Lies,Love,Lust And Sword

Lies,Love,Lust and Sword

She stood on a rock, her auburn hair flailing about in the ocean wind, those soft lips lifting up in a triumphant smirk. The tip of her sword preesed against the man's throat standing on the ground below her.

They had been playing a game of secrets. Hiding their ruthless nature, desperately hoping their masks would make the other person love them. Fate was cruel,wasn't it? She internally chuckled remembering how neither of them had recognised the obvious truth, too caught up in their own lies.

A shudder went through him. He had his eyes downcast. Thinking?regretting?or had he accepted his fate?. She didnt know.

She could still see his arched lips. The lips that had had her chasing her highs with just groaned out words, lips that had had her heart melting with their whispered promises, the same lips that had kissed her with all the devotion in the world. He had always been sweet to her both in words and actions. And suddenly she realised how foolish she had been. Everything she had chose to ignore. She used to sense that he was restrained when being with her:in the ways he glided his fingers over her skin and how he always behaved as though she was fragile. Now she saw that his softness was just a cover for his ruthless self. For the first time she saw him for the trained assassin he was and all that those pretty lips could do was spin lies.

But now was not the time for reminiscence. She would do that later after she had washed of his blood in the oceans.

She pressed her sword at his throat, a bit harder and watched mesmerized the blood trickle down his throat. She lifted his chin up wanting to see the life drain from his eyes.

His adams apple bobbed once, twice, and then he lifted his eyes to hers. She wasn't ready for what she saw in them. It wasn't resignation or aggression.

Yes there was a tinge of fear maybe even trust(about what she didn't know) but his eyes,they were filled with lust. Caught off gaurd, she had to tighten her hold on her sword.

She knew she was going to kill him, had to kill him but why shouldn't she indulge him, herself for the last time. Just for a moment.

She dragged the sharp tip down his neck and lower still. She cut through the shirt reaching his pants and again retraced her path. She glided over the defined muscles, his shoulders and then back again to his abs. She could see the bruises already forming marking where she had been. She flatened her sword again his pebbled nipples,the metal cold against his hot skin. A shudder went through him. She was about to smile in victory. That one moment of gloating cost her.

In a lightning fast move he caught her hands and she realized the mistake she had made. She had let herself get played,again. She knew he was going to kill her, after all, he had been paid to kill her.

He pulled her down to him. Hands still holding hers over her sword. Even though she hadn't completely lost the sword, she knew she couldn't over power him. She only held on to the hilt, futilely, her knuckles turning white. She knew her death was going to be a painful one because she had bruised him now. She wouldn't look at him, wouldn't give him that satisfaction.

He shocked her again. He took her fingers of the sword and lifted them to his lips; left feather light kisses on each one. Sucked them into his warm mouth and lapped at them like he would her pussy.

She was starting to get turned on. But confusion clouded her mind. She didn't understand what was happening. "what are you doing? Are you cozening for one last lay before you kill me?"

Her voice brought him out of his lust induced haze. He seemed appaled by her suggestion. He immediately let his hands off the sword and cupped her face. " I'm sorry I ever deceived you. I never thought i would grow to care about someone ".....he let out a resigned sigh and continued..... " at first I was only fascinated by you, but then along the way I feel in love with you and now I can't imagine a life without you"

She started laughing at his absurd proclamation of love," you have to come up with a better plan to decieve me again. Those three little words aren't enough" she said.

He seemed hurt but as though he understood, " Mara I didn't know you were the Amara of Asclepius that I was paid to kill, everything we had was true! The only thing I hid was that I was a warrior. Mara I didn't, couldn't ever hurt you." He lifted the hand that held her sword to his chest above his heart and held it there.

"Mara, I love you with all my heart and I realized this only when you had the sword at my neck. I realized I would rather die than lie without you. "He said his hands holding hers, the sword pressed to his chest.

She was shocked to say the least. Her heart was beating against in her chest. He had confessed his love with a sword aimed at his heart. She somehow knew he was being earnest. She knew he wouldn't kill her, the sword at his chest now was proof enough. But she had more pressing doubts.

But should she take him back? Was he actually in love with her? Would they even be compatible? He killed for a living, she studied and healed. At the same time his confession rang in her head loud, clear, repeatedly. And then it stuck her. She didnt care either. She would rather take a chance with him and face any thing rather than be without him.

She threw her sword to the ground and lept on him, kissing his lips with soo much passion he stumbled back a few steps before pulling her closer. Their hands moved with a frenzy, feeling the other confirming that the other person was actually here. They broke away when he groaned as her hands brushed over one of the bruises she had made.

She sent a sheapish smile ,and said"I'm so sorry about that, I dont know what came over me".

She traced her tongue over the shell of his ear and whispered, " I promise I'll make it up to you"

Goasting her hands over the bruise she made just above his pants she added in a teasing tone , " but from your reactions one might say you actually enjoyed it"

He pulled her even more closer so that their bodies were molded and practically purred, "you have no idea how much".

But before they could lose themselves in the other's body, he pulled away and aterted dragging her away saying," this place is far too open and I have far too many things i wanna do to you".

She laughed ang said,"whats the hurry we have the rest of our life to ourselves"

With his eyes filled with love and the biggest smile she had seen on him he promised"the rest of our live together".

They left the beach hand in hand.

He knew that they he would make sure they had the rest the rest of their lives to love each other. He wasn't the best assassin in the realms for nothing.

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Inspiration:

tom, your handsome is showing

Fic tag: slow burn

Me, cracking my knuckles: not if you read it fast enough

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Chapter-4

Do you want my life in return?“ the witch asked, she atleast had to know what was going to happen to her.

Nature only let out chuckle, ” Dont be absurd darling, where would the fun be in that? “

” But you gave life, i thought you would want one in return"… Asked the witch,confused. She didn’t think she had anything else that Nature didn’t already have.

Nature just laughed amused, “No, I’m sure i dont want your life. Now first tell me your name, afterall we are going to be meeting a lot more”

“Celestia”, the witch replied. She honestly didn’t know what was happening anymore.

The witch took a few more steps forward, “Hmm…. Celestia” Nature tested her name on her tongue, “beautiful like the stars”.

She bent down at the witch’s neck and took in a deep breath, “ you smell as heavenly as you taste.” she breathed into Celestia’s ear.

She let a lone finger trace the witch’s face, those perfectly arched brows, the green eyes which couldn’t hide anything now filled with confusion and arousal . Then she rubbed the pad of her thumb across those luscious rose coloured lips, which opened involuntaryly, trying to breathe in air. Along her neck, her pulse beating hard, as though reminding Nature of how good the blood within it tastes. She let herself feel it against her fingers for a few moments, moving further down…..

And suddenly the witch was broken from her daze and moved a few steps back shocked. More with the fact that she had enjoyed it than that it had happened. Her cheeks filled with crimson. She looked up at Naturenot knowing what was happening.

Nature only brought her fingers to trace her warm, blushing cheeks. Nature didn’t know which was redder her fiery hair or crimson cheeks. She ran her other hand through the witch’s hair, purring at its softness.

The witch had closed her eyes. Nature brought her face closer to the witch’s mouth,so that their lips brushed with each word, “Celestia… My darling, open your eyes.”

Celestia was surrounded by Nature. The magical being was crowding her senses. She could only hear her strong yet calm, powerful yet soothing voice; could only see her silver coloured eyes, beautiful and mesmerising like the moon; and her hair like a shadows of darkness,endless like her magic; could feel only her warmth surrounding her, her fingers sending sparks down her body, her feather touches only making her feel warm all over.

Nature smelt like stormy rain and peaceful meadows; she couldn’t quite point out which one. Her lips brushed against Nature’s with her every uneven breath.

“Do you want this?” Nature asked, she could barely wait, “ do you want me to kiss you? ”

The witch wasn’t listening. She was mesmerized by the way Nature’s lips moved, like the waves in a ocean, powerful, chaotic,beautiful.

When Nature didnt get an answer she pulled away from the witch,going to the crook of her neck. She left a languid open mouthed kiss there. Tasting her, teasing her. Tilting her head up, she licked the shell of the witch’s ear, biting softly. The witch let out a low moan.

Nature called back the witch form the pleasurable hazy state she had put in, “Celestia ”,she whispered in her ear. Looking into her eyes, asked again, “do you want this? ”

The witch didn’t know. She had never done this before.She wanted Nature. She also knew this was dangerous,that Nature was dangerous. But she was asking her for permission. It had to count for something right. But her mind reminded her how Nature still had the witch at lease,so would Nature really care for concent if she said no. But did she really want to say no….

“I don’t know”, the witch whispered, beacause she honestly didn’t.

Nature let out a sigh as though she was disappointed. But in a minute it changed to excitement, “So it isn’t a definite no.. Well.. Well… Seems like i have to work to get my prize”. “ I’ve always loved a good chase”, Nature raved.

The witch didn’t know what she had got herself into. She didn’t know if she should be relieved that Nature wasn’t forcing her or afraid that Nature was interested in her. For now she decided she needed to know only one thing, “ if you don’t want my life, what do you want? ”.

“So you are not only beautiful but also smart!”,“My dear Celestia, what i want from you is simply a free pass to come and go to wherever you stay as I please.”

The witch was bewildered, seriously that can’t be it. Nature should be tricking her, fooling her,“ you want only that? To be allowed to enter the cottage as you please? ”

“ To be allowed to enter any place you live as i please”, Nature corrected. “So do we have an agreement? ”, Nature persisted.

Celestia didn’t know if there was a loop hole somewere here but she was sure she wouldn’t be able to find it anyways. This was either way better than dying. And to be honest living alone all the time was boring, not that she thought Nature would be around always. …but she wouldn’t mind some company. So she accepted Nature’s proposition with the feeling of what she hoped was anxiousness and not excitement,said, “deal, you can come and go wherever i live as you please”. “ but i still don’t understand why you want this.”

Now Nature was just smiling and laughing as though she had accomplished something great, “Darling that free entry pass was just the beginning.”…. “The ultimate goal is to capture your heart and own you in bed”.

“ So be ready tomorrow at sunset.”

“You are going to be dined by divinity herself” Nature proclaimed, delighted with herself. She came forward and left a lingering kiss on Celestia’s cheek and disappeared in a whirl of magic.

The witch had practically been ordered to a date. Not even given specific idea about where they might be going. Just given an approximate time. She should be annoyed, furious really. But she couldn’t wipe the smile off her face.

She was relived that she hadn’t been killed, happy that she could save the animal, somewhat proud that Nature herself wanted her, a witch, and however much she tried to deny it, she was excited for her date tomorrow.

She smiled at the dragon which was slowly opening it’s eyes. It was so small ,she knew it couldn’t really hurt her. When she went to caress the tiny animal, it tried to fly to her,and when it failed simply climbed along her hands and laid on her shoulders leaving a contended sigh when she petted its back and neck. She went to her bed with the dragon curled between her breasts.

Somehow she felt that today was the start of something good. The curled baby dragon and her excited hearts were proof of a new happy beginning.