Hello everyone and welcome to Wednesday Briefs Flash Fiction. I was given many options to inspire this weeks brief. But I chose to go with the one photo below for this week along with the word prompt "Don't move until I tell you."
I hope you enjoy & thank you for reading!
Not here? I’m finally right where I want to be and I tell her…not here! I must be losing my mind! Taking a deep breath to try and calm my insides and cool down a little, I glance down at her. She looks so sad, hurt even.
The desire in her eyes to have me, please me, shines through like a beacon. I cannot help but to smile back at her. Doing so, seems to cause her frown to deepen. That’s the last thing I want to do to my dream woman, is make her sad.
I want her throwing her head back in ecstasy, screaming my name and praying to the gods for more. I just cannot bring myself to allow her to do this. Down on her knees, ready and willing to take my throbbing member in her warm recess. No, not like this.
We can’t even communicate with one another. I want to know what she’s thinking, how she feels and her deepest desires. I want her to speak to me. To tell me-all.
A few minutes ago when she did speak, my lady told me I was hers with just one word. I thought my cock would explode into tiny fragments. I got so damned hard just from the sound of her voice!
There has to be something I can do. Another spell, possibly? I’m not very happy with using magic on her again. But I don’t have a choice at the moment and I don’t want to take advantage of her. Never would I do so with any female. No matter how much darkness is within me prodding me to just take my fill, indulge in my desires.
Her sad face squeezes at my heart and tugs at my soul. That, I cannot have. I want to see her smile, happy and joyous. There is so much beauty within her I’ve yet to see.
Bending slightly, I gently grab her by her elbows and tug her up until my lips are a hairbreadth from hers and tell her tenderly, “My Lady. If we do anything…anything intimate as you were just about to do to me. I would like for us to understand one another fully. I would also like us to be in my home. My bed, so we can explore one another fully and your scent will be embedded in the fibers of my linen and mattress forever more. Please be patient. Just for a little while.”
Now I picture her in one of the king’s maid’s uniforms. A combination of black and white. Scraps of material actually. Very revealing and very sexy.
Only the elder maids of the castle have their rumps covered and even their attire is skimpy by modest standards. But my Lady would look better than any female wearing the garb that I’ve ever laid my eyes upon. I’m hardening even more just thinking about it.
We just might have to detour to the castle before arriving at my cottage to obtain a uniform. I’m positive the king would do me the favor of giving me one for such a purpose, just as long as I share my intentions. He does love the female form more than any other I’ve ever met. I just hope he will not make a request for my lady to model for him. That, I will never allow for she is only mine!
Now she’s looking at me as if she understands at least some of what I have said. But I cannot be sure. She then closes the space between us and licks my lips, suckling and entering with a hunger I’ve never experienced. I close my eyes and give her what she craves. At least some of it, so she can see I do desire her. This wonderful creature takes my breath away. She can have it, all of it. My breath, my heart, my soul and any other thing I could possibly give her. Forever—as far as I’m concerned.
Pulling back and taking a great gulp of air, I get a brilliant idea to help us communicate. I move her back, so she can lean against the tree without worry. “Do not move until I tell you. Stay right here.” Holding up my palm, motioning her to stay put. I then slowly take a few steps back and briefly close my eyes, remembering the spell my mother used before her death to share all of her knowledge with me.
Mama was able to embed all of the spells and wisdom she has gained throughout her years, directly into my mind with just a few words and a thought. I believe if I focus on my personal knowledge of language and ability to speak only. I shall be able to give my lady all she’ll need to be able to communicate with me.
Taking a relaxing breath, I focus what I would like achieved, look her straight in the eyes and speak the phrase, “Memorata in aeternum!”
Lady smiles at me, so very cheerful.
I feel her happiness in my heart.
Her smile slowly fades as suddenly, her head is engulfed in a glowing blue light. It seems to hover around the top of her head then slowly spreads down to her toes and grows brighter with each passing second. Two quick flashes and the light is gone. It’s as if it was never there.
When my eyes are adjusted not only is the light gone. So is my lady!
Come back next week for Lady #7...
(This story continues to be dedicated to my one and only sister, my Pookie. Her love of unicorns from when we were tots is what inspired me to write it. Love you my sissy!)