Chapter#220

Vadya grunted and grinned, his hands clasped loosely on her round shoulder-bones under her soft silk shirt. She looked at him sidelong out of those gorgeous slanted dark blue eyes, through her long lashes. As it had always been, since the first day she appeared before him to give him that lingering look, he felt a warm thrill in his loins.

He stooped to her kiss, sliding the soft heavy silk shirt off her shoulders, running his hands down the back of the firm embroidered bodice to where her weapons still hung in her swordbelt and her buttocks were still buttoned into her finely stitched breeches. "My heart," he whispered, "my Lady."

She lifted her head from his kiss and looked at him from an amused blue eye, one eyebrow raised. He kissed her neck where it became her shoulder. "My love," he said softly. He fingered her sword-belt. She let him unbuckle it and lay it to the side of them, he knelt and she leaned on his shoulders while he pulled her knee high boots off, un-buttoned her breeches and found, with a pleased grunt, a pair of embroidered lacy black knickers to entangle his fingers in.

It made him laugh to see Batren solemnly laying out embroidered and lacy bodices and camisoles and knickers for her but now if she undressed and he found she was wearing underpants it made him feel strange, as if they were man-lovers. He quite liked it but he preferred knickers.

He started to pull her knickers down over her buttocks. Tashka slid down in his arms so she was fronting up to him, her exquisite slanted blue eyes gazing into his round brown eyes. His fingers were still twisted in the light lace of her knickers.

"Kiss me," she said. "Kiss me everywhere." She grinned at him.

He grinned back, giving the knickers a firm pull so they came off her legs.

He put his mouth to the fine brittle bone of her jaw, caressed it with his lips and tongue. While he licked and kissed at her jaw, he unhooked her bodice so that her breasts fell free to his hands. Slowly he pushed her over on the hearth-rug, letting his tongue flick at her ear, caressing her breasts with his big gentle weapons-hardened hands until she was murmuring with pleasure. His left hand went down to knead her buttock (he avoided the big hole in her thigh where that damned arrow struck her), his right hand trailing over her ribcage around her breast. He kissed down her neck, licked her collar-bone, pressed his lips over her left breast.

Tashka felt the delicious sparkles begin jumping in her muscles as his kisses teased at her nipple. She began rolling her head, lying back onto the hearth-rug and grinning with pleasure. It was fun to be submit to him! and just let herself go in Vadya's arms. 'We must do this more often,' she thought.

Vadya was leaning over her, his fingers skated over the lean muscle of her thigh, she forgot to think any more. His kisses were on her ribs, her belly. He was teasing her by kissing her waist as if he would go round to her back instead of down where he knew she would most be wanting him.

"There! Kiss me there!" she moaned. She tried to push his head down, he just seized her hand and licked around his rings on her finger.

"Everywhere," he teased her. "You said everywhere. I have not kissed your feet."

"Forget my feet!"

"Forget your beloved feet?" his firm big hands ran down her thighs and knees and calves and he seized her left foot and knelt up to kiss it in the arch. He kissed the shapely muscle of her calf, licked the delicate skin in the crook of her knee. Tashka grabbed his hand and pulled on it.

He sat up and grinned at her as she pulled on his arm. He saw how tense with longing her face was and could not tease her any more.

He gathered her hips in his arms, gently he parted the curls of her pubic hair and he kissed the shining rose-petal softness of her sex. He flicked a quick look up to her face. She had let her head and shoulders fall back on the hearth-rug, all he could see was the quick panting rise and fall of her small white breasts.

She felt his tongue curl round her clitoris, the great sea of her love rose up in her and began lapping out from his caress. His fingers and tongue were gentle on her delicate sensitive clitoris, on her vulva. The waves of feeling washed up through her muscles. Vadya began sucking her clitoris, she gave a low sigh and fell into orgasm, her body like flowers open to him, she was only just aware of him there, like perhaps flowers are aware of the summer breezes, who can tell.

Vadya kissed her sex as gently as he could and crawled up to look into her face. She stared on him with an expression so soft and warm and beautiful that it made him tremble. He tucked his arms around her, snuggled up to her lean warm body. He was wondering if she might fall asleep now, disappointed at the thought of having to jerk himself off instead of fucking Tashka but it was so exciting to feel her go over under his kiss to her sex that he was not that troubled. There was always the morning to look forward to.

There was a knock on the door and a voice cried: "Thy time for my allegiance!"

They looked at each other with resigned irritation. Tashka pulled a horrible face, writhing her rose-petal mouth about and screwing up her slanted eyes. Vadya took his arms from around her and rolled away from her muscular body with a groan.

She picked up her weapons and buckled the belt around her lean hips, pulled her knickers on, threw her shirt back on and hooked up her bodice as she crossed to the door, pulling the shirt scantily to over her bodice.

"Oh!" said the voice as she opened the door. "My General! Er ... your pardon. Is ... is the Commander there?"