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You Can't Escape Chapter Eighteen By Blackdawn Da'tou woke again, this time feeling better then her first waking so had decided to sit. Doing so she found some muscles were still sore as well as cramped and sleeping still, possibly from her lack of movement over the past few days. They caused her to grunt and groan and wince, but she closed her eyes and focused on her center where she could remain calm and breathed in and out slowly. "Da'tou." Gr'it-in's voice suddenly called out of nowhere that made her jump slightly and snapped her head in the direction she heard his gruff voice originate from. As the warrior he was, he was wearing all his armor and weapons, ready in an instant to jump into battle. "How are you feeling?" Turning from him, she looked to the fire that was still burning hot then to the wounds that riddled her body and scowled at herself, closing her eyes, when Kere entered her mind. "This is too much damn emotion." She said inwardly. "Da'tou?" His voice questionably called this time. Then, she opened her eyes and replied in a snap. "Fine. I'm fine Gr'it-in." After that she laid down in a deep sigh and looked up to the cold blue sky. Whether it was black and speckled with blinking white stars, or blue or gray, it still showed as an endless color of blue over the fact it was cold air, just like she was becoming. Now bent on revenge against her Father, and once killing him she would be shunned by the Tribes and Villages, even Xingasa. She heard movement from her left then was followed by Gr'it-in popping his mask-covered face into her range of view. "Da'dtou-di," he said calmly, "you must put a stop to the emotions that are ruling over your body. It is time for you to become the warrior you are destined for." She puffed, "Just what does that mean? What warrior am I destined to become - In the Xingasa I am suppose to become this mighty warrior who bares the Heart of the True Warrior, with the Kurtishinn line I am suppose to follow in the steps of my Mother." She looked straight at the screens covering his eyes. "But even before the final sign could come forth, I ruined it by making my body impure, with you. And how can I follow in the steps of a Mother whom I barely knew, apart of a society and species I have never heard of until now?" Her fists balled as anger swelled through her and she turned her head once again. "Just leave me be Gr'it-in." She nearly forced from her slowly tightening throat. "Go back from where you came and never look back." It didn't take long before a deep guttural growl bellowed from him. "Just what makes you so special Da'dtou-di?" he retorted, "I never said your Mother was of high ranking amongst the Yautja people. After all, she was just a slave, like all the Kurtishinn Guards, she just held a high rank for her position. And I never forced you into that position Da'dtou-di. You could have ignored my intentions. You can even report my behavior to your council when I return home, with you, and there I will be beheaded." Her anger steadily creeped away at his words when she realized she had hit a nerve, and feeling sorry for saying that she sat up and crawled to him laying her torso on his chest where she first caressed her hand on his stomach then both hands across his mask shortly before removing it. Once off she leaned forward until her tusks could touch his then softly ran her top tusks down his big fleshy mandibles. His reaction was instant. Eyes closed and purring, he quickly began removing his armor while removing Da'tou's clothes and within minutes they both were stark naked. Once they were off Gr'it-in wrapped his arms around her small waist holding her close to his warm body then laid down with his back to the ground. Once again, they began showing their lust and affection for each other despite their background history and heritage. Da'tou leaned forward that resulted in her lifting off Gr'it-in's hardened and pulsing wet shaft where only the tip was still inside her as she extended her top mandibles and pushed onto the softness of his neck and moved down leaving two welting lines. Gr'it-in mean while moving the tip of what he could get in. Da'tou had reached his collar bone when she felt his arms move from under her and lifted her hands grabbing him by the wrists stopping him from what she knew would be those big hands grabbing her hips and forcing herself down on him. Instead, Da'tou moved his hands for him; his left she placed over her right breast and the other she placed on the ground where his elbow pivoted outward and hand between his neck and shoulder, pinned with her own hand. His scent was intoxicating to her, driving on the senses that wanted more, controlling her in a way she never thought possible. Without thinking, Da'tou clamped the tusks of the two mandibles together deeply piercing in Gr'it-in's skin causing a mixture of a hiss and growl to escape his throat as he pivoted his waist upwards shoving himself into Da'tou that sent a sudden pain through her making her hiss with pleasure. Gr'it-in's blood seeped from between her tusks and trickled past her big mandibles. She pulled back with his blood dripping from her big mandibles and moved to his face where she forced the side of a mandible between his two and stroked the inner parts then carefully swiped the broad side of her big mandible against his fleshy and toothy mouth making him taste his own blood. Da'tou knew she had caught him off guard when he jolted and jerked his head at the taste of the blood then opened her eyes looking into his and seen the surprise in them. Gr'it-in looked, back then rolling his eyes into the back of his head, his eyelids shut and pleasurably purred as he moved in and out, his left hand keeping a strong, firm grip on her breast as he did so. Moving back, Da'tou ran her now free mandibles down his neck deliberately causing a clicking sound to emerge from him. Her right hand wondering along his muscular side, some areas she was able to feel rib bones, and as Gr'it-in's thrusting rhythm became faster, Da'tou, teasingly, broke it by lifting herself where he could only enter by using his legs to move up. This caused Gr'it-in to open his eyes looking into hers, and a moment later he smiled and chuckled their Yautja bray. That had certainly surprised Da'tou, it was the first she had ever heard him laugh and then she began wondering why he was. Her question was soon answered when he pushed on her breast causing her to fall on her side and him to roll over taking Da'tou with him placing her on her back and he on top. Growling, he thrusted his entire shaft into her at once causing her to gasp. "Try doing that again." He chuckled then began continuous thrusting motion. The pain Da'tou was feeling wasn't excruciating nor was it directed right between her legs this time, now it was some pain and sometimes an uneasy feeling as he moved through her deep inside, parts of her spreading apart feeling every curve of him every time he entered, what felt pleasuring though was the moving out that stroked her insides and private causing her to squirm and purr under him. Their so-called love making went on for some minutes until the uneasy thrusting suddenly became pleasuring to Da'tou, she wrapped her right arm around his back and left arm moved around her right shoulder where her hand moved under his thick locks latching onto the back of his head and mandibles stroking the top of his chest. A minute had gone by when a sudden spurt of pleasure overwhelmed her causing her to howl almost and pull him closer to where she shoved herself completely over him while digging her talons and all four tusks into his skin that caused a jerk and mighty roar from Gr'it-in. She felt his body quiver as his thrusting continued. His breathing turned heavy and ragged as he purred between breaths Da'tou's name, then every muscle in him tensed as he moved for one last shove that drove more on Da'tou who dug her talons and tusks even deeper and began pulling at his skin and muscle causing him to roar again. Suddenly, Gr'it-in jerked and pushed on Da'tou quickly pulling himself out and away from her. The move certainly surprised her and she blankly stared at him as he arched his back forward groaning and growling. Then, his body relaxed. "Gr'it-in?" Questioned Da’tou. "What's wrong?" Exhale of air escaped his mandibles, "I'm fine Da'tou." On the second exhale Gr'it-in coughed, then wheezed. Knowing the oxygen was taking a painful toll on his lungs, Da'tou reached over grabbing his mask, hooked the hoses herself to his recycler tank and quickly handed it to him. Later, he had readjusted the mask where the compression would hold it firmly to his face then laid on his back where Da'tou joined by laying at his side and head on his chest where his heart now beat a steady rhythm against her ear. "Da'tou," came from Gr'it-in softly, and she lifted her head giving him her full attention, "I acted like that not out of anything I feel toward you, but of the fact I allowed my . . . hormones to get in the way. I do not wish for any offspring between us due to our different backgrounds and the strict laws. Anything from us would not be tolerated, and me, you and the unborn will be executed." After hearing that, Da'tou laid her head on back onto his chest. Just how was she going to go about this? She wanted to express her full love to him, without having to hide, but now she was becoming so afraid to love him, that she might make a mistake that would cause the death of both of them. And just how were they suppose to be together if they weren't even allowed to act like this? A dozen more questions rang through her head, but all she really cared about was now. So, tired, she gradually fell asleep as did Gr'it-in.
Hours passed as they nestled together in their deep slumber. What would have been blistering heat and a growing sun burn to humans from the sun's rays when its path for so long acted as a warm blanket from above that kept their slumbering linger. Though Da'tou's slumbering was broken when instincts began tapping at her brain, stirring her from her sleep and she opened her tired eyes to the rustling tree branches above. She turned to Gr'it-in and seen him nearly curled in a ball by her side, but something mentally tugged her head to reposition and looked behind. There, standing just a few feet from her was Kartk, a member of Gr'it-in's so called "pack". Surprised to see him, and also over the fact they had been caught together like this made her gasp, and she was soon shaking Gr'it-in's shoulder calling his name. "Gr'it-in," she whispered while shaking a shoulder, "Gr'it-in, wake up." Gr'it-in finally began stirring from his sleep then groaned lazily, "Whaaat?" "Gr'it-in," she whispered again, and before she could say another word an angry roar bellowed from Kartk that made Gr'it-in jump suddenly and stumbled to his feet. Meanwhile tearing off his mask that hoses were prohibiting him from rising quickly. The events that took place then were a blur to human eyes and only as fast movements to a well-trained Yautja, but to Da'tou was a step ahead of what took place. Kartk moved in for an attack headed straight for Gr'it-in, his wrist blades extended and muscle toned arm pulled back for a powerful strike. Gr'it-in being weaponless only stood his ground and in an eery howl spread his arms ready to out maneuver his rushing opponent. Da'tou had acted without thinking. She side-stepped, stepping in front of Gr'it-in two steps before Kartk would reach her mate, then whipped her right arm under and up hooking Kartk under his mandibles. The force of her adrenaline fueled hit and Kartk's momentum caused him to rock backwards, and when he started falling Da'tou snatched his right arm and twirled around bringing his arm with then pressed it high up on his back. The change of movement made him fall straight down, but Da'tou had prevented that from happening any further when she shifted her left foot out and hooked it on his ankle then pulled, when that happened she pushed with all her might and sent him face first to the ground. His large body slammed onto the ground as a wet crunch came from his hooked arm that was followed by Kartk screaming a painful filled roar from his now broken arm. Hearing his cries of pain caused Da'tou's heart to flutter in excitement and smiled as she thursted for more battle and his cries of pain. A hand that suddenly covered her left shoulder caused her to spin around knocking it off that allowed her right hand to grasp a big throat where her talons deeply and quickly drove into the skin. Calculations zipped through her head of how far her talons could sink in before twisting her hand to the right degree before it was the correct time to pull out the throat in a gory fashion, but stopped her advances when her eyes moved up the throat and into Gr'it'in's shock filled eyes. His mandibles open and gasping for air through a half-closed windpipe. Her heart skipped a beat and croaked just before she pulled back. As soon as she released him, he stepped back holding his throat gasping for air. "Gr'it-in," she sorrowfully whimpered, "I-I didn't mean to." "Gr'it-in!" A deep voice suddenly growled from behind the wounded Gr'it-in making both jump and turn to the voice. There, Kra'-tos stood in their presence. It didn't take long before he and Gr'it-in were immersed in a tempered filled conversation in their Yautja language. Kra'-tos eventuall made his way to Kartk where he had half helped, half forced the young male to his feet. Da'tou meanwhile oblivious at what was being said as she was only able to make out a few simple words. After Kartk reached his feet, that is when things started to heat between the two warriors: Voices raised as they snarled, growled and hissed toward each other. Minutes later the conversation ended with Kra'-tos growling then spinning around and pushing Kartk back the way he came. Gr'it-in then turned towards Da'tou holding his neck and growling. Implied to help him, she lifted her still shaky hands carefully placing them over his wounds. Though Gr'it-in was a warrior of great magnitude and could handle pain, she felt terrible for having attacked him. "What did he say?" she asked. Grunting again, he winced and placed his hands over hers moving them out of the way then plopped down and angrily snapped. "He said he would inform the high council of our actions!" Hearing those few words had caused anger to swell through her, her fists clenched and eyes shut as thoughts of killing Kra'-tos filled her head. Having them trialed meant they were to be executed, but she wasn't bound to let that happen, even if it meant killing the pack leader and anyone else who dared to rat them out. "It's all right Da'tou." Her mate called out, "I am surely not an elder, but I am wise enough to make it through life unscathed." "What do you mean?" She replied curiously. His mandibles formed a smile and he laughed, "Little did he know; Not only would we be executed, but he and the remains of the pack for having any knowledge and relation of our affair would bring shame to their family name and would be shunned by society." Pausing for a moment, he continued, "So I, in a way, made a bargain with him. I said, that if he did not inform the council, nor would the rest of the pack, to leave us in peace, then we would keep your identity and out relationship secret." Da'tou's tusk formed into a sly smirk and her eyes narrowed as she hissed. "You sly devil." Then leaned over and nuzzled her tusks onto the side of his face in loving affection. The gesture made him chuckle but soon was grunting in pain and reached for his medical kit where he began caring for his wounds. Copyright © 2003-2005, Blackdawn. |