Chapter 7 Hordan
HORDAN
Isneak into Doe-dee’s cave with a level of stealth that befits my clandestine middle-of-the-night visitation.
My work is incomplete, so I can’t stay, but I wanted to check on her.
I needed to make sure she’s safe and, admittedly, I wanted to lay eyes on her again, to prove to myself that she’s real.
This beautiful, magical creature who I’m convinced was made specially for me. How else to explain her perfection?
She is glorious from head to toe and shines from inside out. Her sweet, kind soul somehow brings me both a challenge and pure peace, not to mention a level of enjoyment I could never have imagined exists.
I set aside the basket of goodies I brought with me, lay down in the dirt next to her sleeping furs, and inch forward until I’m close enough to breathe the same air as her.
The coals in her fire barely glow, so her cave is dim, but my vision is keen and her pale skin is in such a contrast to the dark furs, that it’s easy to see the parts of her not covered by them.
She sleeps naked. It doesn’t surprise me, and I’m fully in favor of it.
I long to strip bare and slide in beside her, so I can feel her nakedness pressed against mine, but I doubt she’d respond well if waking to a surprise intrusion.
I also fear I may never want to leave if I did give in to the temptation, and I am very much needed elsewhere for the final push to birth the new world order, where peace and love reign and the innocent are elevated to their rightful positions to finally receive the special treatment they have deserved all along.
I listen to Doe-dee’s quiet, rhythmical breathing and fall into a sort of hypnotic trance, where she has my full focus.
She has fallen asleep on her back, and the edge of her fur blanket rests diagonally across her chest, covering one breast fully while revealing most of the other.
I gently reach forward, desperate to tug the blanket lower, but my sense of duty to her sees me tug the fur higher so she won’t get cold.
She stirs a little and murmurs in a way that feels like a soft, needy pull at my heart. Does she dream of me? My mind wanders through all the possibility her unconscious self could concoct about me, and I consider probing at the edges of her dreams, to see if I can ascertain the truth.
Would it be an unacceptable invasion? There’s a fierceness to this female that I adore, but I’d prefer to stay in her good graces than become one of the many who have wronged her.
I lie back and stare at the rugged stone ceiling.
She deserves better than to live in a cave where she must crawl through the dirt to access safety and peace.
I sigh, and recall how defensive she had been about the home she has created here.
She lives in such a harsh environment, and yet she has softened it with greenery and personal touches, to make it her own.
I suspect the warm, soothing energy she exudes is one of her many magical qualities, because I too have felt my hardened soul be softened by her presence.
Able to feel far too much from the world around me, I have always had to practice moderation and restraint when it comes to how I walk through the world, so I can prevent being overwhelmed by the emotions within it; but when I’m with Doe-dee, she makes me want to feel everything.
Though I do not know details, I can sense the depth of betrayal she has experienced, and I don’t ever want to break her trust. No matter my desire or how passionately I feel for her, I refuse to do anything that would cause her to see me in the same light as those who have mistreated her.
I will respect every inch of her and maintain her best interests as my own.
I gaze upon her sleeping form and smile.
I will not take advantage of her while she sleeps, and nor will I trespass into her private dreams. But perhaps I can test the capabilities of our telepathic communication?
Could I create a dream for her to enjoy by sending her love and pleasure in a way she could opt to receive them while she sleeps?
The thought intrigues me, and I lie back with my hand on my cock as I think of all the tremendous things we could do together without the limitations of the physical world…