A/N: Just a friendly warning this is an M rated story.
For the G rated version of this story:
Phil and Leah went to a beautiful meadow where they had a picnic and then lay side by side looking at the clouds above them. Oh yeah and Leah somehow got her shirt torn, just a little. :D
-All right there you go if you don't want to read the rest of the M rated chapter. Now onto the real story.
32 - Vacation
A small touch tickled my cheek, too lazy to lift my hand to shoo away whatever had just landed on my face I burrowed further into the soft pillow. I was warm, snuggly and completely relaxed... parts of me that I had not realized could be relaxed were relaxed. I was not ready to wake up yet, my insides were the consistency of a marshmallow and I was perfectly content to be just where I was. The annoying touch came back, this time walking up the curve of my ear, tickling it slightly. Making a small displeased noise I expended some energy to lift my hand to swat the thing but it moved before I could brush it away. As soon as I put my hand back on the pillow there was a soft brush against my nose, it was then that I noticed the scent.
"It takes you a while to wake up, doesn't it?" I heard Phil's chuckle in my ear. His soft breath against the sensitive skin behind my ear reminded me why I was in such a languid state.
I opened one eye to see that he was the one tickling my nose with a sprig of flowers. The small bell shaped flowers were familiar to me, pure white little spheres all lined up along the small green stem. The amazing scent coming off the delicate blossoms should have given it away.
"Lily of the valley," I remembered the name of the small plant. I rolled over to my back and gave up on trying to sleep as my brain finally started working again, "so what does that mean? Thanks for the awesome sex?"
I looked up at his smiling face above me, he ran the velvety smooth blossom over my upper lip before he placed a quick kiss in that exact same spot. "Close enough, it means return to happiness."
I returned the smile but it was kind of hard not to especially since he had brought out the big guns. I took the small flower away from him, rubbing the blossoms around the deep indentations in his face, "seriously Phil your dimples should be illegal."
"I have been told by several people that I get away with far too much just with a smile." He told me as I touched touched him gently. I had always loved those dimples of his, and it was nice to finally be able to molest them a little. Maybe I could do more than just molest his dimples, sitting up and letting the sheet fall off revealed my naked body. I pressed a soft kiss against his face, licking one of those dimples I loved so much. Phil quickly picked up on what I was trying to do and shifted his body in order to deepen our was when my stomach decided to chime in and remind me of the fact that it had not been fed well in a while.
"Time to get out of bed," I reluctantly pulled away from Phil, suddenly noticing that he was wearing pant. "Hey did I say you could put your clothes back on?"
Phil gave me a small shrug as he rolled out of bed and offered a hand to help me out of bed. I noticed that his jeans were not fully buttoned up and they had slid down a few inches when he moved. My eyes followed the narrow band of hair down to the point where it started to spread out. I was willing to bet that my man was going commando right now and my inner wolf definitely approved. For a few seconds I considered the pros and cons of luring him back into bed.
"You have completely worn me out, I need a little break." He must have noticed where I was looking.
"Whatever," I scoffed at his words, I had personal experience with just how much energy he had. Much to my regret he finally noticed that his pants were about to slip off of his narrow hips, he quickly buttoned them up making the decision for me. "All right I am as hungry as a wolf," I repeated my earlier joke.
Kicking the sheets off of my legs and grabbing a hold of his hand, I allowed him to help me out of bed. Some girls might have been bothered by being completely naked so early in a relationship but being a wolf had pretty much cured me of that. When you were shifting back and forth you could not preserve your modesty for long. Pretty much everyone in my pack had seen me naked at one point or another, and playing for several hours in bed with Phil meant that he had seen every little portion of me. At one point he started with my toes and kissed his way up to the top of my head - some places got more kisses than other, but I was not complaining.
Allowing myself to be helped out of bed I realized my mistake, Phil was not being a gentleman and helping me out of bed. He was being a insatiable pig and was actually pulling me into his embrace. Long lean arms went around me as he leaned down to give me a kiss. I ducked under his arm and backed away. "No, go away and don't touch me.I am too hungry to play again."
Phil gave me a sexy grin, "are you sure you don't want to give me just a little kiss?" His cajoling tone was not going to work on me this time.
I gave him a sly smile as I located my t-shirt on the floor next to the chair. "There all covered up, I am no longer tempting."
"Leah do you honestly think that just because you put on a shirt I am no longer interested. Which by the way, I would just like to point out that your shirt belongs to me." He took a few steps towards me, "and I want my property back."
"Finders keepers!" I might have screamed like a girl as I ran out the door and for the stairs, hopefully I would be a little safer if I made it to the kitchen. I though men were supposed to have a decreased sex drive as they aged, obviously whoever had done those studies had never met Phil.
Two hundred pounds plus some of pure male tackled me in the middle of the living room, I was not all that worried as he somehow twisted our bodies to land safely on one of his massive couches. A major tickle battle the ensued, it was the only way to fend of his amorous advances.
"All right mercy," he finally called out when I dug into his sides. I had discovered this weakness early on, and I was going to abuse this knowledge for as long as possible. "I forfeit. What do you want?" He was laughing so hard he was practically crying.
"I am victorious," I told him with an exaggerated fist in the air as I celebrated my win. "All right what do I win?"
"Anything you want Princess." He practically purred at me, the look in his eyes made his intentions very clear.
"Holy shit Phil, how have you survived this long without getting any?" I rolled my eyes. Jeez it was a good thing I was a wolf because otherwise he would have worn me out.
"Do you really want me to answer that question?" Phil asked, his face full of mischief. "What else is there to do at night?"
"I thought you said you watched me sleep," I reminded him of one of our previous conversations.
"I did that too, but the nights are long and there is plenty of time to do other things," he spoke with a smile in his voice, not at all ashamed of practically admitting he liked to jerk off at night.
Hell why did I not think of that, it would have saved me a lot of sexual frustration these past couple of months. Maybe because you wanted company, and did not want to do it yourself? Though watching Phil play with himself might be interesting.
It was time to change the subject, before my mind became permanently stuck in the gutter. "All right I finally figure out what you will give me for winning."
"My eternal love?" His tone was mock serious.
"No thanks," I shook my head at him, he had already given me that one. I took a quick peek at his face to make sure he was not upset by the fact that his offer of love had just been thrown back in his face - Phil looked slightly amused so there was nothing to worry about. "No, what I want is food, really good food. Too bad you can't order pizza around here."
"I am assuming you want something quickly," he stood up and started walking to the kitchen. It was best if I stayed on the dining room side of the counter, food would appear sooner and would be better tasting that way. It did not surprise me that Phil already had dinner cooking, my complete absorption with my battle with him was the only reason I had not noticed the succulent aroma that was emanating from the oven.
While Phil gathered our food I opened the back door, the afternoon sun was starting to get low enough in the sky that the ancient trees surrounding the house blocked our view of it. The perfect azure sky was marred by a few fluffy clouds but they were too scattered to actually produce any rain. The flowers that were blooming around us may have indicated early Spring but the weather felt much warmer, the brilliant sun had heated up the air making the scents swirling around me more pungent. The slightly bitter smell of tree sap was the most overwhelming of all of the scents, but there were other flavors in the air that I could not identify. There was also the ever present scent of decay, but that was completely normal, the dead leaves that had been shed last Fall were finally beginning to decompose adding another layer to the complex bouquet.
"Wow you can really smell everything around here," I told Phil as we sat down outside at the small metal table, it did not take much effort on my part to convince him to move our meal outside.
"It does not rain here as often as in Washington, so the smells stick around longer," he stated as he sat down across from me. We did not waste much time speaking, instead we both dug into our meals with a great deal of relish.
"So what do you want to do now?" I asked as we finished drying the last of the dishes, as much as I wanted to suggest that we head back to bed it might behove me to do something other than sex. It was not like we had to go back to Washington tomorrow, we had several more months left here. Plus there is always tonight.
"Well before you interrupted," Phil told me with a severely put out look, "I was trying to clean out the front flower beds."
It turns out that Phil had started the plants inside his greenhouse and now it was warm enough that they could be transferred outside. He did not do this every year, but since we were spending the summer it would be fun to make the house look a little more presentable - at least that is what he told me.
"We usually keep the inside well maintained, but the gardens tend to be a little more neglected." Phil explained the messy state of the raised beds right next to his front door. "My gardening efforts have been especially poor this year since I was running around trying to keep you safe."
We spent the remainder of the afternoon light cleaning out the front garden, the scent of freshly turned soil was added to the mix as we transplanted the small seedlings. Our outside excursions were not completely innocent, Phil kept peppering me with kisses - the first time he did it I almost crushed the small plant I had been holding in my hand. Soon I got used to his distraction and started to return the favor, once I even managed to surprise him with a pinch to his fine ass when he walked past me.
I woke up to darkness and for a moment did not know where I was - we ended up back in Phil's bed after coming in and consuming a light snack. I was planning on taking a shower to wash off all the dirt from gardening but Phil took his shirt off and I saw the glittering of his silver nipple ring - needless to say I got slightly off track but I would challenge anyone to keep to their plans when that little silver bar flashes in front of their face.
"Sorry Princess, I did not mean to wake you." Phil's whispered words brought me back to the present.
"What time is it?" I mumbled half asleep.
"A little past two, I am just going to go take a shower." He was shifting the blanket around trying to tuck it around me.
"Really? Do you need help washing your back?" Even half asleep I managed to say it with a leer in my voice.
"If you want," he did not waste much time, almost immediately I felt the sheets being pulled off of my body. Phil picked me up bridal style as he carried me to the bathroom, he did not bother turning on any of the lights since the moonlight streaming in through the large windows illuminated the way - it also helped that we both had excellent night vision.
He told the shower to turn on, this voice activated thing was awesome. I woke up completely when the warm pulsing water hit my naked body.
Pushing Phil against one of the walls of the shower I became a little bit bossy, "stand there and don't move." He hesitated only for a moment before leaning back against the cream colored tile and closing his eyes, the large muscles of his thighs flexed as he got into a more comfortable position. Grabbing a bar of soap I rubbed it between my hands while contemplating where to begin. It was liberating to be able to have at his body without those pale green eyes watching my every move, I might have been fairly comfortable with him but it was nice to be allowed to take over control. I had long ago realized that Phil was not the sort of guy that gives up control easily, the fact that he trusted me enough that he would just stand there was a major ego boost. When I had enough bubbles I put down the soap and spread the suds across his wide shoulders, for a moment I felt him tense up before he relaxed again, moving my hands down to his chest I continued my explorations of his body, it was not entirely my fault if his nipple ring got extra attention. I had never given much though to piercings before but that little silver bar was as sexy as hell, I gently scrapped my nails across his nipples making him moan a little. It was especially hot in Phil, just further evidence that below that mature persona lurked a little bit of a a bad boy.
My body had blocked out most of the water while I soaped him up, to rinse off the soap all I had to do was step aside and all the suds were washed away. A wide and glistening chest greeted me, it was impossible not to start planting kisses across the expanse of muscle. My lips followed the same path as my hands, from his wide shoulders all the way to the little silver bar. I made sure to press an extra kiss to the spot where that funny little heartbeat was the loudest, just under his left nipple. As I stood on my tiptoes to press kisses on all of his chest it was hard not to notice how Phil felt about my ministrations, a large object pressed against my belly - I could feel it getting larger with every heartbeat.
Grabbing the soap again I lathered up my hands again as I surveyed his body. Mine all mine, the inner girl in me squealed.
"Hmm we have to make sure we get this nice and clean." I gently wrapped my fingers around him and moved my hand up and down the wide shaft, his low throaty moan was testament to the fact that I was doing something right. I leaned over and licked the small flat disk of his nipple, sucking on it lightly.
It was a pleasure watching Phil's reactions to my teasing, every squirm and low sound that came out of his mouth excited me. Suddenly his long fingers circled my wrist as he pulled my hand away from him, I pouted a little as he took away my toy. His eyes were open, the fire in them making me even more hot.
"Turn around and put both hands on the wall." Phil's command came out as a deep growl; his regular voice was enough to make a girl wet but when he was aroused it got even deeper bringing it down to the point of making my girl parts clench with need.
He did not give me much time to comply, instead he used the hold on my wrist to turn me away from him as he used his large body to press me against the cool tile wall. For a moment there was nothing else but the sensation of the cold tile on my front and the hot male body pressed against my back. Phil used his legs to gently kick my legs slightly apart, I had braced myself a little bit on the wall as I felt his fingers ghosting down my spine. For a moment a finger pressed inside of my already slick folds I assumed he was checking to see if I was ready. Much to my relief he did not play for long, almost instantly the finger was gone to be replaced with something much wider. In one fluid movement he slowly slid into me, we groaned in unison, his angle allowed for a deeper penetration but he did not remain there for long.
"So you like to tease?" He growled into my ear. "I will show you teasing," he threatened as he kept up a slow but steady pace.
Considering how much sex I had in the past twenty four hours it should have been impossible for me to be this easily aroused - but I was to the point where it was almost painful. It did not help that Phil knew exactly what he was doing and every time he pushed close to the edge he would slow down right before I could go over. Shallow thrusts were periodically interrupted with a couple of deep ones but it was never enough.
I was moving ever closer to the brink but the last little bit was impossible to cross, I tried moving my hips at a different angle but my position next to the wall made it much harder to tilt my hips. Phil had given me control for a little bit but now he had taken it all back and he was determined for me to understand our position. I would be able to find my pleasure when he allowed it, this would have probably made me angry under most circumstances but it felt too good for me to care.
"Please," I tried to say the word but it probably came out as a groan.
"What was that Princess?" Phil never let up in his pace, as he continued his shallow quick thrusts. My mind was half way gone but it was there enough to note that he sounded a little short of breath, this was effecting him as much as me.
"Now!" I practically shouted, my voice echoing through the large bathroom. But it was not enough of an inducement for him to finish - or he was determined to torture me.
I reached a point of complete and utter loss of brain function, all of my focus was directed at the slide of his hard penis into my slick folds. He may have said something in my ear, but I was beyond the point of being able to understand his words. His pattern changed from shallow, shallow, deep to all deep. He was no longer holding back and he pounded into me with bruising force - that was all I needed. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked my body I may have made noise but I could not be sure.
My first thought when I was able to think was trying to figure out why I had taken this long to jump his bones. At this point my body was so limp that only Phil's strong arms around my waist kept me upright. He turned me around gently and pulled me into his arms, rubbing my back as our heartbeats began to slow to a more normal pace.
We eventually got down to the business of taking a shower. Soon we were wrapped up in towels headed back to bed, he made sure I was completely dry before helping me crawl back in again. "Sleep, Princess. Tomorrow is another day and I will be right here."
I fell asleep tucked into his side. Why would I ever want to leave this place and go back to the real world?
The next time I woke up to the sun shining and the birds chirping; I did not mind, it was a glorious day. I reached over to Phil, but to my disappointment he was not next to me.
"He had better have a good breakfast ready since he was not waiting for me in bed." I headed over to the bathroom and realized I did not have my toothbrush here. So I turned around and went back to my room. It was kind of strange prancing around naked in the house but the only other person here was Phil and at this point he had seen it all.
I quickly brushed my teeth and grabbed some jeans and a T-shirt to wear. I did not bother with a bra, Phil seemed to be a breast guy, so who was I to deny him that.
Luckily for him, Phil had a hot breakfast waiting for me when I located him in the kitchen. "So what do you want to do today Princess?"
The front garden now was cleaned out and the new flowers were planted , from my vantage point I could see that Phil had been busy while I slept and had raked up the debris from the back yard. The few shrubs had been trimmed and the dead branches removed from the solitary tree inside of his fence.
"I don't really care, can we just hang out. Do nothing?" After an entire lifetime of always having something to do it was starting to finally click that there was nothing that needed to be done.
We spent the day upstairs in the sunroom, Phil and I spread out on the same couch our jean clad legs entangled as we read our books. I did not know what Phil was reading since he was using one of the tablets to read his digital book, but from the smile on his face it was amusing. After a semester of college I decided that I needed some light weight reading and found some cheesy little romance novel. The plot was weak to say the least and you pretty much knew what was coming but I was fine with that. One problem, or maybe it was a bonus, was that the sex scenes made me horny which meant that I had no choice but to jump Phil. In case anyone was wondering, the couches in the sun room were an excellent place to have sex, so was the wall inside his greenhouse, as well as the kitchen counter - I really hoped that Phil bleached that spot before he used it to prepare food.
This became our routine for the next week or so, do some laundry, have sex, listen to some music, have sex, vacuum carpets, have sex. It amazed me how many places we managed to do it, but never hanging from the chandelier. On the fourth or fifth day, I kind of lost count, Phil finally convinced me to leave the house and go for a hike with him.
"There is this really pretty lake just a few miles east of here. We can take a picnic lunch." He told me while he packed up his extra large backpack. No matter what had changed over the past few months, one thing remained the same - I was still a wolf that loved food, so when Phil offered up something tasty I followed.
It was a beautiful sunny day, a few clouds were floating across the sky and they would occasionally block out the sun but that did not last more than a few minutes. We did not enjoy the warm rays of the sun for long because soon we were under the thick canopy of the ancient forest, the sounds of human civilization were completely missing on the island. It was a little disconcerting not to hear the sound of a car engine, or music blasting or event an airplane above us; it would take some time to get used to this world. Not that it was completely silent, the sounds of nature were much louder around us, the animals probably did not encounter humans all that often and had not had the opportunity to be afraid.
It took less than an hour of brisk walking to reach our destination, Phil kept up a pace that would have made most humans pant but for the two of us it was fairly comfortable. Now that I compared it to our hikes around the Reservation I realized that my suspicions should have been aroused by the fact that Phil never seemed to get out of breath. It was easy to notice these differences in hindsight but back then I had been a little too occupied with my own problems. We did not follow a distinct trail, instead we weaved through the forest occasionally crossing a stream or a small deer trail.
A wider path appeared at one point and we started to follow its meandering route around the trunks of some of the more massive trees. When I questioned him Phil explained that these were centuries old oak trees, they along with the pine trees dominated the forest. The path was so wide that it made it possible for us to walk side by side, I grabbed Phil's hand as the trees began to thin out.
A hundred or more yards and we reached a clearing, in front of us was a small almost circular lake. The far end was surrounded by the ever present trees but on the side we entered there was a breathtaking meadow. We did not waste much time setting up a blanket and whipping out with the food.
"This is absolutely beautiful." I said breathing in the scents around me. In the past week the crocuses had been replaced by a few daffodils. Their yellow heads bobbed in the light breeze, I could hear the bees buzzing as they made their rounds. Underneath us the springy moss made an excellent mattress as we sat down with our meal.
"The frogs are really singing this afternoon," I may not have been able to see them but their little croaks were loud and clear coming from the thick cluster of cattails on the other side of the lake.
"They are hoping to get some." Phil told me wagging his eyebrows up and down.
"You are such a pig." I told him looking away with a smile. There was really no need to encourage him, this man's sex drive rivaled my own - and I was a sex deprived teenager with the stamina of a wolf.
"Hello, I am male. Hence I am a pig." He lay down next to me and put his hands behind his head as he stared up at the sky.
Following his example I too looked at the clouds passing by, we started talking about various topics, we had covered a great deal of ground in the past couple of days but it felt like the more I learned about Phil the more I realized how little I knew about him. The major stuff had not changed as I got to know him: he valued family and knowledge, he also liked good food.
Phil finally confessed how he felt when he found me dead in the cabin. "It was the most scared I have ever been in my entire life. And that is saying a lot considering how long I have been alive."
"What is that like? Being that old?" Changing the subject was necessary, I did not like the agony in his voice.
He paused for a moment and seemed to take a deep breath, before blowing it out slowly. I noticed he had done this before, it was a way for him to help control his emotions. "Like most lives, usually really boring with the occasional punctuation of excitement."
"So are you bored now?" I was slightly offended, I thought we had been having a lot of fun together.
"No this is awesome, it is nice to show you my world. I am seeing it again for the first time." The only warning I got was a small smile before he reached over and pulled me on top of him. "This is a lot of fun." He told me punctuating each word with a kiss on my nose, eyes and finally my lips. One of his hands was moving up my back slowly pulling my T-shirt up and over my head.
I quickly looked around. "What happens if someone sees us?"
"Like you told me your first day here: they had better bring popcorn, because they are getting a show." His dimples were out in full force and I could not resist, laughing softly I settled myself more comfortably across his body.
Phil pretended to look hurt, even jutted out his lower lip in a fairly decent interpretation of a pout. "You certainly know how to hurt a man's ego, here I am trying to make my moves and all you can do is laugh at me."
"Sorry," I mumbled but I could not keep the smile off my face. So instead I hid in the crook of his neck and kissed my way up to his chin.
I used my earlier knowledge to my advantage, and quickly ran my fingers up his sides underneath his shirt. It was fun watching him squirm before he managed to flip me over and grab both my arms to pull them above my head. I was strong enough that could have pulled out of his hold if I wanted to but my curiosity got the better of me as I wondered what he was doing.
"Hmmm that was not very nice, what am I going to do with you?" The look in his eye pretty much told me what was going to happen. He slowly started to kiss me starting with my very sensitive ears.
The only time he got into trouble was when he tried taking my shirt off while still holding my hands captive above my head. "You can let go of my hands." I suggested in as innocent voice as I could muster, I even batted my eyelashes at him.
He looked down considering for a moment, then suddenly he grabbed one piece of my shirt with his teeth and used his other hand to rip it. "Much better."
"Hey some of us want to wear our clothes again. You don't need to go all caveman on me." Not that I did not enjoy it just a smidgeon, but this sort of behavior should not be encouraged.
"I can fix it, after." The last word was kind of garbled because he had sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. He really was a breast man, not that I was complaining. I soon forgot my complaint about him ripping my shirt. That afternoon we expanded our sexual escapades to the great outdoors. I learned the hard way that having sex against a tree was not the best plan, it was a good thing that I healed fast because bark rubbing against your back was not pleasant. Phil had warned me but I was determined to play, obviously I had gotten over my fear of being seen.
The next several weeks were spent traipsing through the woods, it finally completely sunk in that I did not have anything that had to be done. We would start each day with no concrete plans and as the day went along we decided if we wanted to stay close to the house or head out into the ancient forest. Phil offered to take me to meet other members of the family that were also staying on the island but I was feeling a little anti-social and did not want to deal other people. One afternoon a few weeks later I was trying something extremely dangerous.
Phil had gone to his study to catch up on some paper work and I had snuck downstairs to try to surprise him with dinner. It was kind of rude of me to expect him to constantly do the cooking. I was going to try my hand at making a lasagna, and if that failed there was always my back up plan: peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
I was peeking in the oven to check to see if my cheese was bubbling and brown when I heard Phil coming down the stairs. "You will never guess what I did." I told him with a laugh, I was completely impressed with myself. I quickly grabbed the oven mitts to pull out the pan with the delicious smelling food, if this stuff tasted half as good as it smelled I would be in heaven.
Phil was silent behind me for too long and I finally looked up to see why he was not saying anything, his face was absolutely serious. "What is wrong?" Immediately I thought of my family. Oh my god had something happened to Seth. Here I was having funky bunny sex while he got hurt.
"No, no there is nothing wrong, I just have to leave for a week or so." He did not give any other explanation.
"When and where are you going?" I was getting worried, he was not talking to me which was never a good sign. We had gone back to the pulling teeth to get any information out of him, I though that we were past all this evasiveness.
"I have to leave the island very soon, and if you want to talk to me you will have to walk with me. I am headed up to the main house and if you want an explanation it will have to be there." Phil did not waste much time, and sat down next to the door to pull on his boots.
I knew the general location of the main house, I had been there a few times and I suddenly wondered what was so important that would require his presence in that large house. I was not going to be left out of the loop so I too put on my boots.
"We are taking the tunnels", he told me leading us down to the basement of his house. I did not really care for using the tunnels to travel around. They tended to be damp, and made me feel extremely claustrophobic, but since they went straight through the hills they were much faster than going over. Phil did not waste much time talking instead he jogged through the passageways.
Soon the tunnels expanded into a larger room. Phil did not go up the stairs as I expected, instead he went straight through to another room. I watched as he put his hand on the keypad to gain entry. The large silver door slid open, leading the way to a huge room.
The place was long and narrow with floor to ceiling shelves lining both sides of the room, there was another door on the other side, it was closed so I could not see what was past it. The shelves were stacked with very similar looking metal chests, there were a few dull metal tables but no chairs scattered in middle of the room. Other than that the place was completely bare. The color of the metallic walls matched the grey of the concrete below our feet, there was not even a hint of color in the room.
"What is this place?" I asked Phil in a hushed voice, my question echoed eerily through the room. The industrial feel of the room did not help alleviate any of my fears, in fact it added to them.
"This is the armory." He told me while searching through the boxes. He must have found what he was looking for because he grabbed one of them off the shelf and pulled it down. Based on the sound it made when it hit the floor the box was filled with something heavy. Phil dragged the box and lifted it onto one of the tables before he moved back to the shelves to continue his search, the table looked sturdy enough but it still creaked a little when he placed the heavy box on top.
"Armory, so that would be like body armor?" Where was he going that he needed body armor?
"Yes, I was called by one of the family members, they located a problem spot and need some extra help. Phila and I will head out in less than an hour. You will stay here..." He told me as he pulled a second box off the shelf and dragged that to another table. This box he opened so that I could see what was inside. It looked almost like dull pots, but I quickly realized they were the wrong shape.
He started to strip down, but I was too afraid to appreciate the show, that stuff looked serious. Over the past month Phil had really opened up to me and answered any question I asked, for him to clam up all of a sudden frightened me. I almost did not recognize this man, he did not look anything like the man I had tackled this morning after he pranced around me wearing only a towel.
"This does not look like you are going to go have tea or something." My voice shook a little bit.
"That is because there is an infestation we have to clear out." Phila told me walking up behind me, she opened the other metal box that Phil had placed on the table and started taking her clothes off as well.
"How do you clear out an infestation? And what exactly is being infested." My fear escalated? Why was I being kept ignorant, what was it that Phil did not want me to know?
"Humans are being infested. The way to clear it out is to find them, cut off their heads, and burn the bodies." It was not Phila or Phil who answered my question, but a new voice behind me. I had never seen this person before, he was tall and broad with dark brown eyes and short black hair.
"Leah, this is Uncle Mickey." Phil told me quietly, as he continued to change.
"How do you do young lady?" He ask as he too reached for a box, I knew what was coming so I turned away as he started to pull off his clothes. It gave me a good view of Phila's naked ass but it was something that I had become familiar with since she did not always wear clothes around the house in Seattle.
"I think you made her nervous." Said another voice, this time a woman. "You must be Leah, I am Kim." I turned around to find a hispanic looking woman with dark eyes and dark brown hair. She was not quiet as tall as I was and much more slender.
"So you are going to fight something and kill it?" I was getting nervous, what if Phil got hurt, what if he got killed?
"Leah, we do this all the time, it is part of our job. All those centuries we spend on the island, this is one of the things we train for." He came over to me and gave me a hug, he was wearing something that looked almost like a padded shirt and matching dull grey pants. "Everything will be fine, if you don't want to wait at the house alone you can go see my mother, I think she is still on the island."
"Just how long will you be gone?" How long would I have to sit here alone, worrying.
"It is hard to tell but it should not take over a week." He told me as he went back to his box. I watched as they slowly put on their armor, dull grey metal looking pieces that they assembled on their bodies. He put his helmet on last, had I not known for sure the man I loved was in there somewhere I would have been scared out of my mind. He looked like he meant business, especially with that gun and sword strapped onto his back.
"Why the sword if you have the gun?" I asked him.
"Sometimes we have to do close range combat and it makes it easier to have the sword." All of a sudden I got a flashback to the first time Phil had taken me to the cabin, I remembered him showing me the swords hanging in the cabin. At the time I thought they were just decoration, reminders of a past time. Only now did I realize what they truly were - weapons that were still used to take lives.
We were joined by two more members of the family, and I finally made the connection. These were partners, Kim and Mickey; and the two new ones Pasha and Mac.
I recognized Pasha as the girl who had introduced herself as Melissa that day on the field when we had first met the guardians. Malcolm I mistook for Angus, but he was quick to tell me they were from a set of identical triplets. Pasha was completely different from the woman she had played on the field, now she was confident and quick in her movements - the clumsy girl was gone, Pasha should really consider a career in acting. Right now she was giving orders in an authoritative voice, telling everyone what they were facing and what order they would clean out the place. The foreign terms she was using made it impossible for me to follow along with her instructions.
"Bossy little thing is she not?" Malcolm smiled at me before he too put on his helmet. It was so disconcerting, he even had the same smile as Angus.
"Stop talking Mac, we have to go." Pasha said slamming her box closed before moving it back to the shelf.
They left me there, with Phil giving me instructions to call his mother if I needed anything. I was not stupid, you did not put on that sort of armor and take weapons of that caliber because your opponent was just going to lay down and die... this looked like they were going to war.
I went back to the house, no longer interested in the meal I had made. I dumped it all in the trash before I threw the pan in the sink. I would wash it later. Phil had promised that everything would be fine but I was still afraid for him; I guess this was one of the consequences of loving someone, you started to worry about someone other than yourself.
I knew this time on the island was too good to be true, fate was not going to let me live happily ever after, it was determined to fuck me over. With my luck something would happen to Phil, I felt completely and utterly helpless as I considered what I would do without my bad boy.
Here was the blemish in the perfect life I had been living for the past month. I had woken up every morning thinking this was just a dream, finally reality caught up with me.
I kept telling myself that Phil was very intelligent and very resourceful, he could handle anything. But the picture of Phil lying dead on the ground in a pool of his own blood did not leave me, needless to say I did not sleep well that night.
A/N: Um well see what happened was... all right so I have no excuses, I should have had this done a while back. Well this was pretty much of a fluff chapter, next one will be fun. Tamora, Phil's mom, will make an appearance. Thank you everyone for your reviews, you seemed very excited over the lemons.
Twilighter: Yes lemons are always good, glad you liked it. Jailbait is going to be a while, unless of course I get majorly lucky and get a few days off in order to concentrate on his story. Maybe once the kids start school...
Domino88: Sorry that it took so long to update, glad you liked the "action".
Keither Serenity: Yeah Leah is lucky in some aspects but she has had to work for this, glad you liked the lemons.
Ms Anime goddess: Glad the detail level was one you approved of, there are some stories that do give too many lemons, to the point where I actually skip them (I know but it gets boring). Hopefully this fluffy chapter was not one of those. I kind of have been picking on Sam here lately but in my defense this is Leah's version of the story and Phil is willing to defend her even against that little prick.
Fantasy Lover74: Fanning yourself? Don't worry I certainly had a blush writing some of these lemons.
Connect2jtb: I added more details in the lemons, I have been trying to get a little more citrusy hopefully it worked. Glad you liked.
Jaime2772: Fruit salad, yummy, yummy. Now as I tell all the girls you can try your luck with Phil but you will have to go through Leah - and honestly she could easily kick my ass. I will keep an eye out to see if there is good BD fanfic that does not fade to black, though since trying to write lemons I have realized it is not as easy as it sounds.
ABarbieStory: Wow that was some review, I was in public when I was reading it and could not help but laugh...it was not an appropriate place to laugh and I most certainly got funny looks. Just for you I considered writing another G rated intro.