The Divide. An unforgiving place, in order to live longer than one day, one has to be on their guard. Numerous men die every day from the beasts that inhabit The Expanse. Once someone crosses the border, there is no chance in hell you would make it back alive or sane. Every few years a few high ranking mages take twenty or more of our men into The Expanse, all but a handful of soldier's die, the ones who come back end up returning to the divide, as if something was pulling them in. The wagon the mages brought with them would be torn to shreds and covered by their return. The sounds emanating from the cage would be best described as a cross between a woman's anguished scream, and that of an animal. The last time the mages payed The Divide a visit they took a whole squad as per usual. Upon their return, all hell broke loose. Rock, metal, and dead bodies strewn inside and out of the gates, the bodys were never able to be identified. No one in that stronghold survived.
"That was almost two years ago, the day I was drafted. Another victim of being in the wrong place at the wrong time." The man thought.
***
Heavy foot falls and the chorus of steel tore him out of his earlier thoughts and immediately to his training. Weekly troop rotations, they kept soldiers on their toes, keeping them from getting too relaxed and letting their guard down.
Movement and a groan reminded the man that he had a bed partner. Long strands of white hair were spread across his chest. A lithe arm, covered with dark runes and black swirling markings, draped over his torso. Fingers tenderly trailed across his torso. Reaching up, he ran his fingers through the bountiful strands of pure white hair, devoid of any other color. Brushing the loose strands behind her ear. She lifts her head off his chest turning to rest her chin on him. Her left eye,a bright sapphire blue, studied his face. A vertical scar going over her right eye dividing her brow, the eye now clouded over and almost completely white. The memory of her losing it, hit him like a brick, his stomach sank. His smile disappeared. Anguish, regret and grief flooded his face.
"I still blame myself for what happened." he says, reaching down with his hand, he rests it on her cheek. Gently caressing the lower portion of the scar below her eye. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you enough Vi, I promise I will make it up to you soon."
"Stop beating yourself up, it wasn't your fault." she said pressing her face into his touch. "No one knew he was going to do that. I'm just glad it was a fair trade." She was now giggling.
The man soon joined in with some laughter. "how long has it been now? Almost a year?"
"Just about, but it feels like it happened yesterday. I'm still not used to it." Vi lets out a soft sigh. "I know my fighting has gotten worse, I can't even train the recruits anymore..."
"Vi..." the man starts stroking her hair, his fingers combing through it. The strands catch the morning suns rays making her look ever more beautiful. "Do you want to talk about what happened? It might help."
Vi let out a long breath she didn't know she was holding. "Do you want me to start from the beginning, or just give you the gist of what happened?"
"If you are comfortable with sharing that memory, I would like to hear the whole thing... please?"
In almost an instant she went from depressed to lustful. She smiles and pushes up, her lips now hovering just out of reach. Sharing a quick passionate kiss, her breathing becomes more labored. Pulling away and bringing her head next to his, the heat of her words with the occasional light brushing of her lips on his ear send chills down his entire body, goosebumps rising on his arms.
"It's going to cost you~" she said whilst playfully nibbling on his lobe. Her tone, filled with lust.
"How much?" his arms now following the path of her back down to her supple rear, grabbing a hand full of her ass in each hand. Her breasts pressed upon his chest, her breathing grew heavier. Giving her ass a light squeeze, she shuddered and dropped her head back as she let out a small moan. Sitting up she bit her lip, drawing both arms up and behind her head putting the perky cantaloupe sized breasts that gave her chest its curves, on display.
"You know you can do more than look~" she said breaking eye contact with him, and turning her head to the side, blushing all the while
He let out a low groan, his hands leave her ass and tease their way to her breasts, making her writhe with pleasure. giving her nipples a light pinch.
"Is this enough payment?" the man asked teasingly.
Her attention brought back, her gaze fell on his. "this doesn't even come close to covering half of I-"
Giving her nipples a harder pinch she lets out a slightly louder moan "Hmmm, how about a month's worth of nights together?" Resuming rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger lightly pinching them here and there
"Nnnggg... That... sounds... more... like it..."
"Now then, all you have to do is keep your end of the deal." He said letting go of her nipples and cupping one of her large breasts in his hand, wrapping the other arm around her pulling her closer. "how did it start?"
"Don't... be such... a tease..." she pants. She grabs my hands and guided them away from her breasts to rest on her hips. "I know you are just as worked up as I am. I want you... I want you to make love to me again. Tristan... Last night was amazing, you are better than any man I have ever been with in bed." She slides off to the side of him and reaches down to grab his cock,and starts to stroke his already erect phallus.
Tristan smiles, these weren't the words of a woman just sleeping with him, these were the words of a woman who was in love with him. "Come here." He opens his arms inviting her into his embrace, pulling her to him he kisses her tenderly, holding her tightly like this was their last day together.
Breaking the kiss Vi says "I need you to fuck me, you got me so horny that I'm... I'm ... I can't think straight. I... need your cock, please."
Scooting up into a better position Tristan helps guide her hips so they were positioned right above his. Vi lowered her hips, pressing his shaft on her clit. Slowly grinding on his rigid member her breathing quickened. Reaching out tristan cups one of her breasts in one hand and placed the other behind her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. Kneading her pliant breast flesh a few moans escape from Vi between kisses. Pulling his hand reluctantly away from her perfect supple breasts he places both upon her ass and gently guides her up and onto his firm prick.
***
Panting Vi rolls off of Tristan, "And here I thought last night was good."
