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The Hunting Trip

By: craigool



Lynn and I had been married only six months when the hunting trip came up. Ted, Peter, and Henry were adamant. "Just because you got married, Dan, is no reason to give up everything you love. Hunting, fishing, camping, you'll need these things to make it through the years ahead."

"I'm OK with it. In fact, I'd love to go. It's Lynn."

"Oh, no! You won't get away with blaming me,  Dan. In fact, I love the outdoors. I'd love to go along." 

Ted was always such a prankster. He said "The only way a woman is going on our hunting trip is if she does all the cooking, cleaning, tending the campfire, and agrees to abide by all the special rules of the hunting team." 

Before I could say a word, Lynn said "OK, you got it. I'd love to take care of you guys."

Ted plunged in while I stood there in shock. "You agree to all the special rules in advance?" 

Lynn said "I'm a woman of my word. You can count on me."

The next month slid by in a flurry of activity. The weekend came for the trip, and we loaded all our gear into Peter' s trailer, practically a home on wheels. Peter drove, and I sat up front. Ted and Henry teased Lynn unmercifully for the first hour of the trip, then settled down into a banal banter, punctuated every few minutes by their laughter. We filled up with gas, took a potty break, ripped a few cold ones out of the cooler, and all deeply inhaled the fresh air here,so far from the city. We drove deep into the mountains, for over an hour on unpaved roads. It was time for lunch. We set up camp, as Lynn made us sandwiches.

"It's time for the scouting survey." Peter said. 

We all suited up. Lynn even put on her hiking boots, until she was told by everybody that we expected her to take care of camp, keep the fire hot, and have dinner ready when we got back later. She was obviously hurt, so in an effort to cheer her up, Ted launched into his speech. 

"Remember Lynn. You must obey the special rules. Special rule number 1 is that the cook must always be in camp. Special rule #2 is that the cook must always be naked in camp. Special rule #3 is that the cook must always have hot food ready for each meal. Special rule number four is that the cook must, completely satisfy each and every member of the hunting party each night before the cook goes to sleep. Special rule number five is that the cook can tell no one else the details of the trip or the rules, then..." 

"Enough, Ted, enough! Let's get going!" Peter cut him off.

We trudged up mountainsides and down mountainsides. All I could think of was the hot meal and beautiful wife waiting for me back at camp. Lynn has wavy, dark, curly hair that is shoulder length. Her dark, heavy eyebrows accent her wide eyes. She has a lush figure, with pendulous breasts that are the envy of all her women friends. She is tall compared to most women, only a few inches shorter than the rest of us men.

Peter was the obvious outdoorsman, with his European good looks. Ted was a natural radical and clown, with his fire red hair. He looked more like a student, wiry and thin, but I'd seen him carry a heavier pack than mine all day without even slowing down. Henry was dark haired and stocky, built thick like a smithy from the days of the old west. My toned and athletic body, wavy dark hair, and relaxed style matched Lynn exactly. So when I got back to camp, I took the time to put away everybody's backpacks and rifles, as they had just dumped them, piling into the trailer, drawn by the delicious smell of warm food. "Dan, you better get in here!" Peter shouted.

I got in the trailer, and my jaw dropped. Lynn was there, pulling hot rolls from the oven, with her oven mitts on, and other than her earrings, that was it. Her large breasts hung down, as she carefully pulled out the rolls. Pushing me down in the seat, she shoved Ted in next to me. There were hot steaks, fresh mixed vegetables, apple juice, the rolls. She had obviously put a lot of work into this meal. 

"Sit. Sit! Anyone for milk?" Lynn said, as her breasts hung down over the table. She poured a glass for each of us, then ate standing at the counter. Each of the men eyed her hungrily. We ate quietly, reverting to the cavemen huddled around a fire. The only thing we had in common at that moment was our love of the food and this beautiful woman.

Ted pulled out a bottle of whiskey, and we each took several shots. I tried to help Lynn with the dishes, but she just brushed me off with "I asked for this. I can handle it!" 

Ted was making noises about dessert. "I'm very hungry." 

Lynn replied "I have just the thing. I have a hot pie ready for all of you to eat. Just another moment, It'll be ready."

Lynn moved back to the double bed that filled the other end of the trailer, laying down, spreading herself wide open for us. She opened herself up with her fingers, making little noises of pleasure. She came from touching herself. 

"Ted, your slice of pie is ready. Are you ready to eat it?" 

"You bet!" He was out of the table and between her legs before I knew what was said. 

Lynn gave him several minutes, then said "Good job! Now Peter, time for you to eat your pie!" Peter was very good. Lynn really moaned with him, arching her back. She gave him a few minutes longer, whether it was extending her pleasure or losing track of time. 

"Henry, your slice of pie is hot and ready. C'mon & eat!"

Henry was every bit as good as Peter. Lynn even shouted once, during an intense climax where her hands balled into fists and she smashed them on the bed. She waved me over. 

"Dan, honey, your pie with the special sauce is ready!" Lynn loved their attentions. Her pussy was swollen with her pleasure, dripping with her excitement. I knew at that point we were beyond hope of ending it here. Ted's joke was going to become our reality. I bent my head to lick her, as her hands played with my hair.

I licked Lynn's slit from top to bottom, rejoicing in the feel of her. I slipped my fingers inside her. I did all the things that I knew turned her on, playing her body with the wisdom of experience. She came, over and over, slamming her fists into the bed as she shouted. It was a great boost to my ego, right there in front of my friends.

Pulling me up to kiss her, Lynn said "I promised. Please  understand. I can't go back on my word. I love you." I didn't have time to tell her everything as she simply called out "Dan, you and Henry take down the table and make it a bed. Ted, come over here and tell me what you want to be completely satisfied."

We took down the bed, as Lynn pulled down Ted's pants, sucking him noisily, slurping him down her throat. She stripped him down, then pulled him into the bed with her.

"Dan, pull open the bunk bed above us and climb in. All the rest of you gents get naked. I don't have time to waste

with undressing you. You guys have to be up at the crack of dawn. I must be up earlier. SO shake a tail feather!"

Ted climbed between my wife's legs, and just before he did,

I saw that I had nothing to worry about. His dick was neither long nor thick, but he speared Lynn with style, and she obviously enjoyed it. Peter came over, already hard, but she blew him anyway as Ted climbed off the bed. He was very thick, and her noisy blow job put steel right into my dick. It looked like he was going to come, but Lynn pulled her mouth off him, and they whispered for a few moments. Then Lynn got down on all fours, her big jugs swaying underneath her with every thrust, as Peter entered her from the rear. she was really enjoying him. "Oh-Oh-Oh!" she cried. Peter grunted, and Lynn made that cooing noise she made after I came in her. Peter crawled off over to sleep by Ted. Henry came to my wife, and at first, she didn't know what to do.

Henry was really hung, and Lynn could barely fit the tip of his giant dick in her mouth. Slowly, she took more in her mouth each stroke as she sucked him. She was getting even hotter imagining how he would feel inside her. Henry laid down, and Lynn held his cock in one hand, while she guided it in with the other. Her body rippled with pleasure as he entered her. Lynn bounced on him, her mouth open as her breathing deepened, her breasts bouncing until his meaty hands grabbed them firmly, squeezing them like the cantaloupe melons they resembled. Whatever he did, he did it gently, and Lynn really responded. She moaned the entire time he was inside her, deep in her throat, more like a soft growl. Her hips were backing wildly, and she

bounced up and down his rigid shaft with longer strokes. Her eyes were glazed over in lust. Her soft rear bounced on him, and her fingers were a blur as she touched herself. They both came, bodies coming up off the bed, as Henry fired his last salvo of sperm into my wife. She tried to blow him hard again, licking off all the cum smeared all over his massive cock, but he just didn't have it in him. 

As he got out, I climbed down. Before I was comfortable next to my wife, he was snoring. Lynn was still vibrating as she kissed me, quickly and intensely, Then she took her hungry mouth from mine and spun around, devouring my cock. Her wet snatch came down on my face, with a river of cum pouring out of it. I just closed my eyes, as I sought her secret places out with my tongue. I couldn't miss the taste of other men's cum, which was all through her wet bush, leaking out from inside her, running in streams down her thighs. Every time my tongue brushed Lynn's clit, she shuddered. Her mouth was frantic on my dick, her head stroking her mouth back and forth in a blur. I could feel the muscles inside her slick channel grip my fingers, grateful to have something inside her again. 

Lynn went wild, her body was at a peak of lust, and her animal needs were not going to be denied. After the spasms of climax wracked her body, she got up, lowered her slick slit on my rock hard cock, greeting me with strong contractions of her cunt walls. She moaned as she licked the pools and blobs of cum off my face, bouncing her buns on me, pressing her breasts into me and rubbing my chest with them as she kissed me. I thrust back into her just as eagerly, proud of my young wife, grateful she shared herself with me, glad that our most intense sexual experience yet was bringing us together. I pumped my cum inside her, mixing it with what already was inside her, as

Lynn cooed into my mouth. She kissed me deeply one last time, then flipped around again, back to devouring my cock with her mouth. I closed my eyes again as the hot sperm poured out on my face, licking into Lynn, grateful that she was responding so intensely to me. She wasn't cumming as often as she had with Henry, but they were very intense. In a few minutes, when I was rock hard again, Lynn switched bad to riding me, grinding her clit into me, bouncing her buns, tonguing me fiercely the whole time. I thrust into her, having her cunt walls grasp me in each of her climaxes, until they finally pulled loose my spurting jism. We kissed as Lynn panted, breathing heavily, open mouthed, as her body finally settled down for the night.

Lynn shook me awake at dawn, and the smell of coffee, breakfast rolls, eggs & bacon. She took off her apron, as she pushed us around, getting Ted & Peter up so she could set up the table, kissing Henry awake. Come to think of it, she kissed us all awake, shaking us and giving us our orders. Within ten to fifteen minutes, she had us all awake, dressed, and eating. Even after we ate, we looked at her hungrily. "Go, my hunters. Be swift, and good hunting." We were standing outside the trailer in the cold before we realized we didn't have our coats. She opened up the door, threw out the coats, and spread her legs, standing at the door. She put her hand between her legs, saying "I'll keep the camp warm for you."

Peter took us to the ridge we had scouted yesterday. We moved like we had been doing this all of our lives. The perfect hunting team found our buck, took him down, and carried him back to camp before lunch. Henry and I took the job of dressing the deer, gutting it and preparing it for the trip home.

Lynn was in the trailer, sandwiched between Peter and Ted on the bed. Peter was behind her, doggy style, driving her mouth forward onto Ted, whose head was thrown back in sheer glee. Lynn was using one of her hands on him, stroking him as she sucked him. Lynn's lush tits bobbed and wobbled, bounced from both sides, her nipples erect. Peter was fingering her, as he thrust firmly into her. I had the feeling this was going to go on for a while, so Henry & I grabbed a couple of cold beers, sat down at the breakfast nook, and watched. Ted remembered how much he liked her knockers, so he started feeling her up. Lynn gave herself over to the pleasure, which only triggered Peter and Ted. Lynn clearly liked the taste of Ted's cum, and she milked him for every drop, licking him as she cupped his balls, stroking his last drops onto her outstretched tongue. Peter stroked into her until he went soft, then they kissed as Ted climbed out to grab a beer. Henry whispered to me a plan, which was sheer genius.  

Henry propped up some pillows, laying Lynn on them in an upright but reclining position. He knelt on the bed, feeding her his huge dick, as I knelt between her legs, liberally licking her clit, with long strokes. When Henry was baseball bat hard, I laid down on the bed, pulling Lynn on top of me. Her seam gushed fluid on my face, Ted & Peter's cum.

Lynn's mouth closed around my half hard cock, as Henry stuffed his nightstick into her sweet snatch. His heavy balls bounced on the top of my head, so Henry quickly stopped taking hard strokes, switching to long, slow strokes. It drove Lynn crazy. She came, over and over again, intensely, beyond what I thought she could endure. She loved every moment of it, and it lasted for over an hour. I came twice in her mouth, which only increased the frequency of her climaxes for a few moments. I could hear Henry puffing up above, and when he finally started pounding his balls into my head I got the message that he was going to cum very soon. I pulled out of Lynn's hot mouth, sliding out the side as Lynn collapsed, tits buried in the bed, ass in the air, as Henry pounded into her deeply, bashing her buns with his hips, holding her hips as she moaned. They came together, and Henry crawled outside to goto sleep under a_ tree. I knelt behind Lynn, filling her with my hard cock, her cunt full of scalding hot sperm, still quivering from another man being inside her, fucking her. Peter came up and fed her his hard cock, which she turned her head to the side to suck. She was still tits down, ass up, eyes closed, completely lost in the pleasure beyond any she had ever known. Peter and I took turns with her, each cumming twice, which took quite a while. It was mid afternoon by the time we quit. Lynn kicked us out while she took a quick sponge bath, and started in cooking dinner.

Dinner, the final meal of the day, was fabulous. Chicken L'orange, corn on the cob, green beans, hot bread sticks, great food. Lynn was very open, touching and kissing everyone, enjoying all the attention given to her big breasts, like foreplay with four guys at once. The best thing about the meal was dessert, which was Lynn, of course. She took care us exactly the same way she did the first night. I was exhausted, but Lynn came so hard she feel asleep, snoring with my cock still in her mouth.

The next day was a warm one, and there was no more hunting to do, so Henry suggested a picnic. We took a blanket out into the woods, near the limits of our campsite. Lynn's nipples were stiff from the cool breeze, which led to two different mouths helping to warm them up. Peter started kissing her, and I climbed between her legs. Lynn was already wet, even though she had taken her sponge bath early.

All the attention, the natural setting, Lynn loved it and she was really responding. We took turns laying under Lynn, two of us sucking on her breasts as one of us filled her hot snatch, the other her hot mouth. We all had to be very tender, since Lynn had been taking us all on for two days now. Since we had all been gentle from the beginning, she wasn't hurting, just tender. That only served to draw things out, so that we screwed her all afternoon. As always, Lynn responded the best to Myself and Henry.

That night, dinner was late. Lynn still outdid herself. BBQ beef ribs, tater tots, mixed veggies, shots of Tequila, and biscuits. Lynn got really loose, and pulled Ted and Peter over to the bed. She rummaged in her train case for a minute, then pulled out a jar of Vaseline. My attention immediately doubled, as my cock went from hard to diamond splitting hard. Lynn greased up Ted, bending over the bed, as he slipped his cock in her ass. Deciding that she liked it, she laid him down on the bed, slid herself down him, both of them face up, until he was inside her ass again. Spreading her legs wide, she pulled Peter between them. Henry walked over, and Lynn turned her head to the side to suck him. She had mastered her sword swallowing skills, and could get him seriously into her throat, but the position just wasn't right for it. Ted didn't last very long, and Lynn had everyone get up. 

She greased up my fully erect prick, laid me down on the bed, held me as she guided me into her asshole. Henry came next, splitting her open with his beaver cleaver. Peter filled her mouth, as Ted snored loudly over on the bed made from the dining table. It was blood boiling hot inside her tight ass. I came quickly, but her spasms kept me hard, just as Henry's huge cock rubbed us both. I could feel Lynn in almost continual orgasm, her back arched, and I just had to play with her tits. My fingertips flicking her nipples simple drove her over the edge. From that point onward, Lynn could only growl, slurp, and moan, until we all erupted inside her in a nearly simultaneous climax. She gulped down Peter's sperm, spasmed around Henry's & my cock's, wriggling and writhing like a tasty fish harpooned by three large spears. I went off to clean myself off, and came back to find Henry already asleep in the top bunk, Peter asleep next to Ted, and Lynn, lewdly spread, arms wide open, snoring at the top of her lungs. I crawled in next to her, nuzzling her breasts, and was asleep before I heard her third heartbeat.

The next morning, we broke camp. It was time to drive back. It was strange to see Lynn in clothes again. Everyone acted very sweetly toward her, but kept their distance, no more grab ass or feeling her up. We talked, we sang, we rejoiced our good luck, we checked our tag with the ranger, we filled up with gas, and we drove home.

During the holidays, Ted & Stephanie, Peter & Laura, Joy and Henry joined us for a party. Ted came up with an idea: in the spring, a fishing trip to his family's cabin, just like the hunting trip in the fall. Lynn immediately volunteered, far too eagerly, saying "I'll go. I already know what to do. I'd love it." with a gleam in her eye. 

Joy said "Not so fast, honey. I'm next. Then Laura, then Stephanie." 

Lynn was livid, saying "Hey, Joy, that makes it another whole damn year before I get to go!". 

Joy replied "Well Lynn, you've already gone. For whatever reason I can't guess, you want to do it again, so it can't be all that bad." 

Lynn begged "Wild horses couldn't drag me away. Why don't we both go?" 

Joy was instantly curious, "Uh-Uh. You did it alone, I'll do it alone. What's the big secret?" 

Ted jumped in, saying "Joy, you have to agree in advance, just like Lynn did, to obey all the special rules. If you fail, then we will just have to make Lynn our sole camp cook from now on." 


The Hunting Trip



Joy brightened, saying "You're on! I'll do better than Lynn any day!" All the wives pestered Lynn for details, but she was quiet.

Joy went with us, told by Henry of all the details. He had been teasing her while they made love, just as Lynn had been tormenting me. Joy's tits were even bigger than Lynn's, with huge aureoles. Her long blond hair was fun to wrap around her stiff nipples. She had a thick nest of blond fur, with two very thick, very wet, and very eager pussy lips. From the drive up to the cabin she begged us to fuck her. "After Henry told me, I needed several playtimes in bed to get my head around it. Then I couldn't get the images of taking on four men all at once out of my head! I'm just amazed how well Lynn handled it!" Joy said hotly.

"If the truth be told, she did it in the beginning just because she had given her word. When Peter told Ted 'Enough!' she thought he was barking at her! When I didn't object, she just told herself that was the price she had to pay for agreeing when she didn't know what she was agreeing

to, with a promise, her word. Her pride turned into lust, when she found out how hot it really was." I said to Joy in explanation.

"The same with me" 'Joy said, "I'm just cream cheese between my legs right now. My panties are mush! I'm so hot I can hardly breathe! I want you all to fuck me, screw me, bugger me, eat me, make me suck you, in any combination you want, all week long!"

We took her up on her offer, giving her the same treatment we had Lynn, then taking her down to the boat, keeping her under a blanket, and having her fuck and suck all day long. We drank cool beers, fucking a hot woman all day and night. She was wet, looser than Lynn, and could take us all week long without getting sore.

Laura and Stephanie refused to go by themselves, So they both went that fall and the next spring. We had never seen two women share themselves with four men, and each other before. They were eager to share themselves with Joy and Lynn, and the rumors of hot threesomes started to swirl after we got back.

Lynn is taking us camping this week. The memories of my hot wife on that first trip keep me stiff when I need to be. Joy is keeping Laura and Stephanie company during their week long slumber party. They are all our campfire girls now, tending the flames of our desires. But for me, the first, the hottest, and the best, is Lynn.



The Hunting Trip



It was a particularly cold day, in the middle of November. I borrowing a friend's cabin for 2 weeks, wanting to get everything setup before hunting season began. I went to the cabin, and noticed a few things were out of repair. This year was special, this year elk and deer season overlapped. As long as you had tags for both you could hunt either one, but could only harvest one or the other. This was PERFECT, as whenever I went deer hunting I only saw elk, and vice versa. So I'd never come home with anything. 

I had driven up the highway about 17 miles to this little store on the side of the highway, to get some supplies. They sold mostly what you would expect to find at a convenience store, but they sold a little bit of everything else. They had a few rifles, a few shotguns, and a small selection of handguns. Mostly large caliber hunting handguns, but some were obviously meant for easy carry in defense of very large and very resilient predators like bears, of which there was no shortage in these parts. Thankfully I already had this part covered. They had a box or two of ammo for everything they sold and then some, so as to provide a service for hunters. They also had various other supplies, that could be useful, in case you found yourself bored, or forgetting something at home.

I grabbed enough food for a week, and a few other items. I walked up to the counter, and noticed standing at the other then facing the other direction, was a woman, about 5'6" or so, with long slightly curly red hair that came almost to her ass. She wasn't big by any means, but was rather curvy to say the least, and then there was her ass. It was absolutely spectacular. I wouldn't describe her pants as slacks, but they weren't jeans or sweatpants either. You could however still see that they didn't support or shape her ass in any way. It was there, two perfectly sized globes of firmness. Then I noticed her start turning around, and could see that she was VERY slim, despite her nice wide and full hips. I forced myself to look up to her face, of course taking a few glances to check out the rest of her body on my way back up. Her breasts were about average, in size, and her face, it was absolutely amazing. Her eyebrows and eyelashes were the same color as the hair on her head, which meant it wasn't a dye job, and also meant that the hair in other places(if any) would be the same lovely shade of red. Surprisingly for a redhead she had no freckles anywhere to be found, and she wasn't wearing any makeup either.

"How are you doing today?" She asked in the most beautiful sexy voice I had ever heard. It was like one of God's own angels was asking me.

"Oh just admiring the scenery," I said with a smile on my face.

"Oh really? Would that be the scenery outside or in here?"

She must have seen my cheeks flush a little, because she smiled very big. She had a beautiful smile. She didn't have those huge collagen filled pouting lips like you see on the supermodels(although her face EASILY matched their beauty and she was doing it naturally), but rather they were of normal thickness, and just the right width on her face. "Well a bit of both I guess," I said honestly.

"Well I'm very glad to be of service, what can I get for you darling?"

"Just this stuff, and an extra box of Remington .308 Core Lokt if you have it?"

"We sure do, just one box?"

"Yeah I just need to make sure my rifle is still sighted in, and I only have 4 rounds with me, I forgot to pack the rest."

"Well lucky for me."

"Really? Now is that lucky because of the profit, or lucky because, it's me?"

She leaned over the counter towards me as she set the box of ammo in front of me, letting her shirt fall open, so I got a great view of her creamy breasts through her see through bra. She must have noticed my glance because she too glanced down for a moment, then smiled again, and leaned to within 4 inches of my face. "Well, I suppose that is open to interpretation, but I will leave it to your imagination."

Now she was just being ornery, but that's ok, I liked that, and felt myself getting a bit excited. I smiled back, "well my imagination does work.......very well," I said as I made a quick glance down her shirt again.

"Glad to hear that, I hope you make use of it tonight." She smiled ear to ear, "So that will be 67 dollars and 23 cents total."

I handed her a hundred, and she gave me my change. "Thanks," I said, I best get this rifle sighted in before sundown, season starts tomorrow. Have a great night."

"Thanks, but it's going to be a cold night for me, but I bet it will be warmer for you," she said as she gave me a wink.

What an ornery lady, I thought, she had to know what she was doing. She was trying to hint that I should masturbate tonight, thinking of her. At least I THINK that's what she was hinting at. Or HOPED she was hinting at, even though I didn't hold out any fantasies.

I found a nice spot on the way back to the cabin to jump out and sight in my rifle, it was far enough away where I wouldn't scare any animals, and there was a nice backdrop so no strays would go flying. The first shot I realized I hadn't needed to buy the extra box, as the rifle was sighted in perfectly. Still, better to make sure it's on the money, instead of risking, wounding an animal and having it die a slow and painful death.

I woke up early the next morning, remembering how that stunning lady, had entered my dreams all night long, and hadn't even noticed that I had a raging hard on, and was stroking myself, without thinking. I was about to stop, when the memory of the dream popped into my head of her sliding her pussy up and down my length popped into my head, and I knew there was no way I could go hunting like this. So I spent the next 10 minutes finishing the job, while she danced around in my head.

A quick shower, some cover scent, and I was off. I had only walked for about an hour and a half, and the sun was starting to rise up, and there it was. The most amazing sight I'd ever seen. I had just stumbled upon an opening in the woods that lead into a huge clearing, and stopped dead in my tracks. There must have been a good 50 elk. Mostly cows, but there were about 3 bulls. They were all three enormous, but all the bulls were too far out. I could have made the shot, but I didn't think it was too sporting, after all the sport was called hunting not Olympic target shooting. I turned and walked back the way I had came about 30 yards, and then pulled out my GPS and my map. I wanted to make sure that I wasn't on private property or worse yet, a game preserve. Nope, everything checked out, this was public hunting land. I got down on my hands and knees, rifle in hand, and chambered a round as slowly and quietly as I could, and made sure the safety was off, as I didn't want to spook any of them. I made my way back to the clearing and slowly as possible. I decided to lay low and just watch from behind a fallen tree. I leaned my rifle against the tree, and just watched through my field glasses.

I noticed the largest bull, being very aggressive, and whenever he noticed a cow that was not part of his harem, he quickly rounded her up and made her part. He had mounted several of the cows, not giving any of the other bulls a chance, but none of them would challenge him. A bull this aggressive, might easily be coaxed out with a call. So I grabbed my cow mating call, and turned my head and aimed the call behind me and made a quick couple of bleats and the largest bull spooked a little but didn't run. He kept his eye in my direction, as he began to walk away from me. DAMN he was smart. They don't get to be that big without being smart, but I was hoping his desire and aggressiveness would overcome his intelligence. Then his gaze changed direction to where the other three bulls had been, and found they were now walking in my direction. He let out a loud snort, and charged after them, and they all three reversed direction away from me, and he followed. Then he started making his way towards me. He was going to be damned if he was going to let any of those other bulls have the cow out here.

I slowly lifted my rifle and aimed at him, but he wasn't close enough. As he got closer, I didn't have a chance to get him in the crosshairs, as if I moved now, he would see me for sure, and then bolt. Then it happened. One of the other bulls made a challenge call, and he stopped and turned his head around to face them. This was it, this was my chance, I had a PERFECT shot, I lifted my rifle the rest of the way, held my breath, got him in the crosshairs and squeezed the trigger. A huge crack thundered through the air, and the entire herd, but him, ran. He just stood there for what seemed like eternity, but was really only a moment. I wasn't sure I had even hit him at first. Then all at once, he crumpled to the ground., and didn't move. Usually they try to get up and run, and I wasn't taking any chances on getting stuck with that rack. I walked slowly out towards him, but he never moved. As I got up closer to him I realized he was dead. I had made a perfect shot, clean kill, he didn't linger on, no suffering. Good. Not only was it cruel, but the adrenaline from running or distress, tainted the meat, and made it taste bad. I field dressed him, and took him back to the cabin. I quartered him, and packed him up tight, in the back of my truck(after taking pictures of course), safe from scavengers. 

Then I realized, my entire hunting trip, has more or less gone to waste. I got a HUGE animal on my first day out. I couldn't hunt anymore, and surely wasn't going to sit in my cabin for a week and a half with nothing to do, or nobody to share the time with. So I jumped in the shower, changed out of my bloody clothes, and headed down the highway to the store. I figured I would get something out of the hot case, as I didn't feel like cooking anything, after just killing something. I walked in, and for the second time was greeted by that incredible ass, but this time it was in jeans. Jeans that while not really super tight, hugged every curve, and really showed it off, and I felt a twitch in my crotch.

She turned around, and when she saw me, she got this rather evil looking grin on her face. "Hey there, giving up already?"

"Well sort of, never before have I ever managed, to find the animal I was hunting for, but this year, when I can hunt both at the same time, and plan a 2 week trip, I get one less then 4 hours into opening day. I'm not going to spend a week and a half in the cabin alone, so I'm going to pack it up and head out in the morning."

"Well at least you got something, but it's too bad, you're leaving so soon. I always run across animals, every year, but have never hunted before, so I figured I'd go this year. I'm not so sure I'll get anything, as I live about 20 miles up the highway in town, and it's a long drive out here."

"Why not just rent a cabin for a week?"

"I don't have that kind of money, I work as a cashier in an out of the way little store, that does 90% of it's business in hunting season. The owner is being kind enough to let me use one of his rifles though."

"Well shit, tell you what, why don't you give me a couple of those hotdogs in the case, and I have an idea that might work out for you."

"Sure thing, but if you're thinking of having me stay with you, then you can think again."

"No no, not quite, I'm not a pig, I'm leaving in the morning, but I've got the cabin for another week and a half. Here's the directions, why don't you come out in the morning, I'm going to be getting up at about 7:00, and leaving around 10:00, if you show up sometime before I leave, I'll let you have the cabin for the rest of the season, and I'll head home."

"Really? You'd do that? You aren't asking for sex?"

"NO!!!! Why would I do that? That's just stupid."

"Most of the guys who have offered something similar around here, have always wanted sex in return."

"Well that's not me, it's not my style, if I wanted to pay for it, I'd find a hooker."

"Well good, I'm a virgin anyway."

"Yeah right."

"What you think I'm a slut?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

A grin crept across her face, "so then, just what DID you mean? Hrm?"

"Only that a woman as beautiful as you, has to get offers all the time, there had to be at least one you were attracted to enough."

"Well that may or may not be true, and even though I'm 26, my father has made sure I couldn't get married, have a boyfriend, nothing, my entire life, but he passed on about 6 months, and there hasn't been anyone coming into my life worth a damn. There was one guy, but he ended up getting married I found out."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Anyway, the offer stands, if you want it."

"I'll think about it, thank you."

"Well I'll keep an eye out for you, go ahead and keep the change, and have a good night."

Back at the cabin, I still couldn't believe she was a virgin, a woman that beautiful. I drifted off to sleep. I started dreaming about that lovely girl at the store. Then I was awoken by a shot. I grabbed my pistol, from under the bed, and got up quietly, and edged along the wall to the window, and peered out from behind the curtain. The shot was close. VERY close. I couldn't see anybody though. Then I heard a triumphant scream, of a first time hunter, getting his first animal, except, this was a different scream. It wasn't a hunter getting his first animal, it was a hunter getting HER first animal.

A few moments later, I heard a knock at the door. I opened it up, and there she was, dressed up in thick warm clothes. Despite all the thick clothing, it still didn't hide her body. Not even her tits, which despite their not large size, still shoved right through that huge thick coat she was wearing. "Uh come in please, great to see you and all, and glad you got something, but it's 5 in the morning, I was going to be in bed for another 2 hours."

"I know, and I'm sorry, I was just planning on parking up here, and leaving a note, while I went out for awhile, but I heard this noise, and walked through over there, and saw a deer, so well I shot it."

"I guess you need some help getting it back here?"

"That would be nice, if you would, please?"

"Yeah hold on a sec, let me get some clothes on."

"Great."

I went into the bathroom with some clothes and got dressed. When I got back out, she was sitting on the bed waiting patiently.

"Comfy bed."

"Yup sure is, guess you won't be needing it now though."

"Guess not, but it's still nice."

I followed her into the woods with my game kit, and helped her bring her quarry back, and pack it up. "Well I'm going to take a quick shower, I don't like to sit around in bloody clothes. You are welcome to wait until I'm done, and take one yourself."

"Thanks, I'd like to get out of these clothes too. I'll even fix you breakfast for helping me."

"Um ok great, let me start the shower, and get a robe on, and I'll show you where the food is."

"Ok great."

I walked into the bathroom and started the shower, then undressed all the way down, and slipped my robe on. I walked about out, ready to show her where the food was, but I didn't see her. "Hello?"

"Actually I figured, that the water wouldn't last too long up here, and I wanted a hot shower, so I decided not to take a shower after you, anyway," the voice from behind me said. I turned around, just in time to hear her say something else, "I decided to take a shower WITH you."

I was totally stunned, she was standing there, completely naked before me. Head to toe. Far more stunning then I had imagined. Her breasts were small but very full, and didn't need a bra. Her nipples were large, and a light pink. Her areola a little bit darker pink, and fairly small. I drew my eyes down her flat stomach, to her thatch of red hair between her legs.

"Relax your hormones, this isn't sexual. It's totally practical. Well mostly. It is totally practical, but I have never seen a naked man before up close, before, and this will be the perfect chance, so when the time comes I know what to expect."

"Uh, ok I guess, but it's going to be hard um to not you know, seeing you there, as sexy as you are, not to......."

"Get hard? I know, I kind of figured that, but at least I will have an idea of their real size."

"Well you know the are all diff........Oh hell, come on, lets get in there before the hot water runs out."

"You first."

I dropped my robe, letting my exposed pecker out into the steamy air of the bathroom, and then stepped in. I turned and held out my hand to assist her into the shower. As I watched the hot water pour down her hair, making it a darker red, and then down her perfect body, making it glisten, my dick started to grow, and she looked down and noticed it. 

"Damn," she said, "it's growing."

"Well what do you expect?"

"I thought there had to be, you know actual physical contact."

"Nope, not usually, especially with someone like you."

"You mind if I feel it grow in my hand?"

"Hell no I don't care, but you better hurry, before it's all the way hard."

With that she reached out and wrapped her fingers around me shaft, which made me grow to full hardness in a matter of seconds. "Wow that's pretty cool feeling," she said as she let go of me. "Now lets hurry up and wash, and then we can eat."

We quickly washed, and toweled off.

"Looks like we left our clothes in other room, since we've seen each other naked, there's no need to be all shy, and get dressed privately."

"No I guess not." She then strode out of the bathroom, and I quickly followed, so I could take a look at her ass bare, it was absolutely lovely. Perfectly smooth and creamy flesh, just like her breasts. She sat down on the bed, "look before we say anything else, I think we've already gone too far in seeing each other naked."

"Well it was your idea."

"No I know that, but what I mean is, we don't even know each others names, we should have introduced ourselves first."

"Oh hah, I guess so, well my name is William."

"Glad to meet you William, my name is Kelly."

"Well now that we have been properly introduced, it seems weird, but perhaps we should get dressed? It's kinda of backwards order, we should introduce ourselves BEFORE we get naked not after."

"HAHAHA, yeah, uh I notice that you are still hard."

"Yes I am, but then I do have something very beautiful to look at."

Her entire body flushed red, not just her cheeks. "Well thank you, William. I have an idea for breakfast."

"Shouldn't we get dressed first?"

"Well we've been here naked all this time, what's the hurry, expecting someone?"

"Well you do have a good point. I wasn't expecting anyone but you, and you showed up early."

"Exactly, and I would really like to check out this bed, and I'm sure you'd like to finish off your couple of hours. I sleep naked anyway."

"You want me to lay next to you, in that bed naked, and sleep?"

"Why not? It's not sexual, the act of sleeping is it?"

"Well no, but with a woman next to me, in my sleep, I may end up holding you, and feeling you and it being sexual. Besides, something to eat first would help."

"Well a man can't be responsible for what he does in his sleep."

"True."

"Now as for breakfast, how about... Furburger?"

"WHAT?"

"You don't like pussy?"

"I thought you said nothing sexual?"

"I lied," Kelly said, as she laid back on the bed and spread her legs. She had the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. It wasn't that dark like most, but was the same very light pink as her nipples. Not just inside, but all of her pussy. Even the edges of her labia were a light pink. Glistening with a mixture of water from the shower, and pussy juice. It was obvious she had been turned on. Lying like she did about the sex, I figured she must be lying about the virgin part too. Especially, since she was being this aggressive, she must have just liked to tease before giving it up.




The Hunting Trip



I knelt between Kelly's legs, and dipped my head down, and touched my tongue to her pussy, she instantly went into a huge orgasm. "Doesn't take much for you does it?"

"I told you I was a virgin, I've never had anybody touch me down there, I've never even masturbated."

I slipped a finger into her pussy, sending her into another orgasm, and felt her hymen, there is was extremely tight around my finger and completely intact. "Shit you really ARE a virgin."

"Yes, I wasn't lying, I even meant the nothing sexual part, until I saw you naked. I mean I considered it, of course after you being so nice, but seeing you naked in front of me, just made something happen to me, gave me feelings I had never felt before, and I found myself extremely turned on and horny. I wanted you inside of me. Then when I said nothing sexual, and you didn't try anything, even when I held your dick, then I made the decision, that I wanted you to take my virginity."

I didn't say another word, I just smiled, and snuggled my face between her legs as I hugged them. I then reached out with my tongue and began licking her pussy again. This sent her into repeated orgasms, as I licked all around her labia, and her clit. I even slipped my tongue inside her pussy, and sucked on her clit, which really sent her over the edge.

"Ok William, I've never had an orgasm before, that was incredible, but I think it's time I lose my virginity."

I crawled slowly up between her legs, kissing her stomach and body all the way up, stopping for a few moments to suck on her nipples, which sent her over the edge yet again. I then rubbed the head of my dick up and down between her pussy her soft, moist and clingy pussy lips, and then slipped the head in and she gasped, and then moaned. I pressed forward a little harder, and she yelped. "Are you ok? Do you want me to stop?"

"I'm ok, it just hurt, I knew it would hurt a little, but wasn't prepared for it. Please keep going, but be slow. Please."

"Of course." I slowly increased my pressure, and then she winced in pain, and pushed at my hips. I pulled out, "you sure you're ok Kelly?"

Kelly began to cry, "No I'm not ok."

"It's ok hon, we don't have to go through with it, I understand you wanting to wait."

"No I don't want to wait, I want to lose my virginity, and I want it to be with someone like you, you are nice, and you are being gentle, but I'm afraid anyone else will just shove it in and not care. It just hurts so bad, and I don't know if I can deal with it."

"Here I have an idea." I laid down on my back, and dragged Kelly on top of me, and I began to kiss her, and she instinctively started moving her hips up and down, running her pussy along the length of my shaft. "With you on top, you have total control, and can go as fast or as slow as you want."

"Thank you, I think this will work better," she said as she lifted up, grabbed my dick and guided the head to the entrance of her never before touched pussy."

"Look I know you're a virgin, and while I'm clean, I'm sure you don't want to get pregnant, I have condoms."

"No it's ok, I can pull it out before you cum, and finish it off with my hand."

"That's no guarantee."

"I know, but I don't want a piece of rubber, in between my first time. Maybe if we have sex again later, but not now, it's a risk I'm willing to take. I can pull out don't worry."

"Ok you're the one here doing it for the first time, you're the boss. This first one here is all about you."

Kelly slid the head of my dick into her pussy, and I felt it stop again. She started pressing down harder. Then she winced in pain, and let up on the pressure again. Her hymen was extremely strong. At the age of 26 though I don't doubt it. Especially with hips like that, she's definitely a strong woman.

"Hey Kelly, I have an idea. When you start putting pressure down again I'll finger your pussy, and maybe an orgasm, will ease the pain enough."

"OK, but if you are going to do that, I'm going to push down even harder, just tell me if I am hurting you."

"Don't worry if you hurt me, I'll get over it, you just get it inside of you if that's what you want."

Kelly started putting pressure on her hymen again, a lot more then she did before, and I could feel it starting to give slowly. I saw the look of pain on her face, and quickly licked my fingers, and reach out and touched her clit, she immediately went into orgasm, and I felt her hymen break as she slid all the way down my down my dick until I felt her pussy lips wrapped around the base of my cock. She screamed in pain, but at the same time came harder then I thought was possible. "OH JESUS CHRIST, that feels WONDERFUL. I never imagined what it would feel like to be so completely filled up like this, to have something this thick buried 7 inches into my body. I mean I've heard how big they are, and yours is a bit longer, but lets face it, combining it with the thickness you have a huge cock."

"It doesn't hurt?"

"Yes it hurts like hell, but it feels so much better then it hurts." Kelly ground her pussy onto my, and her clit into my body, making herself have another orgasm, before she began to slide up and down the length of my dick. Her pussy was so incredibly tight, I'd never felt anything like it. I knew I wasn't going to last. I'd only had my hand in the last 3 months. 

Kelly had orgasm after orgasm. "Kelly hon, I know it would be nice for this first time to go on forever, but you are going to need to get ready to pull out, I'm going to cum soon."

"I don't care," she moaned as she kept sliding up and down my cock, "we will worry about pulling out or condoms or whatever next time, this is my first time and I want the full experience, I want to feel you cum inside of me." She then brought my hands to her breasts, and then leaned down to offer her nipples into my mouth.

I began sucking furiously, and when I pulled back, she leaned over, and crushed her mouth against mine, and our tongues intertwined. This was enough to send me over the edge, and I shot load after load of hot cum into her pussy. She screamed how hot it was, and began fucking me furiously, and she broke into her most explosive orgasm so far. Moments after I had finished dumping cum into her for about 30 seconds, she collapsed on top of me, and kissed me slow and deep.

"William, that was the most incredible thing I have ever felt in my lift. I could almost marry you."

"You're telling me, you have the tightest pussy I have ever felt in my life, and it's not just because you are a virgin."

She smiled big, "you mean I WAS a virgin. You just finally turned me into a woman."

"Ok, but it's not just because you were a virgin, I've had sex with 3 others, and none of them were as tight as you. Your pussy also feels better then any other woman's I've ever been with."

"MMM Glad to know, I'm so well liked. I think we can manage to find something to do for a week and a half in this cabin don't you?"

"Oh I think so."

"I've heard men like it when women swallow."

"Yes we do."

"Well I realize it's not quite the same, but I'm willing to see if I like it first." 

Kelly then slid down my body and took my cock into her mouth, which was still squeezing out droplets of cum, and she licked every drop from the head, and even sucked my dick clean of both of our juices. 

"You actually taste pretty good. To be honest, so do I. You are a bit salty, but I'm sweet, almost like well I can't describe it."

"Yes you do taste good. You have the best tasting pussy too."

For the rest of the week, with the exception of bathroom, food, and showers, spent all of our time in bed. We made love all day long. I've never came so much in my life. She never did pull out, and insisted that we never use condoms. With the exception of the three times she gave me a blowjob, she insisted that every drop of cum fill her pussy. It was the most amazing time I'd ever had in my life, and I was falling in love. Not only was she sexually amazing. Not only did she have a perfect body, in fact her pussy remained just as tight every time. Not just when I entered her, but the entire time I was inside of her(which was most of the time, we even fell asleep with me inside of her usually), her body was simply amazing. She also had one of the greatest personalities I've ever seen.

The night before, we were to leave the cabin, was our best ever. It was the only other time my cum didn't go into her pussy. It still did all night, except once. She insisted we try anal. She enjoyed it, but not nearly as much as having me fill her pussy up. The sex was so powerful this last night, that I slept harder and longer then I had in months. When I woke up, it was because I didn't feel her next to me. I expected her to be in the bathroom, taking a shower. I figured I'd surprise her with one more, morning round, before we packed up and left, but she wasn't there. She was nowhere. 

I looked out the window to see the truck she was driving was gone. I figured maybe she had headed to the store to get something and would be back, then I spotted something under my windshield wiper. It looked like a plastic bag. I retrieved it and sure enough that is what it was. However inside of it was an envelope. I walked inside and sat down before I opened it.

My Dearest William: I know that this is a very shitty way to say goodbye, and for that I apologize, but there is no way I could ever say this face to face, and see your pain. It has become very apparent, that you were or are falling in love with me. I'm sharing some of those same feelings. The reason I made you cum inside of me nearly every time, is the main reason we spent the week together. I needed your seed. You can't grow a flower with it, right? I'm sure you dumped enough into me, to ensure my pregnancy. I was lucky, and I was at my most fertile this week. This was the thing I really needed from you. 

I thank you not only for that, but for your kindness, and your gentleness, and that is why I chose you. Please William, I will understand if you are angry, but please don't be mad. I meant everything I said to you. About being a virgin, about when and why I chose you. When you didn't try anything after I grabbed your dick in the shower, I knew you were the one. Everything I said to you was the truth.

I give you my word, I didn't steal anything from you. I thank you for the most wonderful time I've ever had in my life, and I know that nothing else in my life will ever compare. The sex was so wonderful, that I know nobody could ever live up to it, so you will probably be the only man that has ever and will ever have been inside of me.

The one thing I didn't expect though, was to fall in love with you. Seeing that you did the same thing, there is no way I could have said this to you in person. I didn't want to see the pain in your eyes. I didn't want to see the pain it would cause you, to the see pain in mine as I said it. So I write this letter. I didn't even go to work this morning, I am leaving a note on the door saying I quit. I didn't tell them where I was going. By the time you read this, I will be a couple hundred miles away. I'm sorry that I can't tell you where I am going. Maybe someday we will see each other again, and you will be able to see a child that is yours. I hope that if that ever happens, that we can do again what we did this week together. 

I did write down your address and everything, so I can keep tabs on you. I promise to tell your child what kind of good man you are. Also if anything should ever happen to me, he or she will come to stay with you.

Once again, William, thank you, for more then you know.

Love Kelly. 



The Hunting Trip



The cool wind drifted around Zindrafel as she strode into camp. There would be rain later if her nose was correct, and it usually was. She crossed the dusty ground, not caring who she kicked dust over, heading straight to the central camp fire. She had a young deer draped over her shoulder, testament to her hunting skills, hers and Wolf's anyway. The animal strode along by her side, the look of pride in his eyes verged on unbelievable. It wasn't the biggest animal they'd ever taken, it verged on scrawny even but for the time of year, it was a bounty fit for many.

"Hey Alistair." The young paladin was sat at the fire, poking it with a stick to keep it burning. He wore his thick gambeson and chain over it but his heavy armour was stashed away elsewhere. He looked up at her then, his amber eyes smiling.

"Good afternoon my Lady." He said.

"You want to give me a hand with this?" she asked, indicating the deer on her back.

"Of course." He replied. He dropped the stick into the kindling and rushed over. "Let me take that." Wolf growled low as he took the kill from her but Zindrafel hushed him with her hand. They walked away from the fire and the warmth and over to the edge of the camp reserved for such purposes as this. Zindrafel produced her skinning knife and motioned for Alistair to drop the carcass. She plunged the knife in and began sheering the pelt from the body.

"I'll make you a warm cloak if you like." She said.

"I have one thank you."

"That? That won't be enough when the winter comes you know. It's going to be a rough one this year, I can feel it coming already and it's only just kissing autumn." She said as she worked.

"Don't you need one yourself?" he asked, "I wouldn't want to take something as lovely as this pelt away from you."

"Alistair. I have enough furs and cloaks to last me a lifetime of winters, you Wardens are short of supplies and I don't want you to freeze out here." She said, "Take it for what it is." 

"Then I thank you once again." He said, "Can I do anything to help?"

"Sure, start cutting this into decent size bits so we can use some and store some. It cures well so we can use it in the slow months." She said handing him the legs she'd already sliced off. "I'm going to gut this now, might want to hold your nose, it's going to stink." He nodded and moved off to the side while she sliced the belly of the deer open. Wolf next to her yipped as she pulled the inedible bits out and handed them to him, he made quick work of them. Once done, she began hacking up the deer into cuts, just as Alistair was doing with the legs.

"How can you do it so quickly?" he asked.

"Out there a kill like this will attract all sorts of predators, you have to do it quick or risk getting eaten by a mountain lion, or worse." She replied. 

"Makes sense." He nodded, she handed him some of the cuts and hoisted the rest into her arms.

"You can go and find a stew pot to stick those legs in if you like. I'll get this hung and curing and then join you back at the fire if you like." She said.

"Of course." He said, she watched him head off back in the direction of the other fires. She took a moment before heading to the cabin where the meat was hung.



Half an hour later she was sat next to Alistair, poking the fire with a stick, it burned high and strong, warming her face. "Would you take me with you next time?" he asked.

"Huh?"

"Will you show me how to hunt in the forest?"

Zindrafel turned to look at the young man sat beside her. His strawberry blond hair was cropped close to his head but stuck up in an endearing way. His eyes betrayed all the eagerness to learn of a young puppy. The angles of his face were pleasing to her eye and she couldn't help smile back at his open enthusiasm. "How could I say no?" she said. "I want to spend a night in camp though before heading out again." 

"So we can leave tomorrow some time?"

"Not too early. We'll have to sort your equipment out as well, there is no way you can come into the forests with me dressed in all that metal." She said, "Everything edible will hear you coming a mile away and we won't catch anything at all. How good are you with a bow?" she asked

He pushed a large hand through his hair in an attempt to flatten it down, it stuck straight back up again and he flicked his gaze into the fire, "I'm not brilliant but I can hit a barn door for fifty paces."

"Well, that's a good start." She said, "Leather armour at the most, none of this chainmail, what else... Bring a blanket and standard kit; we'll be sorted with that. Do you have permission to go off with me like this? Won't Wynne worry about you?"

"She worries about us all, I'll let her know I'm going and we'll be fine." He said.

"Good. Be a good idea to get an early night tonight then. We'll be walking a long way tomorrow." She said arising.

"Are you turning in now?" he asked. A smirk crept across her face.

"Why were you planning on joining me?" she asked raising one of her delicate eyebrows.

"I... Uh... I..." He rubbed the back of his neck with the palm of his hand as he stammered and looked at the floor.

"I'm messing with you Alistair." She said with a sigh, "Don't fret." She gave him a reassuring smile before turning and leaving him by the fire.



Despite what she'd said the previous evening, they left early, before most of the camp was up. The morning has sent in a thick mist that dampened all sound they made as they passed through the dense trees. Zindrafel decided to take Alistair up into the higher part of the forest, it meant they'd be gone for a good few days but the game was always better up there. The mist would clear as well, giving them a clearer view of the surrounding area, always useful in a hunt. At the moment though, they tramped along one of the clearer game trails, it was going to be a lengthy trek.

Wolf loped out in front of her, Alistair behind. She carried a small pack of supplies with her, nothing but some dried meat for chewing, some hard bread and some cheese. It would go well with the berries and roots they'd find on the way. It would be a good challenge for Alistair to see if he knew what was edible and what was poisonous.

"How long will we be out here?" he asked behind her.

"A few days." She replied, "There's better hunting further afield and it's nice to have some company for a change, may as well make the trip worth it. You never, know, you may even learn something." She said, a laugh escaping her lips.

"Are you making fun of me?"

"Of course not." She said, "It's a good opportunity for the both of us."

"How come?"

She rolled her eyes but bit back a sigh, she didn't want to belittle his inexperience too much, she didn't want to spend the entire trip with him sulking with her, "You get to pick up some trail skills and I get your company."

"How is that a fair trade?" he asked, stepping over one of the bigger puddles of mud they'd encountered." Wolf chose that moment to bark as he came loping back towards them. ZIndrafel stopped where she was and put her hand out, motioning for Alistair to stop too. Wolf padded over to her and circled around her before finally sitting and panting. He cocked his head to one side and seemed to smile at her.

"Enough of that, get going." She snapped. The animal snorted before striding off once more.

"What was all that about?"

"He does it to be funny sometimes." She replied, pushing her long dark hair out of her face, "Ignore him, we need to get moving."

It took them nearly all day to clear the mist, when they did, the sun shone brightly, making Zindrafel feel warm for the first time in what seemed like months. The ground sloped gently upwards and she continued to lead Alistair into the sunlight. It was just clipping the horizon when they reached the clearing she'd been aiming for. "We'll stop here tonight." She said, setting her pack down on the floor. 





Glancing around the clearing, Alistair could see that she'd brought him to an already established campsite. There was a fire-pit surrounded by stones in the centre of the clearing with a new fire already set up inside it. A pile of spare wood was stacked nearby. There were three large logs placed back from the fire, they'd been worn smooth on top, where people had used them to sit on. There was enough ground between the logs and the fire for sleeping on with the added bonus of having the fire for warmth. Still, he shivered at the idea of sleeping without a tent.

"Can I do anything to help my lady?" he asked, turning to see Zindrafel already stooping own to light the fire.

"There's a small brook over the rise, can you fill the small pot stashed over there with water please?" she asked. He willingly obliged and returned with a full pot moments later. "Stick it in the fire." She said. He did so and she walked over to him. "What do you know about herb lore?" she asked. Was it him or was she standing a bit closer than before. He bit his bottom lip before answering with a shake of his head.

"Not much." He replied.

"I thought so. Here's what we'll do," she said, throwing some of the tough meat into the water. "We'll go through what's around here while we cook up some dinner. I'll hold some up and you tell me what they are, I've gathered them as we've been walking today."

"Alright." He nodded. She held the first one up and handed it to him. At least this one he knew, "Willowbark." He said.

"Very good. Good for curing headaches as well as bolstering any meal. How about this one?" she said. She inched a bit closer to him so he could see it properly. He swallowed hard as he became aware of her thigh, warm against his own.

"Gypsophila." He replied. She nodded and he threw it into the water. "And that one's Marjoram." He said pointing to the next one.

"OK." She said with a small smile on her perfect mouth. "How about this one?" She held up a root, which to him, looked like any other root.

"Uh..." she handed it to him and he turned it over in his hands a couple of times, it still looked like a root. "I have no idea." He said shaking his head.

"This is a parsnip." She said with a snort. He narrowed his eyes at her, "It's just wild which is why its forked like that. It's in its natural form, rather than what your used to buying at the market." He felt a smile tugging at his lips and he let out an exasperated laugh.

"You tricked me with a parsnip." He said. He laughed harder when he saw the winsome smile spread over her features.

"You find these in all sorts of places, if I see any tomorrow, I'll show you what to look for." She said as he brushed off the mud and broke it up into small pieces. "Stick it in the stew; it should give it a bit more flavour."

"I really appreciate you showing me all these things." He said, hoping it didn't sound too lame. 

"It's my pleasure." She replied. He felt a shiver run through him and he inched closer to the fire. "It's going to be a cold night tonight." She said looking up at the clear sky, the first few stars were poking out and he shivered again. "We may well have to keep each other warm."

"Is that so?" he asked, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

"Unless you want me to freeze," she shrugged.

"Never my Lady, how could you think that-"

"That's settled then." She said dragging one of the blankets out of her pack and spreading it on the ground. He looked on, not knowing what to do, "With the other blanket and our cloaks, we should be fine." She said. He nodded and looked at the cook pot in the fire. His stomach growled at him and his mouth flooded with spit. He hadn't realised how hungry he was. "It'll be done soon." She said, "Unfurl the rest of the gear and we'll eat."

"Of course." He handed her the other blanket, he also retrieved the hard bread and cheese, "Do you want these now?"

"We'll have the cheese tomorrow." He put them back into the pack and pulled out a couple of plates and broke the bread in half. "All right, let's eat." She said, smoothing the other blanket into place. She took one of the spoons from him and dished up the food. Alistair took the offered plate and dunked his bread into it. It tasted wonderful.



After washing the pots and packing everything away, Zindrafel fed some more wood onto the fire. The heat was enough to be felt while sitting on the logs, the warmth was beautiful on her skin, it was the best she'd felt all day. Wolf loped into camp and snorted when he saw the blankets spread out. He sat on the opposite side of the fire, his eyes glowing in the light.

"So tell me about your family." She said eventually.

"You know it mostly, my father sent me to the Chantry when I was a boy. They've been my family ever since, there really isn't more to tell than that My mother died bringing me into this world, I never knew her." He said with a shrug.

"What was it like growing up with them?"

"Life was hard, but then, what life isn't? Every walk of life has its trials. What about you?" he replied, "You ask about me but never speak of yourself."

"Well, I never thought you'd be interested in a simple being like me." She said, a smile creeping onto her face. "I was brought up in my clan in the forest. My father was a hunter, like me, before he passed on. My mother is still there now." She explained. "I miss them but I have to find my way in the world too. I expect I will return one day."

"Why did you leave them?" 

"Darkspawn taint." She said, "I don't want to talk about that though."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It brought me to the Wardens and to you. For that I am grateful."

"Are you serious?"

"You're a good friend Alistair, maybe a bit more than that, I don't know yet." She said, feeling heat rising on her cheeks and she looked away. "I'm not sure why I said that." She mumbled looking away.

"I'm glad you did." He said. She looked up at him then and he glanced away, turning his face from hers. She'd gone and embarrassed the poor lad; she wanted to reach out and pat his knee for reassurance but didn't want to do more damage than she'd already done. She yawned and arose from the log she sat on.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you." She said. She stretched her arms and arched her back, "I guess I'm just tired from the long walk we've had today."

"Really?"

She frowned but wasn't sure if she could detect any sarcasm in his voice, she decided she couldn't so pressed on, "Of course, we came a lot further than I had hoped we would, tomorrow we can start picking up some game trails and do some actual hunting rather than just trekking."

"I'm looking forward to it already. Do we need to set watches?"

"Out here? Wolf and the fire will do the work for us, we should get some sleep." She said. She didn't want to strip off in front of him so she flopped down onto the blanket. She spread her cloak out on the top and snuggled herself in. The blankets were already warm from the fire so she had no trouble getting comfortable.

"Do you mind if I join you?" Alistair asked, an unsure note trembling in his voice.

"Just get in Alistair," she said with a small sigh. She heard him moving around as she faced the fire. She refused to look at him as he faffed about with the blankets. Then, when she least expected him to, he slid next to her and wrapped his strong arm over her. Despite herself, she wiggled against him, his warmth creeping into her. "I could get used to this." She whispered her voice nothing but a small breath. She heard him sniff her scented hair and she smiled.

"Me too." He replied.





The dawn painted the sky a brilliant fiery red, the wind dug icy claws into the surrounding hills, ZIndrafel shuddered under the pile of blankets, snuggling closer to Alistair. He muttered something inaudible before draping an arm around her, pulling her in. Her hair snagged against one of the buckles on his armour and she pulled her head forward. "Wha..." Alistair said.

"Keep still, I'm caught on you." She struggled with it for a moment before Alistair's hand joined hers.

"Hang on a moment." He said. His hand batted hers away and seconds later, her hair came free. "Better?"

"Yes, thank you Alistair." She said, "I'm sorry to have woken you. I was just getting warm."

"There's no need for us to get up just yet, there's hardly any light to see by." He said drawing her back against him. He smoothed her soft hair back first, so as not to have it catch again. She purred and wriggled into his firm body, his warmth found its way into her and she sighed. His hand rested on her shoulder with a tenderness she was surprised to feel from him. She wasn't sure why, he'd been getting friendlier as they'd travelled and now they were alone it seemed like the perfect time. He smelt her hair, like he had the night before and a smile exploded onto her face.

"I'm surprised you can abide the smell of it." She said, the laugh creeping into her voice.

"It's not so bad as all that, hardly any trace of blood and certainly no gore." He whispered, a gentle laugh in his voice. She patted his hand with hers and held the fingers with her own. "I could get used to this you know."

"I don't ever want to."

"Want to what?"

"Get used to it, every moment we snatch is one to be remembered."

"Do you mean it?"

"Why would I lie about that Alistair?" she said twisting herself round. She tried to make sure the blankets didn't follow her, when she failed; she pulled them back over them both. She searched his amber eyes for any trace of mockery, finding none, she swallowed hard. He maintained her gaze for a moment before turning his attention to the fire.

"I believe you really do mean it." He said. She took his chin in her hand and pulled his gaze back to her. She saw his lower lip tremble, his eyes shook as he watched her. Her heart thumped in her ear and she let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

Growling resounded around the clearing, ZIndrafel sat up, glancing around. Wolf stood just off the blankets, his hackles standing straight up. "What's the problem?" she whispered. She followed his eyes and saw a huge stag through the trees. Wolf growled again and she arose from the bed. "I think we have our target for the day Alistair." She said.

"There and I was hoping we could have stayed here all day," he said arising from the blankets.

"Oh Alistair, remember why we are here in the first place. If we go back with nothing to show for our hunt, everyone will know what's going on." She said.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, but I just can't cope with Zevran's mocking smiles right now."

"I see your point." He said. 

"Leave the blankets, we'll be stopping here tonight as well. We have the full day to track the stag and bring it down." She said. "Bring that bow with you, and your belt knife. We're going to have some fun." She added with her best smile.

"You do know I can't hit anything with this right?" he said, picking up the bow she'd let him borrow. It was made of fine wood, that much was clear but he wasn't sure how much good it would do them.

"Don't worry about that, the stag won't get away from us today." Zindrafel replied, she's make sure he took the animal down one way or another. She shouldered her own weapon and made to follow wolf. "Leave everything here for the day Alistair, we'll return later and it will be safe. There won't be anyone around for miles." She said.

"Only if you're sure," he replied.

"Come on, stop worrying, everything will be fine." With that, she turned into the forest and hoped he'd follow her. There was no way she was going to wait for him to stop faffing around with the gear. Thankfully, she heard him crashing after her. The stag had leapt off the moment it had seen Wolf, it would offer a great opportunity to teach Alistair about tracking. She stopped at the spot she'd seen the stag at and Alistair joined her a moment later. "Tell me what you see." She asked.




The Hunting Trip



"The forest?" he shrugged.

"Yes, of course but what else?"

"What am I looking for?"

"You tell me." She replied, folding her arms across her chest. He scanned the area for a moment before turning back to her.

"There's some prints in the soft mud and the branches on that shrub are all broken. I think the beast went that way," he said pointing away from the camp. 

"Then that is the way we shall go. Quietly now though, mark where you step lest the next time we meet the stag we startle him." She said. He nodded and she stalked off, glad that this time when he followed her, it was almost as silent as she was. She followed the signs the animal left behind it for nearly an hour before she caught another glimpse of him. She motioned Alistair to stop and pointed to where the stag stood, taking a drink from a nearby stream.

She watched as he unslung the bow from his shoulder and nocked an arrow against the string. He aimed at the stag and drew the string back to his ear. She held her breath and watched him release the arrow. It missed the target by a barns length as she knew he would. The stag looked round at the noise but remained where he was. Alistair turned to Zindrafel and shrugged, "Told you I was bad," he said, keeping his voice a mere whisper.

"There's something to work with though, it was a good shot and we can build on it." She whispered. She moved so she stood behind him. "Now, try again." He did so and as he drew the arrow back this time, she altered his aim, trying to correct the mistake he made. She stepped away and he took the shot, this time missing by a mere hands breadth. The stag ran off this time, bounding over the stream and back into the forest.

"How does that help?" he asked.

"It was a better shot was it not? Now come on, we have to chase it a bit longer." She dashed into the clearing and gave to chase to the stag, Alistair hot on her heels. It was a good job he'd left his heavy plate back at camp, he'd have tired easily running in that. She dodged and ducked around branches as the stag pounded along in front of her, she pelted along as fast as she could while running on the uneven ground but the stag gradually pulled away from her. Giving it up as a futile run, she slowed and let Alistair catch her up.

"Why are we slowing?" he asked.

"We can't keep up with the animal, we'll just track it for a while and see if another opportunity presents itself." She said.

"Yes, well, if you'd taken the shot we wouldn't have had to do so would we." He said with a wry smile.

"But it wouldn't be so much fun would it."

"I suppose." 

She turned her attention back to the trail and motioned for his silence once again as she began leading him through the forest. It took the better part of two hours before she glimpsed the stag again, and they'd walked many miles from the camp. She pulled Alistair into a large shrub and pointed his gaze away from her and at the deer. He'd been doing that a lot today and while she didn't mind, it was a little distracting from the task at hand. Feeding the band was more important than her growing infatuation with Alistair. "You want me to try again?" he asked, breaking her thoughts.

"If you want to." She said, "Try standing with your feet a little further apart this time." He did as she said, this time, setting his feet before taking his aim. She watched him release the arrow, this time, it grazed the stag, which reared and bellowed in surprise. The arrow lodged in the ground at the stag's foot. Zindrafel drew her knife and charged at the beast, Alistair followed, casting the bow aside for the moment. The creature tried to escape but the apparent graze was deeper than she first thought, as it tried to charge, Wolf slammed into its side, bring it to the ground. Her companion pinned it to the ground, awaiting her to commit an action she had performed countless times before.

"Alistair, this is your strike, you may make the killing blow if you so wish." She said, it was only right, he'd brought the animal down and it was his first hunt after all.

"Are you sure?" he asked. She nodded and he knelt in front of the terrified creature. "Is there no more ritual to it?" he said. 

"No."

At her words he drew his sharp blade across the stag's throat; its life blood pulsed from the gash, its struggles faded before finally stilling. Alistair stood back and wiped bloody hands on the long grass. "Well done." Zindrafel said, failing to keep the pride from her voice.

"Uh, thanks." He said as he sheathed his blade. "How are we going to get this back to camp?" he asked.

"There'll be a long branch around here somewhere, we'll tie it to that and manage it between us." She said. He nodded and they began looking around.



It took another four hours before they returned to camp. Everything was where they left it. They hung the stag up on one of the nearby trees and ate a small lunch. The sun had split the clouds earlier that day and now warmed the camp in a rare moment of autumn heat. "We won't have the time to make it back to everyone today, so we may as well rest up for the afternoon and head back in the morning." Zindrafel said.

"Oh, a welcome rest if I'm honest." Alistair said, a genuine smile on his face, "It's been so long since it was you and I, I mean, not counting yesterday."

"Much has happened." Zindrafel said, she began working at her armour buckles. The leather slid off her and she placed it in a pile on the floor. She walked over to one of the large logs situated in the sun and stretched out on it. The warmth penetrated the black under robe she's been wearing and she let out a contented sigh. Alistair watched her for a while before following her lead. She observed him through the slits of her eyes as he removed his armour. He moved with the grace of the fighter that he was. She could make out the ghosts of his muscle underneath the black shirt he wore. He stretched much as she had before lying on the blankets, which were also in the sun.

"Do you regret any of it?" he asked after a moment.

"Hmm?"

"Do you regret any of what's happened?"

"I regret some, I miss Duncan, as you must too. The whole issue with Loghain and The Wardens as well. I think our time would be better spent against the Blight than with the infighting but such is your human nature." She said. "What about you?" she asked turning onto her side so she could see him.

"Duncan, sometimes I fear I'll forget what he looks like, what he sounded like. I miss him." Alistair said.

"I hope, when this is all over, we can have a proper memorial for him." 

"Yes." Alistair nodded. She remained silent for a moment, letting him ponder her words for a while. It was true, she did miss Duncan but she also knew this was nothing compared to how much Alistair did. The sun shifted around and she found herself in the shade once again, she shivered and noticed that the sun still shone on the blankets and would do until it began setting.

"Do you mind if I join you?" she asked.

"Now, why would I mind that?" he said shifting over so there would be room for her. She flopped down next to him and let the sun heat her back, "Might as well make the most of it if winter is on its way."

"That's what I thought." Zindrafel said with a smile.

They remained silent for the rest of the afternoon, dozing in the heat of the sun. It was almost set when Zindrafel awoke. She looked around to see Alistair had already fixed something for them to eat. By the look it, he's also washed in the little stream nearby. "Thanks Alistair." She said, "I'll go sort myself out." She said.

Moments later she re-joined him at the campfire, feeling a lot fresher after a wash. Alistair handed her a plate of hot food, which she ate and found delicious, for trail rations at least. "Where did you learn to make such good food?" she asked.

"It's something I picked up." 

"I'm glad you did."

"Well, you know, I like to show a girl a good time," he said with a laugh.

"It's been perfect." She said, resting her hand on his arm. "And you've proven yourself a worthy hunter as well."

"You're mocking me." He said raising his eyebrow.

"Of course not. I wouldn't dare." Zindrafel said. He turned to face her and looked into her eyes, searching for any mockery; she knew he would find none. Her respect for his progress today was genuine. He'd brought down a stag almost by himself, something he should be proud of. "You should be proud of your achievements today."

"Oh thank you." He said, he patted her hand where it rested, smiling down at her. "You're a real friend you know. Thanks for bringing me out here and showing me these things."

"You don't have to thank me, it was a way of getting some time off by ourselves." She said.

"Oh, sneaky." He said, raising an eyebrow, "And why would you want that?"

"I can't believe you don't know that yet Alistair." She said.

"I've a suspicion but you know me, I'm no good at this sort of thing and I think I'd just make a mess of it and you know I've never done anything like it before and now I'm babbling on like a child and well-"

"Alistair, relax." She said, giving his hand a squeeze, "I like you and want to spend time with you alone but if you're not ready then I'm willing to wait until you are."

"No, no. It's not that at all, it's just, well, I want everything to be just right," he said.

"Not surrounded by the forest in front of a crackling fire?"

"I meant the blight and all that." He replied.

"I know. Come on, you don't have to be nervous," she said. She watched him swallow, the apple in his throat bobbing as he did so. 

"I'm not, I mean, I am but I-" she silenced him with her mouth. His hand jumped to her shoulder and he inhaled sharply. Her heart pounded in her ear, her hands shook, his musky scent filled her as she breathed against him. His lips shook as she pressed hers against his. His taste was sweet, reminding her of the honeyed wine of her people. His hand pushed its way through her braided hair and he drew her away but an inch. "Why did we wait for so long?" he asked before crashing back into her. 

His mouth grew hungry, his lips parted and his tongue began an exploration of her lips. He probed her with the nervous gentleness of a novice yet she enjoyed the attention all the same. She guided him deeper into her mouth, lengthening the kiss, savouring every slight movement he made. Mirroring his curiosity, she unearthed the unknown depths of his mouth. Her lips tingled at the place where they met his, a wonderful surge of shivering pleasure rippled down her spine. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. Warmth spread through them that she was pleased to see.

"It's not so frightening eh?" she whispered.

"Of course not."

She arose and took his hand in hers, "Come with me then. I would fall asleep in your arms this night." She said. He nodded and arose as she tugged at his hand; she led him to the blankets in front of the fire and smiled. She lay on the blankets and was pleased when he reclined next to her. He propped himself on his elbow and she looked up into his gentle amber eyes. She reached up with her hand, she'd not noticed how much she was trembling until she rested it against his cheek, his eyes closed and he leaned against her hand.

He was so close to her, she could feel his warmth through the thin clothing they both wore; feel his shaking form. She slid her hand to the back of his neck and curled her fingers around the short fluffy hair. "Hey, you know that tickles." He said a laugh exploding as he spoke. She stopped with a smile and resorted to squeezing the corded muscles at the back of his neck instead. The sharp inhale of breath and the momentary tension in his shoulders brought a smile to her lips. She brought his mouth down to hers and slid her tongue between his lips. He opened up to her then, inviting her inside, willing her to deepen the kiss. She collided with him and feasted on his taste. 

She slipped her hand from his neck to his shoulder, gripping him with her nails as his kiss drove a shudder down her spine. He flinched and she relaxed, breaking away, "Sorry." She murmured. He nodded before resuming his assault on her mouth. It was the best, most delicious, strawberry flavoured assault she had ever experienced. She let her hands slide up underneath the shirt he wore and explored the plains of his chest. He flinched a little from her cold hands before relaxing under her touch.

Zindrafel ran her fingers along one of the scars he bore and he laughed again, "I'm sorry, your hands are cold."

"Oh?" she said, pressing her hands against his chest, he squealed and laughed, tried to get away. She followed him, leaving her palms against his skin.

"That's mean." He said. He wrapped his arms around her then, and kissed her once more, crushing her against his chest. "This'll keep those hands warm." He said. She wriggled them out from between them and curled them around his back. She walked them down to the small hollow of his spine and let them rest as he thrust his hand through her hair once more. "You're so beautiful." He whispered as he gazed at her. She felt a blush creep onto her cheeks and she looked away.

"Don't be silly." Zindrafel said.

"I'm not." He said, kissing her cheek, "You really are." he kissed her nose, moving onto her forehead, then her eyes. His soft damp lips tickled her where they brushed her skin. She brought her lips to meet his then and tasted the sincerity of his words. She coaxed him into parting his lips and touched his tongue with her own. He pushed further into her mouth, he moaned against her and he shuddered when she dragged her hand over his hip. 

She felt him tense for a moment so she left her hand where it was, she kissed him gently, letting him know it was all right. His hand came to mirror hers on her hip and he pushed her onto her back with a slight shove. The blankets cushioned her and she relaxed as he began his own exploration of her body. Zindrafel sat up for a moment as he tugged the shirt she wore over her head. "If I'm going to be wearing nothing, it's only fair that you do too." She said, pulling at the cotton he wore. He nodded and slipped the garment over his head, the flickering light of the fire bounced off his skin, showing the contours of his chest.

He looked down at where she's fallen back amongst the blankets and smiled at her. He then worked at removing her boots and tugging her socks after that. He placed them inside her boots before picking up her right foot. He worked at the sole, teasing out the stresses of the day, before turning his attention to the other. As he worked, a sense of calm stole over her, easing away the tensions of the day. She was almost sad when he set her foot down. He removed his own footwear before running his hands up her legs with a slowness that verged on infuriating. He skimmed ZIndrafel's hips, instead placing them on her flat belly and looking at her. She caught the unsure expression in his eyes so she took his hand and pulled him down next to her.

"Where did you learn that?" she asked.

"What? The feet? Oh, I don't know, you've been on them all day and well, it's nice right?"

She answered him with a kiss on his forehead before sitting up; she removed her cotton trousers and placed them next to her boots. She then tugged at the legs of his and he helped her removed them. She looked down at him lying there in just his pants and smiled, "Seems this happens even when you don't lead." She said. He let out a laugh before biting his bottom lip. She softened and returned to lying next to him, "I don't mean that nastily." She said, settling herself against him.

"I know." He said, his voice little more than a whisper. He nuzzled against her neck and she shivered. He nipped her skin between her teeth and she sighed. He did it again, kissing her at the base of her neck. He descended and stopped just before reaching her naked breast. She cupped his chin in her hand and brought him back up to her mouth. She enjoyed his attentions for a while longer before allowing her hand to descend past his waist, bringing it to rest at the fabric of his pants. Her hand shook, she looked into his eyes for a moment before pressing her palm against the soft fabric. He drew in a breath as she increased the pressure. She felt his cock bounce underneath her hand and she kissed him, helping him relax as she moved her hand along his length.

Zindrafel slid her hand under the fabric of Alistair's pants and took his shaft in her fingers. He threw his head back and moaned as she squeezed the tip between her fingers. "Zin..." he whispered. She kissed his nose as she stroked him, back and forth, with slow languid movements; he lifted his hips to greet her hand. She felt the beginning of a pulse at the base of his cock so slowed her movements and pushed his hips to the ground. She released him and pushed the remaining fabric away. He worked them off and he lay there looking at her, "Keep it fair." He said with a shy smile. She nodded and removed the rest of her clothing. He caught her hand and pulled her down next to him. He shifted so he lay over her, he nudged her legs open with his knee and knelt between them.

"This is ok?" he asked.

"Of course." She said. He leaned forward, resting his arms on either side of her head. She could feel his hard cock nudge at her thigh and she parted her legs further, waiting for him. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him forward; kissing him, letting him know it was fine. She lifted her hips as he pushed against her. She felt the delightful pressure and slight release as he entered her. He remained still for a moment, for which she was glad. It had been so long and the sudden invasion was a shock to her. He sighed and planted a kiss on her mouth, which she was more than happy to return.

Then he began to move. She gasped as Alistair moved forward, nudging at her. She mimicked his movements, crashing her hips against his. A moan escaped his lips and he threw his head backwards. She clenched around him as he drew backwards, refusing to let him leave her. She matched his motions, was surprised when his arms drew her up to him, holding her as he thrust into her. Her back began to tense and she knew the desire that had been brewing over the past few months was nearing release. His mouth found hers and he moaned into her as he kissed her. She wrapped her legs around him and squeeze. Her own moan escaped her and she threw her head back, crying out to the surrounding forest. The tension spread to her legs, threatening to cramp them up. 

"Oh, name of the Maker." She heard him whisper, his thrusting becoming more intense, less controlled, more frenzied. She crushed her eyes shut and felt herself clench around him. The world began to turn a gentle shade of red, as though she was floating on a giant wave. It pulled her under and she grabbed the blanket underneath her in her fist. She felt like she was drowning, she pulled in deep gasps of air. The world exploded into shades of red and gold, Alistair thrust forward one final time before his cry echoed hers in the forest. He exploded within her, his face screwed up in an expression of pure bliss. She tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed, all the while she could feel him inside her. 

All of a sudden, he relaxed with a great sigh. She fell back into the blankets, him still over her. His weight supported by his elbows on either side of her. He kissed her on the mouth, his lips as gentle as they ever had been, "I can't-"

"Shh." She said, lifting a shaky hand to his lips, "Give it a minute." He nodded and rolled to the side of her. He gathered her up in his arms, pulling the blankets over them both. Zindrafel enjoyed the last effects of him for a moment before rolling to snuggle into his arms.

"You know, this is where the sisters in the Chantry say I get struck by lightning." He said, his voice a small whisper.




The Hunting Trip



"Really?" she said with a laugh.

"Yes. Of course, it's not much of a deterrent if it happens after the event is it?" he said, a smile creeping onto his face.

"Oh Alistair." Zindrafel laughed, hitting him in the arm. Her eyes drifted close as warmth engulfed her. He nuzzled her neck and kissed her cheek.

"I should thank you, you know?"

"You don't have to do that."

"Yes, I do, you've made it possible for me to feel these, feelings, and I didn't even think that was possible. I know the timing isn't perfect but really-"

She silenced him with a kiss, "I understand Alistair." She said. He pushed stray hairs from her face and smiled down at her. She let her eyes drift close and soon, the soft heaviness of sleep claimed her.



"Wake up sleepy head." Alistair said. Zindrafel's eyes flickered open and she sat up. It was full daylight and the fire had burnt out. "Here." He said, handing her a flagon of cool water, "Look, I know we've got to head back today but there's something I want to ask before we make a move." He said.

She took a long drink from the skin before looking at Alistair, "What's that?" she asked.

"What happened last night, it was, well, amazing but the others will know the moment we step back into camp. What happens next?" he said.

"I'll admit it now, I'm very fond of you and I don't want this to be a one off. I know we've got a lot to do right now and that has to come first but neither do I want that to stop this from happening. The other's will talk so I say let them." She replied.

"Good, that's good." He said, his face lighting up as she passed the water skin back to him. "But we should be heading back. We need to get this meat cured and we've been gone for two days, Wynne will worry if we're away too much longer. Imagine them finding us up here all dishevelled." He said with a laugh.

"Of course." Zindrafel nodded, pulling on her clothing. "There's a nip in the air anyway. I think it's going to rain soon."

"Then the sooner we start the better." He said, shouldering his pack. She nodded and began curling up the blankets. She shoved them into her own pack and nodded her head towards the stag.

"At least we have something to show for our time away." She said.

"Well, there is that." Alistair said with a smile, "Let's get going. It's going to be a long walk."

With that, the two shouldered the stag and began the long walk back to camp. Wolf loped out of the forest just as they set off, yipping at them and bounding around them as if he knew something had changed between the two friends.