Brynn Phytrelia 10

Chapter 10

She could feel the warmth of a pair of lips on the back of her neck as a hand moved down to her abdomen and trailed its fingers over her skin. "I think I like this dream...a lot." His voice was no more than a whisper, his touch softer than before. "I've missed you, Brynn...more than you can possibly imagine." The lips were near her ear, but she found herself unable to really see anything. She could only feel him, and hear him.

"Idris?" She whispered softly, and as she felt those arms move around her, she smiled, and curled up a little closer. It felt so comforting to hear his voice again, to feel him. "A dream? Of course it is...Idris, I've missed you too. I need you Idris. I have to have you back with me."

She continued to whisper, keeping her eyes shut, her body relaxed. She was afraid that if she opened her eyes and turned over she would lose him completely. "Shh, it's alright. I know, Sweetheart. I'm fine...I'm alive."

She felt him roll her over onto her back, his face leaning down to her own, pressing his lips against hers for a long moment, his hand moving to her cheek as he kissed her. "And I can't wait until I am back with you."

He moved to kiss her neck, his hands moving to feel her chest, his fingers moving over the material of her clothes. "Mmm...you still smell good. You should stay here a little longer so that our bed smells like you when I get back."

He moved again to kiss her lips and let his tongue slide inside of her mouth. She couldn't believe that he felt so real at that moment, she could hear him as if he were right there whispering to her. But she didn't question it, just enjoyed feeling him, hearing him. "Why do you need the bed to smell like me? You'll have me right here with you when you get back. I'm never going to leave your side, no matter how annoying that makes me." Her hand reached up to feel that hand of his still touching her cheek as she returned the kiss. "Because. What if you need to leave my side, for any reason, ever again? What if you wake up before I do, and when I rouse, you're no longer there?"

He kissed her again, his lips holding firm to her own. He moved to straddle her hips and she could feel his weight pressing against her. He inhaled deeply through his nose and his lips moved down to her neck, nibbling on her skin as they moved up to her ear, chewing gently on her lobe. "What if I just want my ship to smell as wonderful and intoxicating as you do?"

"Then I will make sure that your ship smells..." Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his lips move up her neck to her earlobe. "...just like me. All the time. Oh, Idris...where are you?" His nibbling struck a sensitive part of her neck and she let out a little moan, back arching up into him. Still she kept her eyes shut not wanting the dream to end, not wanting to risk losing this moment. He moaned into her ear. "I'm right here...with you, Sweetie. It's ok...I think I have enough control...that you can open your eyes and see me..." She could feel his hands moving against her sides, his desire to remove her clothing becoming more and more obvious. "But only if you stop asking me silly questions about my well-being...and my current location. It's not important. I'm here, with you...that's what is important."

She could feel something in her mind, the power of his suggestion almost overriding her natural instinct to be curious and ask detailed questions. "Open my eyes? I'm scared to..." But she could feel her own desire starting to bubble beneath the surface. Her need to feel him, all of him, was getting stronger by the second. Her hands moved up feeling down his chest until she felt the bottom of a shirt, and slowly, she moved her fingertips beneath it, sighing at the feeling of his bare flesh right under her hands. And slowly, very slowly, she opened her eyes, praying that they saw him. She was still in their quarters, but something about it...something very elusive, seemed somehow different. Idris was there, but he too seemed...altered in some manner that she was unable to grasp. The shades of his skin, his hair, and his eyes...all seemed...changed, almost unnoticeably. His hair looked darker, his eyes greener, his skin darker...but it was him...he just looked almost imperceptibly different. He smiled, a wide grin that encompassed his face. He bit his lip, that look of desire taking over his expression as he leaned in and kissed her again. He wore a white, sleeveless tunic and leggings that had been cut off just below his knees. He was barefoot. He looked her over, taking in her appearance as his eyes moved from her hips up to her face, back down to her hips, and then up back to her face again. He trembled as he bit his lower lip and stared at her, an unmistakable expression on his face. As soon as she saw him, she let out a happy laugh, a bright smile crossing her face as she reached up to touch his face. The feeling of him almost brought tears to her eyes as she continued to smile happily. "Idris, oh...I love you. You're here."

Laughing, she felt his face, moved her hands down that tunic, searching for the bare skin yet again. She was wearing what she had been before they boarded the Avenger, her clothing from when they first met. Black pants, and a grey, short-sleeved shirt. Her hair was tangled from lack of care, but she had managed to keep it tame enough. She could feel his trembling, and her own body began to respond. Smiling up at him, she leaned up, pressing her lips hard against his. He smiled at her, leaning his forehead against her own as she spoke. He nodded slowly, leaning in to meet her as she went to kiss him again. His hands wasted no time, moving up underneath her shirt, pushing up towards her head. He broke the kiss and helped her lift her arms, taking the clothing and discarding it on the floor. He leaned in and kissed her again, moaning against her lips. He moved to her neck, moving up to her ear again. "I've miss you so much, Brynn. It doesn't feel like weeks for me, it feels like years. I am so glad I was able to find you. I love you, more than I have ever loved another human ever in my entire existence."

He nibbled on her ear a little and moved down to her neck, gently letting his teeth rake over her skin as he kissed her. She got rid of her shirt as quickly possible, settling back down under him groaning as he spoke into her ear. "I've needed you so much, Idris. Needed to feel you, hear you...I love you...more than anything. You mean everything to me."

Moaning softly as his teeth gently raked over her skin, she feverishly grabbed at his tunic, beginning to pull it up and over his head. Her entire body felt hot with desire, and as soon as his shirt was gone, her hands moved down his now bare chest. She moved again to press her lips against his, tongue pressing it way between his lips into his mouth.

He leaned in and kissed her, moaning softly as he felt her hands touch his chest. Her hands felt warm and she could feel the goose bumps break out over his skin. He reached between them, his hand rubbing down over her abdomen, past her waistline, his fingers curling over her, moving down between her legs. His hands moved eagerly over her skin, feeling her beneath her clothes and how warm she felt. He pulled away from the kiss and moaned again, looking up at her. "Brynn...I need you. I've been without you for so long. Your absence feels like it is going to kill me...please, I want to feel you...as I've felt you before. Please...show me that you want this too...I need to know."

As his hand moved between her legs, she let out a moan, back arching up towards him, her knees bending very slightly. Biting down on her lower lip, she stared down at him and began to nod quickly. "I need you, Idris, I need you so badly." Her hands reached out gently, pushing him as she sat up until she was straddling him. Breathing heavily, she moved down his body immediately, grabbing onto his leggings and began to pull them down his legs. She let out a soft groan as she pulled them away and threw them to the side. Without a word, she moved her hands down to her own pants and began to yank them down her body, needing to be free of all of her clothing. He watched her, biting his lip while she stripped down for him. He stopped her, grabbing her wrists, he pulled her closer. "Mmmm...Sweetheart, I want you to do something for me..." He looked at her as she knelt on the bed, wearing nothing but her delicious panties. He leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear. "Save them...for me?"

He leaned closer, his teeth nibbling on her ear, moving down over her neck as he helped her lie on her back again. He wore nothing, his entire form out in the open for her to see without obstruction. He moved over her body, his form pressing down against her as his lips moved to her face, kissing her deeply as his hand caressed her cheek. Smiling as he grabbed her wrists, she allowed him to pull her closer nodding at his request. "Anything for you, Love."

As his teeth began to nibble down her neck, she tilted her head to allow him more access, lying back on the bed. Her hands reached up and grabbed onto his shoulders, slowly moving down to feel his bare chest. Her hips rotated up, pressing herself into him and his length. Her lips moved firmly back against his, her tongue once again slipping through his lips. His hand moved between them, rubbing over the black fabric, rubbing it against her skin as his fingers moved, pressing it against her lips and gently rolling it against her clit. His free hand moved up to pull back on her hair and arch her back and neck towards the bed as his lips kissed her neck. He growled softly in her ear. "Mmmm...please, Brynn...I want nothing more than to feel this...to feel you cum for me, hear your voice...feel you as you drench my fingers in your sweet juices."

He continued to move his hand, letting the fabric push between her lips every few seconds and soak up whatever juices she had inside her for him. "If you give me this...I'll give you almost anything you want...I promise..." Already she felt her body start going crazy, trembling beneath Idris' body. Moaning, she bit down on her lower lip, one of her hands dropping to the bed to grab a handful of sheets. "Oh, Idris..." As his fingers dipped down inside of her, she let out a soft whimper, her other hand grabbing onto his shoulder. Lips parted as she breathed heavily, staring at him with heavy eyes. "Yes...yes, Idris." Her voice had dropped with her arousal, much throatier now as she swallowed another whimper.

He continued to roll the fabric over her, letting it warm against her skin. He pushed it deep inside of her, stretching the fabric as much as it would allow, his fingers moving between her lips until he had almost his second knuckle inside of her. He rubbed it between her walls, caressing them roughly before he moved to rub the wet fabric against her clit, his pace growing in speed and desperation as he moaned softly, watching her as she writhed beneath him. He leaned his head down to her ear, his fingers moving faster and faster. "Do you want me to stop, Brynn? Do you like how this feels? Do you enjoy this?"

As his finger pushed inside of her, she let out a cry, head rolling from one side to another. Panting much heavier now, her hips bucked up against his hand, the pace becoming erratic as his own speed picked up. Pleasure coursed through her veins, making her blood boil, and every inch of her body feel sensitive. "No, don't stop. Oh please, don't stop. I..." Another moan cut her words off as she continued trying to push her hips down even harder against his hand. "I love how it...feels."

He grinned at her, moving away from her face, his head descending down between her legs. His hands held her thighs, keeping her still. His nose pushed against the fabric, rubbing it against her clit as his tongue tasted her on her panties. He let his hand move to caress her clit, rubbing it again before moving to pull the fabric aside. She could feel his tongue move between her lips at her base, pushing inside of her as he moved up, licking between her walls and lapping at her until he reached her clit. The tip of his tongue flicked over her skin before he moved back down to bury his face against her, still holding the fabric away as he moaned and hummed against her skin. His lips rubbed against her lips as his tongue moved between them. Gasping as soon as she felt his tongue press against her bare flesh, she practically bucked her hips up, but his hands held her thighs successfully down. Biting hard on her lower lip, both her hands were now balled into fists, gripping the sheets beneath her. The flicking of his tongue against her clit made her cry out even louder this time, and she knew she wouldn't be lasting much longer. "Idris, I'm going to cum...oh..." Gripping the sheets even harder, her muscles began to tense beneath him.

He let go of the fabric, letting it slide back against her mound, his fingers rubbing it against her lips as his face pressed against her clit, his tongue and lips moving against the fabric to roll it over her, humming as he did, hoping the vibrations would translate into her warmth as he persisted. His fingers began to push it up and down over her lips and then inside of her, stretching it a little deeper as his lips continued to work. He moaned loudly, his eyes looking up at her as he encouraged her release. The warm, damp fabric pressing into her only made her whimper louder, her hips beginning to rock down towards him, craving his touch, needing it to push her over the edge.

"Idris...Idris!" She yelled out as her entire body shuddered, and she felt herself suddenly cry out with an intense climax. Letting out several long moans, her body shook, hips continued to thrust down. Her shaking lasted several moments, and even as she began to calm down, she was still panting, still had a tight grip of the sheets beneath her. He felt her shudder and pressed the fabric flat against her skin as he let her cry out, trembling as the sounds made him all the more enticed by her. He waited out the moments, growing more and more eager as she panted and moaned. When he felt her release had subsided, he helped her out of her last piece of clothing, peeling them away from her and then moved to hide them under the bed. He leaned down and let his tongue push inside of her, unobstructed by her clothes as he lapped between her lips, cleaning whatever he could find between her folds and on her skin. He moaned loudly as he tasted her and persisted, waiting for her to become so overwhelmed that she was unable to stand it and forced him to cease. His own breathing was erratic as he did this, still very worked up by their activities. Weakly, she allowed him to pull away her panties, lifting her legs slowly. A soft moan, almost a dull hum, was heard from her as he began to lick at her once again. The moan got louder and louder until she gasped and jerked her hips away from his mouth.

"Come here." She whispered, her hands uncurling from the sheets and reached out towards him. She knew he had to be very aroused by this point and had yet to have any release at all.

He bit his lip and looked at her. "Mmmm...you...taste better than...I remember." He stared at her, searching her eyes as if he would see something in them that would give away what was on her mind. "I'm so glad...you let me come here, tonight."

Smiling at him, she ran a gentle hand down his face, and let out a soft chuckle. "I'm so glad you came here."

He kissed her forehead, and looked at her again. "I only hope that I-" But suddenly, the room seemed to change, the entire appearance distorting and turning black.

The next thing she heard was the familiar voice of Ophelia. "Mistress Brynn...you wished to be notified if Avenger contacted us with additional information?"

Brynn was lying in bed, though it was a mess...and she was naked, her clothes strewn on the floor. She could still feel his lips against her forehead, the sensation quickly fading as she became more aware. She could even smell the scent of what was still under her bed. Ophelia looked uneasy and a little confused. "Mistress Brynn...?"

And before he could finish those words, he was gone. Frowning, she reached up as if she might still find him there, but she only grabbed air. Turning her head, she focused on the image of Ophelia, confused as she looked back up expecting to find Idris there. Nothing. Eyes looked down at herself and she immediately blushed, realizing she was nude. Grabbing the blanket, she covered herself up immediately. "Yes...Ophelia? Please...uh what it is?"

Getting up, she kept the blanket wrapped around her as she hurried for the closet to grab her extra undergarments and began to search for the clothes that had been thrown. She couldn't feel him anymore...he was gone. She had to get him back.

"You have visitors on the deck. They are asking that you lower the platform and let them aboard or go down and meet them. They are indicating that is has some urgency to it..."

"Thank you Ophelia, let them aboard please. They can meet me in the galley."

Swallowing hard, she yanked on her clothing hurriedly, running her fingers through her hair to make sure it was flat. She still felt heated all over, her knees still slightly shaky. Walking towards the door, she paused a moment and looked back at the messy bed. Shaking her head, she quickly exited the room and made sure the door shut behind her. As she walked away, the door slid shut. She could hear the sound of the hydraulics lowering the landing ramp. It made a loud noise as it settled there. It was two women this time, who came aboard. Brynn would recognize both of them. The one girl, a little older than her companion, was Captain Johansen's First Lieutenant, Kayla Wymond. On her right was Major Usid. The girl looked a little more composed, but it seemed like Wymond's presence made her a little uneasy.

"Miss Phytrelia, I'm sorry if we woke you." She motioned for Brynn to sit down while she and Major Usid stood there in the middle of the galley.

Brynn waved a hand, ignoring the offer to sit down, as she walked to the table in the galley and leaned against it. "Don't apologize, it's fine." Except I was with Idris. She thought, but bit back her words and stared at the two women expectantly. "I don't mind being woken at any hour if it means you have news for me. Ophelia said it was urgent?"

"We found Captain Chariton's fighter. It was retrieved approximately thirteen hours from our location. As Captain Johansen told you, we'd spotted the battleship here, near this system. They're on the move, and we don't know where they are headed. However, many of the crew aboard Avenger have been reporting some...phenomenon..." Major Usid blushed a little and she looked down, trying to hide her face. Wymond continued to stare at Brynn, unwaveringly. "I want to know if you've been experiencing anything out of the ordinary since we arrived..."

Her heart stopped for a moment when she mentioned Idris' fighter, and took an involuntary step forward. But her hopeful expression immediately changed to confusion as she mentioned the phenomenon. "I'm sorry...you'll have to be more specific. What type of phenomenon has been reported?" Arching an eyebrow she looked at Major Usid then back to Lieutenant Wymond. She thought back to what had just happened but said nothing.

Kayla smiled at her, a cordial expression that was likely meant to friendly and inviting. "I'm not sure. Why don't you tell me...?"

Brynn gave her a strange look before placing her hands on her hips. "Idris was here. I could hear him talking to me, see him..." She hesitated a moment, "...feel him. And it was...certainly not a dream." She thought about how she had woken up, worn out and naked. "But I don't see what that has to do with the rest of Avenger."