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The Story of Braith	By : CinnabarCrow Category: +M through R > Pillars of Eternity Views: 2001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“So let me get this straight.” Edér repeated. “You were gonna be Queen but instead you skipped town, joined a caravan, got attacked, survived a bîaŵac, and now you’re a Watcher? And you’re a cipher on top of that?”
Braith nodded matter-of-factly.
“Well, can’t say I’m envious but I guess we’ve all got our burdens to bear. You start feeling funny again, you let me know. You don’t look like you weigh more than a sack of potatoes. It’d be no trouble to carry you.”
“Thank you but I’m quite alright. No need to trouble yourself.” Braith reassured him. She hated it when people worried about her. They had plenty of their own problems without her contributing. Braith cast her gaze to Aloth. He had been silent for most of their journey since leaving Gilded Vale. There was a certain tenseness about him. Braith let her mind sink deeper into his soul. She normally felt it wrong to intentionally invade a person’s soul but Aloth’s recent silence had her concerned. Was something troubling him?
Braith pushed deeper into his soul. He was guarded, very guarded. Also…deeply lonely, as though a rift separated him from other kith. Fear and anxiety…lonliness. Braith found herself feeling overwhelmed and withdrew from his soul. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Aloth again. He didn’t seem to notice her gaze. Compassion overwhelmed Braith. Loneliness was all too common in the souls of men and women. Making connections, finding intimacy was so essential for their well-being yet so many struggled. Braith had done what she could for her fellow caravan travellers. However, Aloth’s loneliness was so much deeper, so much more painful than anything she had encountered before. If only she could heal him, take the pain into herself as she had done for others.
A loud rumble jolted Braith from her thoughts.
“Well, guess that means I’m hungry.” Edér sat down on a tree stump and wiped the sweat from his brow. “I don’t suppose either you know how to use a bow?” He looked at Aloth and Braith.
“I’m afraid not.” Braith replied.
Aloth merely frowned and shrugged.
Edér chuckled. “Well, guess I’m getting dinner then. Ready the camp for me while I’m gone?”
“Certainly.” Braith began rummaging through her knapsack.
Edér headed off through the trees with a bow and quiver full of arrows. Aloth silently began collecting kindling for a fire. Suddenly Braith approached him.
“Aloth, I know I said I made a practice of not invading people’s thoughts. But I couldn’t help it. You’ve been silent and tense since we left Gilded Vale…I was worried about you so I took a look. Her eyes welled up with tears and she tentatively placed a hand on his shoulder. She felt the muscles of his shoulder tense at her touch, though he did not pull away. Yet something in his soul did react to her touch. Braith felt an intense yearning. A desire. For her? Her touch? Carefully she slid her hand down his arm. Aloth blinked and a faint gasp escaped his lips.
Do you like this? She spoke to him directly in his mind.
Yes. He let out a breath and his body relaxed a little. He collected himself. You can speak to me like this?
Yes.
But if you can read my thoughts then you must know…Images of her naked unconscious body flashed in his mind.
Is that what you want? Braith moved closer.
…It is. Aloth swallowed a lump in his throat at the admission. I mean, not unconscious. But yes, I can’t stop thinking about how much I want you.
“Is that alright?” he said aloud as he turned to her, a look of apprehension on his face.
And then her lips were on his cheek, kissing. Tenderly at first and then more forcefully. A low moan escaped his lips as he closed his eyes in pleasure. Deft fingers made short work of the fastenings on his light armor. Soon her body was pressed against his naked chest. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he felt her firm breasts pressing against him through her thin robe. He moved to caress her firm mounds but just then she pushed away, straddling him with her legs she pulled the robe off over her head. She was naked save for the bandages wrapping around her. Erect nipples showed under the strips around her breasts. Seeing him watching her, Braith moved her hands slowly over the contours of her body, forcing his mind to feel as though her hands were his own.
Aloth groaned with tortured desire. He thought to sit up and pull her against him but incidentally found that his limbs would not respond. But his cock did respond, throbbing desperately as she ground her wet lips against him yet refused to removed his trousers.
He was powerless and she knew it. She was on his body, in his limbs, in his head, making him ache for her. And she knew that he was loving every tortured minute of it. Her fingers slid down her stomach, to the soft lips between her legs. Aloth’s head was filled with visions of licking those lips, stroking them with his tongue until they swelled and parted to allow him entry. Slowly running his tongue up the length of the pink clit within. Finally slipping his tongue into the folds of her tight, wet depth.
The vision ended when Aloth saw that Braith was running her hands along the buckle of his belt. Fighting to clear his head enough to speak he managed to utter. “You…better take that off. Now.” He had tried to sound firm but his voice came out raspy and pleading.
Perhaps deciding that he had enough, Braith unbuckled his belt and yanked his pants off—almost violently. In mere moments he was completely naked, with Braith straddling him, her wet lips mere inches from his throbbing cock. He drew a sharp breath, anticipating her next move. Of course there was no contest. She could read his thoughts and subvert any expectations he might have. He found himself loving the sense of powerlessness he felt with her above him. Powerless and yet in an odd way safe and secure as he never felt before.
A shudder of pleasure ran through his body as Braith pressed her mouth against the exposed head of his hard cock. The tip of her tongue teased his ridges and folds. Her hands stroking his testicles. Aloth groaned in ecstasy as she swallowed him whole, her tongue lapping at his most sensitive areas. Just when he was approaching the precipice she released him. Aloth glanced up to meet her gaze, Braith gave a knowing smile and wiped a trickle of precum from the corner of her mouth.
Then in one fluid motion she impaled herself on his cock, forcing it deep within her. Using her toned thighs she threw herself against him time and time again. Aloth wanted nothing more than to thrust underneath her but his body and soul were in her hands. In her cunt. Sweat poured down her chest as she pounded against him. Aloth felt his head clouding, his ability to form coherent thoughts was quickly fading. The loss of control was frightening, exhilarating, and soothing at the same time. He made eye contact with Braith one last time, watched her hands, his hands slid over and under her firm breasts. And then finally surrendered to her will.
He was floating in darkness. At peace. Calm. Content. Without thought or emotion.
And then Aloth opened his eyes. Braith was still straddling him, looking down at him tenderly. Instinctively he moved to embrace her and found that this time his body responded. Wrapping her tightly in his arms he buried his face into her hair. Braith slid her arms around him in response. Suddenly, without warning he found himself crying as he had not cried since childhood, his tears soaking into her hair. Braith did not seem alarmed and held him all the tighter.
“Weel, guess Ah was wrang. guid fur ye.”
Braith gave a start.
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