It Started With a Kiss
There were rules for these things. You never went against the rules. No exceptions. The moment they broke the rules was the moment things would unravel. The moment they broke the rules was the moment they began down a path they had to finish.
Chapter 6: Let Me See You
The night skies of the forest were something to enjoy. Every star visible to the naked eye. It was majestic almost but a pair that walked through it had no interest in the view. The walk between them was a quiet one. Rikku, too entwined in her thoughts, paid no attention to the outside world. Nor to Gippal, who watched her mindfully. He waited a good time period to speak on where they were headed.
" The opening just beyond leads to the Guado lands… " He says carefully. Waiting for her attention to come back. He knew when it did. " I know that the Guado aren't too fond of your people. It would do us wise to keep a low head as to not draw attention. You would be in no danger were a sword raised to you but I think it wise to shed as least blood as possible."
That reminded her of the inn.
"What happened at the inn?" She asked him, the opening nearing them. "With all those men?"
He looked ahead. "I killed them."
He was blunt about it. She was unmoved by it strangely. This world outside her kingdom was new…. Was uncaring of virgin princesses and their naïve minds. They broke from the woods. The view that met them was gorgeous yet strange. Whimsical building lay throughout the land. Colorful ones with off patterns. And a strange sense of gyspy-like music filled the atmosphere. This place she had never been to but heard of often from her father. The Guadosalem. This is the capital of their land. Where there lords and ladies reside.
"No doubt, a beautiful place." Gippal agrees.
"I desire a bath." Rikku says suddenly. Not stating why but he knew before she even did.
"As you desire, My Lady." He bows humbly and then leads her into the city.
They come upon a quaint inn. Far different from the one she saw in the forest. It was silent. Peaceful. Nothing to draw attention with in here. Gippal spoke to the Guado keeper in their language fluently. It threw the man off. But he kindly handed Gippal a key. Gippal doesn't look to the man but instead steps aside for Rikku to lead down the hallway.
They wind up in quite a small room. Common by her standards but it was indeed small. A small bed to one wall. Covered by a colorful embroidered Nettings. A door to the back and a small seating area on the floor with pillow and a view of the hills through a medium bay window. Maybe not so small. But yet again common by her standards. She came in and sighed a relief to be in a civilized place for the first time since her coming out gala. She removed her cloak hood.
"There is a room through that door for you to bathe." Gippal informed her. He obviously had decided it was safe to leave her alone. She nodded and proceeded. Removing her cloak completely and leaving it on the floor by the door.
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It was strange being the in the room alone. No ladies to undress her. She actually was struggling untying her corset. She took in her surroundings as she struggled. The room was different from the outside. A stone floor and golden papered walls encrusted with patterns and jewels. The bath sat in the center of the room but it was a circular pool of sorts. Built into the ground. It was odd but not unbareable.
'Unlike this corset' Rikku thought. 'I don't understand how my ladies do this for me let alone themselves. She would've continued to fuss with it had it not been for a hand coming and undoing the tie. Rikku would've jumped half way out her skin had Gippal not spoken.
"Allow me to assist you, Your Highness."
She did not fuss. Maybe she had no fight left. Maybe she just desired to wash this filth from her as quickly as possible. But his assistance was welcomed. He unfastened it and took it off slowly. Allowing his arms to encircle her for just a moment. Rikku felt that tingle once more. But it was odd. They were not touching.
He unbuttoned her dress , pausing for one single hint . A sign to stop. She knew what he was asking her. She raised one hand to her shoulder, sliding off one shoulder. She somehow felt his aura even stronger at that one movement.
"Does it pain you?" She asks. "That I stimulate you in such a manner and you get no reprieve?"
He answers honestly. "Yes, My Lady. It does. As a sire, we react to our masters in a way that is…. Indescribable. It comes from the deepest of places. And to hold it back is… taxing but not unbearable."
"So, the thought of caressing virgin skin, isn't a part of your fancy, Gippal?" She slides the other sleep off her shoulder but holds it there.
"You are my fancy, My Lady" He chuckles to himself.
"Do I amuse you?" She questions looking back at him over her shoulder.
"Only in that you have the most peculiar way about yourself." He tells her. And he explains before she has to voice it. "You're so guarded in your ways, a princess and lady to you people, you do as you are told and expected to. Yet, you find the courage to venture beyond your protected castle walls. Into a path of unknowing off of the threat of harm coming to your people. Its admirable… Its you."
Rikku took in his words, suddenly in a more serious tone. She walks toward the tub, her dress falling to the ground as she released it. His eyes upon her. She steps into the empty tub and sits on the edge, her back to him to where he was only teased by her silhouette.
Run the warm water from the spout, she asked him a question.
"So how do they teach you about me?... Or… How do they teach the sires about their masters , I mean. "
"I'm not sure I understand your question, My lady." Gippal tells her.
" You are in tune with my mind , yet you know not of what I ask?" Rikku toys.
Gippal straightens and steps to the challenge.
"They teach us nothing. We teach ourselves."
"You taught yourself about me?" Rikku questions this logic.
"When a sire is… born, we have everything about our masters somewhere with in us. It is only a matter of unlocking it ,per say."
"You're over 100 years old…. I am merely just becoming a woman of 18. How can you possibly unlock knowledge about something that did not exist yet. My heart was not even beating." Rikku slides into the now filled tub and turns off the spout.
"No it was not…. But mine was." Rikku is confused. "You carry… my heart. In your own."
"I carry your heart?" She unconsciously touches her chest right where her heart is. The steady beat pulsing against her hand.
"Yes, My Lady. From the moment your heart took its first beat." Gippal explains. "It was taken from my own body and into yours. Consider it a sire coming of age like your own."
That must have been excruciating to experience is what Rikku immediately thought.
"We are warned about the pain…. Yet when it happens it is… unimaginable. But when it occurs, it is a comforting pain. As you have now come into the world after I had waited for over a century. The pain… was worth it."
Rikku remembered him saying "Being with you is like a wandering man finally finding water in the desert."
"And each day, I drink in happily in your presence."
She grabs the washcloth and soap and lathers, before washing her arms. She had to think about that. He had no heart… Her father would say that a man with no heart is a monster. Not human and not worthy of mercy.
"I am technically not human. I am a being of a different kind."
"So, you have stated. A being that only I can…" Her voice trails off. She is uneasy once more. The flirtatious aura in her fleeting.
Then Gippal suddenly speaks. "I do find it peculiar how you find teasing so invigorating. You were a mischievous child. I know this without having to witness it. You must have been a handful for your parents… even the castle."
She suddenly smiles at a memory. "I was. I once made the palace cook almost quit because I set the chickens free on the eve of a royal banquet. I believe my reason was… that every being deserves a fighting chance."
She chuckles to herself. She was a silly child. Always the mischievous one.
'Even now…' She thought to herself. And suddenly… that mischievous aura was back. But it was mixed with something else. She felt it the night he came in her room. A need… for thought it was magic initially. May still think so. But he said his body was made in tune with her. So maybe this was her body calling for him.
She looked back over her shoulder. She knew he was listening to her thoughts. Waiting oh so obediently. Ready to her will…
She sank into the water. The warm water soothing her body. It soothed but didn't sooth her in a way that sated her.
"Gippal." She says aloud. "Come here to where I can see you."
He obliges without question. His booted footsteps soft on the tile floor. He comes around the tub and stands in front of her view. His hands behind his back in his confident yet disciplined stance.
"Is there something I can do to appease you?" He asks. She momentarily makes eye contact before speaking and staring at her hands under the slightly sudsy water. She didn't know if she could go through with this looking right at him. Not when he spoke like that and looked so willing to jump from Mt. Gagazet for her.
'Then use your mind. No words have to exchange between us aloud. You know this.' Gippal intrudes. He knows she doesn't like him doing that. But she admits… it was an idea she was more comfortable with.
So she went along with it. 'If you say you know what my body wants, why do I have to tell you through any means?'
'To make you more comfortable with what will transpire.'
'And what exactly do you think will transpire?'
'If you were to continue this mischievous behavior? Something that is long overdue in a sire and master relationship.'
She knew this was true. If she played with fire long enough… she was bound to get burned. But the burn would be good… right? She remembered the kiss from the first night. How strong it was… was she ready for that?
'I can be as gentle and as slow as you need me to be.' He promises. And she watches as he slowly begins to undress himself. He disposed of his blouse, revealing an incredibly chiseled upper body. It was like he was made from golden marble. She couldn't understand how he could be this… in physical finesse without a single day of athletics from what she's seen.
She felt her sun kissed skin blush as he began to disrobe his trousers. She turned, her sudden mischief vanishing behind the coy and proper princess she was raised to be. She felt small and aware of how naked she was to him. She curled her legs into her chest. Just as a pair of masculine legs came into the water. She felt her heart beat quicken and a soft song play. It was a melody she had heard before but couldn't pin point where.
She had not time to linger on it.
'Princess…. Allow me to please you. To fill the void in a bond made over a century ago.' Gippal's thoughts reach her just as he comes closer to her face. His lips being so close to hers was a temptation in its own. She wanted to say something. Verbally or even mentally but all she could respond with is a slight move toward him. And he took that as all the acceptance he needed.
When he captured her lips it seemed as if time stood still. She finally pin pointed the song she heard. It was the lullaby he had sang to her that first night… what he had played on the piano the night in the music room. Her hands, although trembling, found his broad shoulders. That familiar tingle from the night she left rose between them. And she felt the glow between them. He adjusted to move closer to her, her legs spreading to accommodate his larger frame.
'Was this… what sex felt like? ' She naively thought. Her heart beat raised in his kiss. Her skin tingled and she felt the urge to touch him everywhere.
He chuckles in her kiss. He was enjoying her inexperience. How she didn't know what to do. She was like a fawn in front of a lion, fumbling for a sign as to what to do as the lion grinned knowing he would soon have his way. A princess who was utterly unprepared. A laughable sight indeed.
'Nothing laughable about it.' He says to her through her mind. His lips began to travel lower. Gracing her breast and causing her to give a subtle gasp at the sensation. 'I am merely enjoying your elegant presence. Eager to please and show you what I was born to do.'
With that, his head submerges below the water. And as his lips touched another her head fell back in ecstasy. She didn't know how long he stayed under water, but she knew that orgasm after orgasm she was losing her ability to think clearly. It was as if time was irrelevant. She bit back a cry out in her umpteenth orgasm, her nails digging into his shoulders, when he finally came back up. He kissed her neck, the glow getting brighter between them.
He held her gaze, she heard the lullaby louder than ever before and it soothed her in some sense. She barely was conscious of anything …. Even the thick member that prodded at her entrance. His hands holding her hips , he pushed into her a bit further, testing her. If it did hurt, with his size and her virgin state, she didn't notice. She was too locked in this gaze he gave her…. A lustful gaze.
It was a glow in his eyes that was growing the more he pumped. Was it mirrored in her?
She could no longer focus or ask any more questions as the glow over took her and she suddenly lost her senses. All of them.
Rikku seemed to be floating. It was odd. A feeling she had never had before. A space void of sound… color , ground or gravity. She could practically glide through the nothingness. Her body as bare as the day she was born. And she could… feel nothing but a sense of joy. It was quiet… it was… perfect.
She just floated for what felt like hours. Just her and this overwhelming since of joy and peace. It was the first time in a long time she felt this. She didn't even feel this when she first kissed Gippal. And she didn't want it to end. She just wanted it all to….
'Stop'
-0-0-0-
With a sudden gasp, Rikku vanishes from the void space and back into a place of color. A lot fo color actually. She doesn't recognize where she is at first. Or the royal purple covers that caressed her body and face. She was utterly dazed. She almost wasn't able to sit up. But she managed and when she did she found herself in the Inn. The room adjacent to the bathroom. And she found herself alone.
She was confused. Wasn't it just a few moments ago that she was letting her mischief win and was in a lover tryst with a being who had been pushing to please her since day one? And she comes to find her innocence taken and the culprit gone. Feeling a sense of upset, she gathers the purple sheet around herself and rises from the bed. The floors rug welcome her bare feet as she unsurely pads over to the bathroom door. Peeking in, she finds no one.
She is almost in panic when the door opens behind her. In her state of undress, she panics and yelps. But it settles soon when Gippal steps into the room. He was fully dressed. She gives a displeased grimace momentarily before composing herself.
"Where were you?" She asks quietly. He pulls a tray of food into the room from the hall way before closing the door.
"To retrieve some nourishment for you, my lady. It has possibly been days since you've had a proper meal. And after…." Gippal trails off letting that pause tell itself. "Your body must be weary."
At the mention of food, her stomach betrays her with a small grumble. She brushes a few loose strands of hair behind her ear.
That was a logical reasoning as to why he wasn't here when they had done… whatever they had done.
She moves to sit on the floor pillows by the table. An unusual seating for her stature but she sat as gracefully as she could. He came over and set out a display of fruits and food. And he set down a jug of fresh water with a glass.
"It is not to your usual standards but it is the best I could scavenge up." He explained. He then took a step back and stood at attention.
She wanted to ask him why he stood like that. So obedient..He stood as if they had not shared a bed just a little while ago. She laughed at herself mentally. She had been so back and forth with her emotions towards him. One minute he was her savior, her escape, and the next she is running from him… and now she is wondering if she was not pleasurable to him in bed. She was so put together before he came… before all this.
'So unaware..' a voice said in her mind.
It wasn't her voice. She looked to Gippal shocked, hoping it was him. The look he returned told her it wasn't. She looked away pained. It didn't work. She gave up her… so that stupid bond could keep him from getting in but it didn't work. Tears threatened her eyes.
"Please, my lady. Calm your tears. I swear to you, I will fix this. I will protect you." He assures her. He was suddenly by her side. He takes her hands and looks her straight in the eye. She felt the sincerity but ….
"I thought that was supposed to fix it. I agreed to it… to… and then I wake and you're not even.." Her voice broke. Was her innocence for nothing? Such a rash decision and she couldn't even recall how it felt. Not the entire way at least. She… lost her first time. To a foolish-
"Twas not foolish. Far from it. Please… don't belittle the experience." He calms her. But she still feels empty. He sighs and looks away for a moment. Deciding?
She has not time to ask as he takes her and stands them both up.
"Would you like…. To experience it fully this time?" The question was open. A question on top of another. Did she really want to know what it was like to sleep with a Sire?
"Did you do that before? Put me in the subconscious place, I mean." She wonders aloud. He nods.
"It was to… help you. Every sire does it, especially the first time together with their master. " He saw the confusion in her face. "The first time is strong. Something that if conscious during would possibly …"
His lingering told her. He was taking a risk in letting her experience it again awake. But it should be alright now that it's not the first time anymore? Right?
…The same night. Not the same time…
That was Gippal's voice.
So there was still a risk… She didn't care though. She wanted it back. She wanted that moment back.
He nods in understanding. And walks her to the bed.
"I must show you something first, as to not alarm you." He informs her. She waits to see what it was, her hands checking to secure the sheet that still clung to her naked form. He takes a step back and in one careful motion, pulls his blouse over his head. What Rikku saw was oddly confusing to her.
She saw the same three scratch marks on his chest, now slightly healing. And she saw a few fresh ones, but what confused her the most was the small hand print-shaped burn mark that was on his chest right at the apex of his heart. It was feminine and…
"Mine?" he nods slowly. "But how?"
"I have no answers for you, My lady." He speaks honestly. "When we were in the moment, I noticed you slipping in the world I put you in. Something had reached you and was making you think such… threatening things and when I tried to pull you out, you lashed out at me. Took a good portion of my strength to restain you. But you managed to do this before I pulled you out. "
Then something hits her.
Before he pulled her out…
"Did you ever…did we …. Finish the consummation?"
"No. Not fully. I mean you had obviously found release several times but i-"
"Then tis not done!" She is suddenly happy "There is still a chance."
"A slight one. But for this being to be able to reach you and control you, tells me that your att your most vulnerab;e when we are intimate."
"When I am in that state that YOU put me in" She corrects him. He nods.
" I don't want to take that chance knowing it could potentially lead to that intruder taking full control. Or you getting hurt during out …. Intimacy."
"T'was not your suggestion that began this?!" She questioned him. He was being hypocritical. She huffed off to the other side of the room. The window looking out into the Guadosalam was no way to take her mind off of the matter but it helped her think.
Why was she fighting with this man… being? He was sworn to her. Sworn to fulfill her wishes. Sworn to do anything she truly desired, in his own words. And she desired answers. And she was going to get those from Zanarkand… but she wouldn't get there safely without the intruder being blocked from her mind. Blocked from distracting her.
Her mind made up, she turned to Gippal. He had moved to the other side of the bed closest to her. Standing at attention.
"Gippal." Was all she said.
"Yes master?" He responded. She sighed beginning to speak but. He knew already. He heard her. And with what she was conveying to him, this is what she truly desired. So with a simply motion of sitting on the bed, he acknowledged and obeyed. "Yes master."
Rikku cautiously waited a moment to see if it was really that easy. He sat on the bed, patiently waiting for her to come to him. To do what she truly desired. Was it that easy?
"Whatever you truly desire, if it is in your best interest, is in my demand." He affirms.
And she stands straight, feeling in power and like a princess for the first time in days. She walks over to him, slowly but in due time. His eyes never leave hers and she feels a heat rise in her. Was that him or her body naturally reacting to this Adonis of a man? Nevertheless, when she reached him, she took advantage of her power. Touching his cheek ever so gently, she bends down and takes his lips. This wasn't a far bend with his height being such more than hers. She was maybe 5 feet and a half. He easily towered over her by about 10 inches to a foot. His strong body was at her will. Maybe that was what turned her on the most.
She felt his hands take hold of her waist, caressing her through the sheet. That she knew he wanted gone. She broke the kiss in need of air, allowing him to trail kisses down her neck. She moved to straddle him, trying to adjust the sheet, but he took hold of her waist sensing what she wanted. He lifted her to straddle him with ease. The erection she felt for only a few moments the first time, was at full attention.
She was realizing that she was overthinking her movements. Telling herself over and over that it was for a cause. She wasn't giving in to having this man as a sex slave. She wouldn't. She couldn't. But she found herself feeling that electricity again. And as they continued they tango, it got stronger.
Rikku actually wasn't able to think straight by the time they had converged to the middle of the bed. Her sheet was long gone and they were groping and caressing each other like star-crossed lovers. She couldn't keep her lips from his and he couldn't keep his hands off her. She was awake. She knew that much. She felt everything he was doing to her. Everything. So she realized when his climax was approaching that something had changed in him.
They had migrated to him on top, pumping into her with a little more speed. She wrapped her legs around his waist and reached for his hands.. Until she realized that he wasn't kissing her anymore. He had moved his head to rest on the pillow right against her cheek. She had originally had her eyes closed in ecstasy but she opened them when she felt his hands leave her and his head lift.
He had braced against the headboard that they had scooted to… or pumped to. His eyes squeezed shut. He was glowing a fiece glow. Something almost blindingly bright and it only got brighter. He was reaching his climax. This was a sire climax. She had too much of electricity surging through her to not arch at his increased pace and her body betrayed her. It began to reach its own peak. She gasped. The ability to breath suddenly evading her but she kept her eyes on him. She couldn't look away. Literally. It was like the light drew her in. It seemed like it drew everything in actually.
Through her moans, she looked around to see the sheets, pillows and .from what she saw, everything but the bed had been lifted at least 3 inches off the ground. She saw the fruit he had brought earlier floating behind him. Was this a Sire's power as well?
"Close…your…" She notice Gippal had begun to talk. It was shaky and not a full sentence. But she heard him.
"Please " He begged. "Don't…"
His normally composed demeanor shook. His light grew brighter. The sheets floated higher. It almost enveloped them into a canyon of purple silk. She saw nothing but him and his struggle to control something deep inside him. What was that turmoil in him… why wouldn't he look at her?
Then she felt it. When whatever it was broke in him. It came as a melody. A very familiar melody. But it got louder and louder as his light got brighter and brighter. Her hand reached up and touched his cheek. She wanted… no needed to see his eyes. What was he hiding?
"Open your eyes…" She moaned. It was hard to keep her eyes open. But she found the will to do it despite her body's ache.
"Please… look away… don't look –"He said through clenched teeth. The melody was at a deafening sound now. The light stinging her eyes. Their release in seconds of reaching. Yet she still whispered four words that she meant from the deepest of her. Four words that was a request, a plea but far from a demand. Four words that.. Showed her something no human had ever seen.
"Let me see you"
The bright light from within him became a violent pulse and released in a swift lightning fast movement from his body as he let out a yell and …
Everything went black.
TBC
So I admit this chapter took longer than I expected. I wanted to give you a long chapter as to advance the story a little more and let you into more of the substance of it. Here's my question to you tho: Do you want to find out more about Sire abilities before of after the climax? I'm gonna allow you to make the choice. Tell me in the reviews along with your thoughts on where this is going and what the last seen had in store for the rest of the story.
XOXO,
Ayata-Ayumi