The town was extremely busy the next day. The Stealth Assassin didn't like so many people on such a limited space but he had to at least get the device and a present for Jayne. Then he could leave again.
His girl hadn't been as cheerful as the day before but well enough for him to leave for a few hours. The device was ready and he got quill, ink and paper fast enough. On his way out of town, he passed the shop of a tailor and decided to order a few new dresses as well. He had given her a few when they had reached the swamp the first day, but they didn't fit properly and they were nothing special. Nothing to feel beautiful with. Rikimaru had a few wishes regarding the dresses and so he had to order them. It would take a few weeks, the tailor said.
On this day, they tried the device. In the swamp it worked perfectly and the next days the Assassin went to different places all over the world, which he could reach fast and be back relatively fast, too, to see if it worked the way he wanted it to. It did. When the girl pressed a button on her device, the device the Assassin carried began to make a sound. It was loud enough that he couldn't not hear it and he could head back into the swamp immediately.
It made Rikimaru feel much better to know that his girl could reach him in case something happened and she needed help. He grew more and more relaxed every time he left her alone. He started to do jobs again but now it felt different. He had always lived only for the day, and only for himself. Now he looked forward to when he had finished his job and could go back to his girl. When he would see her smile again and could steel a kiss or two. It felt like coming home.
For a few weeks it went on like that. The Stealth Assassin was happy how well his girl recovered. She was smiling often again and except for her shorter hair nothing visible remained from her year as slave. Sometimes she had a haunted look in her eyes or she would cast her eyes onto the ground, getting this submissive stance. But those times grew more infrequent as time went by.
The consequence of it was, though, that the Assassin was still careful around her. He kept their physical contact light. He kissed her often, held hands and they cuddled, but not once did he push for anything more. It wasn't as if he didn't want, but he didn't want to scare her. He had never had anything resembling a relationship and sometimes he didn't know how to behave. He didn't even know if they were in a relationship since he had no knowledge of such things and he was reluctant to ask the girl. She had probably as little knowledge about it as him, since she had been living alone in a forest for almost all her life.
Maybe it would have remained like that for a long time but one day changed it all.
The Stealth Assassin was doing a job where he had to find some ring in a cave, which was guarded by an ancient warrior. Mindless task but well paid. He was just creeping towards the entrance of a cave he thought might be the right one, when the device in his backpack started ringing.
He froze for a second and then he moved as fast as he could. Teleport into the inn, deactivate his device, run to the flight master to get him as near as possible to the swamp. As soon as his feet touched the ground he began a mad dash towards the house and his girl.
It was the first time since they had tried the device that she had used it and Rikimaru was sure that there was a reason for it. His heart was hammering in his chest and if he had had breath to spare he would have cursed himself that he couldn't run faster. About a mile from the house he slowed down, his breath heavy. He had to be invisible and not only his body. He had to be silent as well because if someone or something was there he could be detected if he was too loud. And if he had to fight he had to be ready for it and not half dead from running.
His palms were sweaty and he had to wipe them on his clothes so he had a good grip on his blades. His heartbeat didn't slow down even now that he had stopped running.
He listened for something unusual but didn't hear anything that didn't belong here. He circled the house and found footstep from a human or human like creature. They came from the opposite side of where Rikimaru neared the house, led to the door and then from the door back the way they had come. Someone had been here and had looked into the house but had left again without any detours. Rikimaru followed the footsteps for about a minute to see if he found the creature that had left them. But the creature had mounted some animal and since the animal had left no tracks it had probably been a flying mount and the creature was gone. At least not waiting behind some rock to attack.
Now the Assassin could only hope that the creature hadn't harmed or taken his girl. The footsteps hadn't looked as if the creature had carried anything heavy and since Rikimaru had found no trace of his girl, she had to be in the house.
Back at the house Rikimaru took a deep breath before he entered. The inside was a little shady, as always due to the small windows. Everything looked undisturbed. But there was no sign of his girl. Had she been taken after all?
His breath caught in his throat and his eyes burned. The grip on his blades was so strong his hands started to ache. He felt panic rise in his chest. It wouldn't help him any to freak out now and get emotional and so he forced himself to close his eyes, loosen his grip on his weapons and take deep and especially even breaths.
When he was halfway calm, he opened his eyes and took another look around. Everything was as it always was, it didn't look as if someone had been here.
Before doing anything else, the Stealth Assassin did something extremely wise: he called her.
"Jayne!"
He waited a few moments and just before he wanted to call again, he heard rustling from underneath the floor in one corner of the house. Some of the boards lifted and the head of his girl appeared. Her eyes were wide, her hair even more tussled than normally and dirt all over her.
Rikimaru dropped his weapons and ran to her, lifting her out of her hiding place and hugging her hard. He buried his face in her neck, breathing her scent in. He had never been so afraid in his whole life and he had never been happier than at this moment when he held her.
"Are you alright?" His hands wandered over her body checking for injuries but she seemed to be unharmed. The girl nodded to his question. "What happened?"
"I was sitting outside, petting the cat. It perked up its ears and its hackles rose. Then she hissed in a direction, though I couldn't see anything wrong there. I didn't want to take any chances and so I went into the house and down the trap door. I used the device, just in case. A few minutes later I heard someone opening the door. I didn't know if it was you and so I stayed hidden. Whoever it was, he walked through the house once but didn't take anything as far as I could hear. Then he went out again. Then I waited for you. That's all." Her voice was steady and there was no fear in her eyes. She was composed and not the least bit disturbed.
In contrast to the Assassin, who was shocked at how lucky she had been that the cat had warned her. Not to mention that she had known there was a trap door. Even he hadn't known that.
The girl raised her hand and laid her palm on his cheek. "You are shaking. Is everything alright?"
The Stealth Assassin felt like he was falling apart. He could only shake his head before he wrapped his arms around her again. He needed to feel her, needed to assure himself that she was okay and still here. "I don't want to lose you again." Even his voice was shaking.
"Everything is fine. We don't know if I was in danger. And nothing happened." She pressed her body closer, her arms around his torso.
But it wasn't enough. He needed more. He kissed her and for the first time he wasn't patient and careful. His emotions were too raw and he was consumed by this fear of losing her. His hands roamed her body but through the layers of cloth he couldn't really feel her. He pulled on the cord holding her dress together and tried to get it off. His movements were too fast, he was moving too fast. When he impatiently ripped at the cloth and the girl gasped, he froze. At this tiny sound his mind started to work again, slowly clearing the haze the fear had laid over him.
She looked at him with wide eyes, her dress almost torn apart by his impatience, her lips swollen from his kiss. He groaned and closed his eyes while trying to disentangle his hands from her clothes. He had lost control. That had never happened before. He was always in control, always. But the fear of losing her had made him snap. God, he hoped he hadn't scared her.
He wanted to pull away because though he was still shaking, his mind was clear enough now to remind him of the fact that he had to be careful with his girl, that he couldn't rush things like that. But Jayne wouldn't let go. Of course he could break free but obviously she didn't want to let him go and since he didn't want to harm her, he stayed. He tried to take even breaths, to calm down. As she had said, everything was fine.
Tentatively at first her hands started to move, stroking over his back, then his arms, up to his neck and back down again. She was petting him and it made it all easier. The Assassin laid his forehead on her shoulder, a little shudder running through his body as her nails scraped his neck involuntarily. "Rikimaru." She didn't sound scared. "You don't have to stop because of me. I…" now she hesitated before taking a deep breath. "I would really like to have sex with you, but you have to show me. I don't know what to do. But I think that is what you wanted, a few seconds ago. You don't have to stop."
He shuddered again because of course did he want that. But he also didn't want to scare her, to hurt her, to do anything wrong. They were getting along so well at the moment and he didn't want to ruin it. "Riki?" Her hands stopped moving, her body grew tense, insecurity evident in her voice. When he looked at her, he could see this insecurity in her features as well and damn if he didn't want to chase it away.
The Assassin kissed her again, not as desperate as before but by far not as careful as normal. And with a soft sigh she melted against him. She opened her mouth and welcomed him in, her fingers grabbing at his shoulders as she tried to press closer.
And though he was still afraid of how it would change their relationship, the need to feel her was strong and her wish on top of it, he didn't have a chance to resist. Always in control was gone. The short break had gotten him enough control over his body not to rush this but there was no going back now. Especially not when she made those tiny sounds in the back of her throat and her body rubbed against his. And when he shrugged his shirt off and her nails dug into his skin. He groaned and guided her backwards to the bed, pulling her dress off on the way.
The girl didn't wear an underdress, only thin white pants. She was almost completely naked now and Rikimaru revelled in the feel of her skin against his. She kept rubbing her body against his as if she was still trying to get closer, as if she wanted more. He was so hard and it had been so very long since he had been with someone. She wasn't trying to get him off but the way she moved against him, the way her hips ground against his shaft, it was too much. Before he even realized what was about to happen, he exploded, coming while he still had his pants on and before she had even touched him.
He shuddered and groaned, pressing her closer with his hands on her backside, grinding against her. His breathing heavy, he looked at her and was more than glad that she was a virgin and hopefully couldn't tell how embarrassing that just had been. On the other side, it wasn't like this would stay him any. He was still as hard as before but he wasn't as desperate as before. He had definitely gotten calmer now, a smile curving around his lips.
Rikimaru laid his girl on the bed and pulled her panties off. With his own pants he wiped the cum from his body before lying next to her to resume kissing. His hands explored her body while his mouth feasted on her lips. She made soft sighs and arched into his touch and when he touched her between her legs, she was unbelievably wet. So ready for him. He circled her clit, enjoying how she moved against him, how her hands dug into his shoulders, before breaching her opening with one finger. Tight and hot. Rikimaru shuddered. And took his time to prepare her.
He wondered, even if it was the first time she had sex, if it would be her first orgasm. He suspected it wasn't, because she seemed to know a tad too good what her body wanted, her movements to precise against his fingers, being not in the least unsure about what was to come. She had done it herself, then. The thought of her own fingers doing what he was doing at the moment was hot and when he felt that she was close to climax, he decided he had prepared her enough.
Rikimaru lay between Jayne's legs, braced on his lower arms, still kissing her while he pushed into her wet heat. He moved slowly, looking for any sign of discomfort. He knew that he couldn't avoid it completely but he wanted to make this experience as pleasurable as possible for her.
She frowned a little, her body tensing, but when he stopped moving she relaxed again after a few seconds. And when he began to slowly thrust, she met him, stroke for stroke, moving with him. It was heaven and Rikimaru lost himself in the act, in her, all rational thoughts gone. Normally he was more in control but he felt still too raw from his earlier fear. So he let it all go, let himself go.
When she came, he followed close behind, feeling her climax shoving him over the edge as well.