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He stood in the shadow of her doorway, watching the moonlight shimmer thru her hair. She sighed, and pressed her fingers against the coldness of the window. He felt his fists clench as he thought to himself, "Its always him, she always thinks of him....he's not good enough for her...why can't she see that??" As if something secret passed between them, she turned and whispered, "Who's there? Show yourself!" She gathered her robe more tightly around her. Not wishing to frighten her, Herk stepped out of the shadows and into her room. "Oh Herk, its only you" Kallista said, "What are you doing here?" ("Only me??" Herk thought...."only me?" Disappointment quickly flickered across his face.) "I saw your light was still on....I wanted to make sure you were okay...you're not sick are you?" The words just seemed to tumble out of his mouth. "Oh...no...I'm alright...just can't sleep I guess....I ... well...I'm okay, really" Kallista quietly replied and turned again to look out of the window. "Are you really"? Herk whispered to himself as he covered the distance between them in one long stride. He placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her body back against his so that she was leaning on him. She resisted at first, then welcomed the warmth and relaxed against him. He rested his head on top of hers, her perfume filling his nostrils, and wrapped his arms around her. "You're cold" he said. "You're shivering" and he held her closer. Kallista turned in his arms and tried to push him away. "I can't Herk." "Why not??" "I can't..." "Because of him??" "I...I..." "It is because of him!" Herk said angerily as he held her at arms length. "Why...where is the infamous Sov tonight?? With Freya?? Danaan??" "I don't know...." Herk gathered her close again, one arm wrapped around her shoulders, the other hand grasping her hands against their chests. He kissed her fingers and said "Look at me....no...really look at me...". Kallista raised her tear filled eyes and looked at him....her heart was thumping in her chest. "You know I would never hurt you, right??" Herk asked. "Kallista...you know that...don't you??" With his hand he gently lifted her chin again so that she was looking at him. She nodded. "Good" was all he replied as he held her close. They stood like that for awhile. Each taking comfort from being held. He finally felt her stir in his arms and turned his head to look at her. She was looking at him, with a mixture of hope and fear in her eyes. He bent to kiss her and she nipped at him. "No!!" he cried as he first pushed her away, then drew her near again. Looking at her bewildered face, he explained "love should be gentle...warm...loving...it doesn't have to be hurtful...or fast...or furious...come here...see"...and he trailed little butterfly kisses along her temple, down her cheek to the nape of her neck. She grasped the leather straps of his pants and yanked, only to have his hand stop her again. "Kallista....Kal.....he whispered....slow down....enjoy....savor it...we have all night. He caressed the small of her back, then his hands drew lazy circles on her sides and stomach, all the while kissing her...gently at first...then tasting her with his tongue. She was breathless standing there and wanted out of the confines of her robe, but he pulled the belt tighter. She drew her fingernails across his chest trying to draw blood (that always worked with the Sov she thought) but Herk grabbed her hands again and gently rubbed them across his chest. "Ummm, this *IS* nice" she thought as her fingers played thru his chest hairs, their hips grinding closer and closer. Herk placed his hands on either side of her face, and kissed her with his eyes wide open. She didn't dare close her eyes....she''d never seen him soooo close before. Their eyes still locked together, he slowly slid his hand down her neck, under her robe to her bare shoulders. Seeing the anticipation in her eyes, he slowly undid her robe and it dropped from her body into a silk puddle on the floor. She stood still...nearly not breathing as he took a small step backwards, his eyes absorbing every inch of her body. "Oh Kallista....you are so beautiful." Her hair cascaded down in dark curls, and he tenderly brushed some back so he could kiss her breasts. Her hands fumbled with the leather straps of his pants, and this time he stood patiently while she untied them. They stood naked, in the moonlight, facing each other. She took in his whole body in one glance, then went back and looked some more. She had never felt like this before...well, maybe once...her very first time she experienced the same feelings...panic...eagerness....love...lust. Her knees were shaking and her throat was dry. He took a step toward her and lifted her in his arms. She thought briefly, "oh..he is like the Sov..gonna throw me on the bed now..." but her thoughts were stopped as Herk so very tenderly carried her over to the bed, and laid her down as he would a great treasure. He stood, and stared, speechless at the emotions he was feeling, and she blushed and tried to pull the cover over her. In a flash, he was by her side, tucking her in, asking her if she was cold, climbing in beside her, placing her cold feet near the warmth of his thighs. He kissed her, her lips, her face, her throat. He traced his tongue over her breasts and rained kisses down her stomach. His hands were never still, traveling here and there, all over her body til her head spun. And his lips and tongue...worked miracles on her body and soul. "He really is a god" she thought as he took her again and again to new heights. There was a part of her that wanted to climb on top of him and straddle him and make him beg for her, but it seemed that everytime that feeling surfaced, Herk managed to kiss it away. And then he was making love to her, filling her, and she was lost in ecstasy. It was all she could do to hold onto his arms and say his name over and over, louder and louder, until they both reached the ultimate release, and they shuddered in each other's arms, then collapsed, still joined. **** Morning light streamed thru the window, and Kallista could hear birds singing outside. Her body flushed when it remembered last night and she glanced at the empty pillow beside her. Was it a dream, she wondered....was it real??? Then smiling to herself, she rolled over and fell back to sleep, dreaming of what SHE would teach Herk the next time he showed up. ********
:) Freya