stop teasing." She breathed, a plea in it.
He chuckled against her skin and let his hands slip between her legs, brushing against her wet dripping folds.
Milli opened her legs a bit, to give him more space and an easier entrance.
He brushed his fingers over her clit a few times, before entering one of them inside her pussy.
"You really need and want this, don´t you?"
She was only able to gurgle in agreement.
Her body yearning for more contact, she let her hand wander up and down the witchers body, until she reached his midsection and her hand brushed over his erected penis.
Without a second thought, she opened his underpants and stroke the freed member.
She felt Lambert´s body tense under the contact and but he quickly relaxed again, and hot breath brushed over the sensitive skin of her neck.
Suddenly, his fingers were gone, and the young woman frowned at the sudden loss, but her face softened when she realises, Lambert had moved his position to be between her legs, both of his hands resting next to her face, the tip of his dick grazing her folds and clit.
He gave her a second to retreat out of the situation, before slowly, millimetre by millimetre, entering her.
Milli felt her inner walls stretch to a degree it began to sting, but the pleasure that swept over and through her body made up for it.
Lambert allowed her to adjust to his size before moving again.
Every thrust sends jolts up and down her spine and it didn´t take long for her to feel her release approach.
After a particularly well-placed thrust, the knot broke and her body was shaken by uncontrollable spasms, stars entered her vision and for a second, she forgot how to breath.
Lambert helped her through her release by slowing his thrust and placing kisses around her neck.
But he wasn´t finished with her, knowing well enough that women are able to come more than once, he wanted to make this encounter even more memorable and enjoyable for his companion – no for the woman he cared for.
When her breathing had slowed down again, he slowly pulled out and motioned for her to lay down on her stomach.
She was still smiling like a Cheshire Cat when she did as told, closing her legs and resting her head on her crossed arms.
She knew what was coming.
A shiver went through her body when the Witcher´s ruff and strong hands roamed over her back only to give her ass cheeks a squeeze, making her moan and push her ass up to meet him.
Lambert´s dick twitched at the sight of her dripping pussy in front of him and he had to use all his strength not to cum then and there when he thought about how tight it would be in this position.
He couldn´t but trace her spine with his tongue, while positioning himself.
With one swift motion, he entered her again until his thighs connected with her behind. A short pleasure-filled scream escaped her lips and he couldn´t but grunt as well.
The Witcher new he was close, but he tried to stretch it out as long as possible, not wanting to leave her any time soon.
His strong chest pressed against her back, and the deep thrusts soon made her walls clench again when her third orgasm of that night rolled over her body and after two more thrusts Lambert followed her over the edge, spilling his seed deep inside her.
He slumped down, careful that he doesn't crush her with his weight, and tried to catch his breath.
Milli needed a bit longer to catch herself, but she enjoyed his warmth and weight against her back.
That was awesome. – Hope he is right with the infertile part. He wouldn´t lie on purpose in that matter though.
That were the first thoughts she was able to gather, the next one was: Where is he gone to?
Turning on her back, she noticed his naked form near the bucked with the rest of the river water, but when she tried to sit up, she couldn´t. Her muscles had turned into jelly, molten jelly.
A proud grin appeared on his face when he noticed her struggles, and she couldn´t suppress the roll of her eyes.
"Can you help me get up, please." She mumbled, a bit embarrassed that she was naked and unable to move.
Pulling his underpants up, he sends her a cocky smile and shook his head.
"I don´t know. Like the way you are right now."
"Lambert please, I need to get up and clean myself. It is not very comfortable to sleep or walk with sticky thighs." She whined.
"Well in that case-" He mumbled, but turned back around towards the water.
Fine. Urgh. So, where are my clothes?
Spotting her nightshirt on the other end of the small bed, she rolled back on her stomach and reached forward to grab it.
A squeak of surprise escaped her throat (a very high squeak) and she wanted to turn around with a start (one of Lambert´s strong hands on her back hindered her) when a cold wet something touched her inner thighs.
"Damn woman, and I thought that scream earlier was loud. Not forgetting the one you mustered against the Katakan." He laughed.
"What was that?"
"A wet cloth, now lay back down, relax and let me clean this mess." He ordered with a fake-annoyed voice.
Not knowing what was going on at that moment, but thankful for his help (there had been no way she would have been able to do that without being able to sit up on her own) she did as told and tried not to jerk together every time to cloth would touch her still sensitive and heated skin.
"One would think you would be used to cold water by now." He mocked her and Milli wanted to smack him over the head for that comment.
She felt a lot more comfortable around him now.
Well, sleeping with someone seems to have that effect.
"Lambert?"
"mhm." He sounded concentrated at his task of cleaning the area between her legs (in reality he was concentrating on not pinning her down and take her again- damn Witcher stamina).
"Thank you. It was- thank you." She said lost for words.
"Anytime. Do I have to be on the guard tonight, to not be attacked by a needy female?"
Way to kill the atmosphere buddy. But yeah, probably.
"Like I could catch you off guard. But yeah, probably." The last part was just a whisper, a shy embarrassed whisper.
Why am I suddenly embarrassed? God dammit Milli, that man just fucked you, like no one ever did before and you go all embarrassed? Why am I so awkward?
"Good that Witchers don´t need sleep then. Here, you can get dressed again and then sleep. I might not need it, but your eyes look like they fall close any second." He handed her the shirt she had tried to reach and help her sit up. His eyes firmly cast at hers.
Dressed, she laid down on the bed and pulled the cover over her body. But they were so thin, and her body began to shiver of a cold she didn't know were real or imagined (because Lamberts body heat was missing).
He seemed to had notice it, because Milli felt the bed dip and just a moment later she was pulled against a warm chest, are strong arm securely draped over her midsection.
She was fast asleep not long after.
Unbeknownst to her, a part of him, wished that this would last forever. This was the closest the had come to the normal life he so desperately want, in almost forever.
And he hoped she wouldn´t catch him, watching her sleep away the exhaustion he had caused her.
He couldn't but to feel proud.
AN 2.0: So, I am a bit unsure about this chapter. He feels something for her he can´t pinpoint, but at the same time sees something normal in her.
She is hurt by her exes motives, but feels safe and comfortable enough to sleep with him. She is pulled towards him, without really knowing and realising it ( do I even make sense now- well it´s 2 in the morning so meh, don´t care :P)
Please let me know what you think (eg via pm).
Until next time :)