Fan Fiction ❯ The Climatic First Encounter ❯ Picnic ( Chapter 10 )

Picnic

 

All Ramian could think was how good the elf tasted. Opening his mouth, he draws Shade's tongue in and meets with his own while his arms drop and his hands settle on the elf's hips pulling him close. Shade responds with a soft moan and it shakes Ramian back into reality. Yanking his lips away, he nearly shoves the elf off his lap as he attempts to bring his raging desire under control.

 

"Stop--" Ramian pauses to swallow and run his tongue over his lips. "Stop it. I know what you're trying to do and it won't work."

 

But Shade just laughs at him. “I know you want me. I can tell when your eyes roam over my body and the way your cock hardened the moment I kissed you. I haven't lied to you, even when you wanted to break me so don't lie to me.”

 

Reaching out, his slim fingers slip into Ramian's hair and he grabs it tight almost painfully, so he can lean forward and kiss him again. Breaking the kiss off, Shade dips his head down and begins to trace a line from Ramian's ear, along his jaw and down his throat. He can feel the bounty hunter's blood coursing through the large vein in his neck as his tongue passes over it. Releasing Ramian's hair, Shade takes his other hand and drops it between Ramian's thighs. Slowly it runs up until he finds where Ramian's dick is painfully swollen and pressing against the leather of his pants. With the pad of his thumb, Shade begins to rub up, teasing Ramian's cock through his pants.

 

Placing his lips so they are just hovering over Ramian's, Shade whispers. “There is nothing wrong with two heated bodies bringing relief to each other. Do you really want me to stop?”

 

Something dangerous flickers in Ramian's gaze and he brings his hands up to curl around the elf's wrists then he abruptly pushes the elf down on his back, rolling to trap Shade's body under his more muscular frame, keeping Shade's arms pinned above his with one hand. His erection throbs almost painfully as he grinds his hips down on the elf's, watching Shade's expression through narrowed eyes. “You think you're so hot that I won't be able to control myself? You think all you have to do is kiss me and I'm yours? Well, I got news for you. You might have saved my life, but it doesn't mean you're in charge here. I'm still running this show.” He brings his mouth down to cover Shade's, kissing him hard and brutally, pushing his tongue between the elf's lips, running it slickly over the roof of his mouth and tongue. Pulling away abruptly, Ramian bends his head and lowers his mouth down to Shade's chest, closing lips and tongue over Shade's nipple, sucking, and then pressing his teeth around the sensitive flesh.

 

Shade wanted nothing more than to laugh because he was right but it was hard for him to breath and Ramian scraping his teeth against his nipple took what little breath he had completely away. He was used to be fondled and caressed, treated like a doll by all of his lovers and Ramian's brutality turned him on like nothing else. Wanting nothing else but more of it, Shade calls out huskily.

 

“That's right; show me how wrong I am. Leave your bites and bruises all over my skin and pull my hair. Choke me with your cock.” Struggling against Ramian's hold on him, Shade brings his legs up and wraps them around the bounty hunter's hips. The cloth that had been wrapped around his waist earlier now laid half way beneath his back. Shade's own dick was swollen and pressed roughly against the leather.

 

Ramian pulls his head away, letting his teeth scrape hard against the elf's nipple as he does so, leaving it red and swollen. He grunts as he feels Shade's legs wrap around him, the suddenness of it nearly making him come in his pants right then. He sucks in a sharp breath as a shudder courses through him. “Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?” he growls, his voice thick with lust. “You want me to fuck you so hard you can't breathe and you won't be able to walk straight for a week.” He grinds his hips against the elf's again, shuddering hard as the friction of his swollen cock against his pants makes his vision start to turn white at the edges. “You want me to come inside you and make you scream. You want me to make you mine, inside and out.” Ramian reaches down to curl his hand around Shade's cock, his callused fingers rough and possessive, stroking up and down the hardened length of flesh.

 

Abruptly, Ramian stops, his expression turning cold. “What makes you think I'm going to give you what you want?” Releasing the elf, he pushes away and stands up, weaving a little unsteadily. He has to draw in several deep breaths before his voice is steady enough to speak again. “I don't fuck people I'm not in love with,” he grates, and then turns away, walking into the woods.

 

Shade continues to lie on the ground for a few moments before rising up and walking over to where he had left his clothes. Pulling them on, he snaps his bedroll out and lies down next to the campfire. With a muffled curse, he pulls the blanket up over his head and allows his reverie to consume him.

 

The elf wakes a few short hours later, rested but still throbbing with need. He glances over and notices that Ramian has returned and is sleeping on his own bedroll. It would be a few more hours till the human was ready to leave so Shade spends the time brushing the dirt and leaves from his hair and repacking his possessions. When Ramian wakes a bit more than an hour before dawn, Shade is dressed and ready to leave. The two men wordlessly set the camp back to rights and extinguish the fire before setting off on foot down the road.

 

The sun rises and the two men continue to walk without speaking. It isn't until several hours later when they come across a large farm, does Shade turn around and speak.

 

“We should refill our water and perhaps the farmer's wife would be willing to give us a home cooked meal for a few coins as well.”

 

Ramian nods in agreement and the two of them turn down the lane. As they approach the house, a young woman perhaps eighteen summers old rises up out of a small vegetable garden and raises her hand in greeting. An older man, more than likely her father, exits the barn carrying leather traces over his shoulder. He motions for the girl to wait where she is and approaches the human and elf. With a deep gruff voice, he greets the travelers.

 

“Good day to you fellows. Can I help you with something?”

 

Remembering just how good Ramian's people skills are, Shade interjects first.

 

“Good day to you sir! We are just traveling and stopped with hopes that we could refill our water and if your wife doesn't mind, we would love to tip her handsomely for a well cooked meal.”

 

The elf smiles and bows slightly at the waist, hoping his politeness and charm will work. Ramian however, merely folds his arms over his chest and nods. The farmer gestures for the men to come closer.

 

“My name is Sterling. Ben Sterling. And this is my daughter Emma.” He gestures to the girl in the garden, motioning for her to come forward. “My wife passed three summers ago along with my newborn son but Emma is a good cook.” As Emma approaches, Shade cannot help but appreciate her clean good looks and rich bosom. Her hair was the color of ripened wheat and she had full pouty lips that gifted them with a ready smile. The father turns to his daughter and asks, “Emma dear, can you go on inside the kitchen and make some sandwiches and find a few other things for these two fine gentlemen to eat?” Emma blushes of course and rushes off to do her father's bidding.

 

With a chuckle, Farmer Sterling motions for the guys to follow him and Ramian cannot resist shoving Shade in the shoulder. Walking around the backside of the house, he leads the two men to a small picnic area and takes a seat. As the three of them sit down, Emma comes out carrying a pitcher of what looks to be cold tea. She pours each of them a tall glass before setting the pitcher down in the middle of the table and going back inside the house. As she walks up the stairs Shade finds his eyes drawn to the shake of her hips. Perhaps he was still just frustrated from last night. Turning back around to face Ramian, Shade is surprised to see the death look he is getting from the human. Mouthing the word “what” to him, both are interrupted again by the farmer.

 

“Yeah you boys arrived just in time. I was heading to the house for lunch myself. Usually I just grab a sandwich and a glass of tea and head right back to the barn but seeing how we have company, while I will stay and enjoy a small break.” The door to the house slams and Emma treads carefully down the stairs, balancing several plates and a bowl. Shade leaps to his feet and relieves her of some of the dishes, setting them down on the table. Murmuring her thanks, she takes a seat next to Ramian and across from Shade.

 

Each plate contains something different, all of them foods one can eat with their hands. Fresh homemade bread, already sliced, chunks of what is either chicken or turkey, ready for eating, slices of cheese and the real treat is a bowl of fresh strawberries. The farmer folds his hands together and lowers his head, offering words of thanks for the meal and then begins to build a sandwich that Shade was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to fit in his mouth. The elf couldn't help but chuckle which of course brought another dirty look from Ramian. Playful by nature, the elf responds by sticking his tongue out at the human. Reaching forward, both of them begin to make their sandwiches as well and Shade pops a strawberry in his mouth, nearly groaning from its sweet flavor. However he begins to choke and he feels a soft foot slide up the inside of his leg and tickle his thigh. His eyes flick over to Emma and he notices instantly that she is staring right at him.

 

Slowly reaching his hand down, Shade grabs her foot and squeezes it lightly while giving her a brief wink. Her toes wriggle with response, rubbing lightly against his halfway hard cock, causing it to spring instantly to life. The lunch cannot pass quickly enough for between Emma's teasing, Ramian's stares and the farmer stories, Shade thought he was going to burst. Finally Mr. Sterling gets up from the table and walks over to his daughter, giving her a peck on the cheek and thanking her for the meal.

 

Walking over to Ramian, he pats the human on the shoulder. “I see you two are walking. I suppose I couldn't interest you into buying some horses, could I? Why don't you come out to the pasture with me and take a look.” The farmer really gives Ramian no room for discussion and the bounty hunter finds himself soon walking away from the house.

 

Seeing opportunity when it's available, Shade grabs up the dishes and follows Emma inside the house. Setting them down on the small table next to the washing pan, Shade feels arms grab him from behind and he whirls around, picking Emma up off the ground. Clearly the two of them had only one thought on their mind as both leaned forward, their lips fastening and the elf's hands sliding down to cup the girl's backside and haul her up against him.

 

 

[Authors Note - well that came out faster than anticipated! I have plans for the next part already in play but until I see next week's work schedule, I wont make any promises as to when it will be out. As always, I hope everyone enjoys and please review. Also, for Moonstar, our faithful reviewer on AdultFanFiction.net, I don't think it can get much faster than this. Thanks for your reviews! **RogueKittiekat]