The Country side was far from silent once the moon was in the sky. The birds flew and the wolves howled. The insects chirped their mating calls. The wind blew the leaves of the trees to make them rustle. And the only light that was up was the light that the moon emitted. Everything else was quiet as when it gets dark that means it is bed time.
Only in one small cottage there was sounds of a whisper.
"Come on Sita. No one will know.. and I leave when the sun peaks through the hills. It will be another month or two before I'll see you again." The voice was clearly male, pleading to a young woman.
"No, But *I* will know. You know that I am to be a virgin when I am wed. Why don't you go to my father to ask for his blessing.. I am sure he would say Yes because I talk about you a lot! Surly mother can help make his decisions. Then I will be yours, truly and honestly."
"But it will not be until then that I may ask, and someone might come in the meantime and claim your hand before I get the chance to. I just want to know that you are truly mine."
"I promise that I will be yours, but the answer is no on this night. You must talk to my father. But we are going to wake them if you keep pleading with me. You must sleep for your journey!"
The young man sighed and the sounds of his feet hitting the ground here audible. "As you wish, my love. I will wait. Just promise me that your heart will be forever mine."
"I promise." She said softly at his dark retreating form.
Sita moved to settle herself into bed. She should of been asleep hours ago. And her talking to Adrian almost woke her sisters. She frowned as she thought about it. She was nearing the age of twenty and she was not yet married. That and she still had to share a room with two of her sisters so there was no way of her having any privacy at all. Anywhere. By daylight, she was with her mother doing chores and cooking, and the only time she got to go out was when the merchants first came and then to church. She was under constant supervision.
Which is why it made her heart race when Adrian made his nightly visits when he could. He would tell her she was the prettiest girl in the land, and he had seen many pretty women. But she.. He wanted her to be his wife. To travel with him as we set out with his own family to see the world. That is what she wanted most.
Sighing to herself as she settled into the rough bed of hay and goose feathers, she closed her eyes and began to drift off. Again, she dreamed of him. Only this time it wasn't like her usual dream where they went to the fields to eat the packed lunch she had made where they would talk and talk. This time she was laying in her own bed. Only they were alone and the room was dark.
She felt his hand trail up her leg, and shockingly, under her thick wool night gown. His fingers were cool against her skin and she felt like she was burning under him. Slowly his other hand joined in as he stroked her legs, slowly pushing the hem of her night gown up as his hands traveled up to her thighs. "Oh, Sita.. You're so beautiful. And sweet, and caring.. I cannot wait until we are wed. I must have you tonight."
His voice was husky. with a hint of a growl under his words as if she were his favorite slice of pie. Soon enough, she lay under him, with him over her, his knees and legs trapping her underneath him. Her gown was bunched at her hips and her undershorts were showing, and she blushed. "We shouldn't be doing this.." She whispered before he silenced her with a kiss. His tongue probed deep, tasting her, teasing her tongue with little flicks of his own.
Moaning softly into his mouth, she reached up to curl her arms around his neck and shoulders. And she jumped when she felt him pry the laces of her undergarment open so that he could stick his hand in them. His fingers gently cupped her kitten, slowly rubbing circles around her kitten, the very carefully slipping his middle finger inside, pressing against the small sensitive nub nestled between them. She was already wet for him. And her breathing got faster as she became more and more excited.
Still he kissed her, swallowing her gasps of pleasure as he caressed her with his fingers. Then bravely, when he felt she was comfortable with him touching her like this did he slip a finger inside her. Biting her lip, She braced herself. What she didn't expect was the feelings that she got when she stroked her and they seemed to grow when he moved his finger in and out of her.
