indesicion

He sat alone in the small attick room of Elanors home. he could hear silvertounge and resa moving about in their room.he knew they would kill him if they caught him here. he also knew he couldn't let that happen.meggies room was below him. he mentaly cursed the walls that kept them apart. "meggie, my love, im being sent home" he choked out to the empty room.he moved over to the window as he heard the footsteps far below. the voices floated to him, one a squeal that made him flinch just slightly like ice being scraped from a windsheild. the other was the sweetest sound his heart had ever heard.....

meggie walked half heartedly listening to her friend. there was a project in school.. history.. some war. what did she care? Dustfinger had been more scarce then usual lately and she was getting worried. "so i figured you can do the poster" miranda went on in her ice chisle voice as meggie stoped walking. that cant be what she thought it was. "meggie.. meggie are you ok?"
"what?"
"i asked if you were ok... look if you dont wanna do the poster just say something"
"poster?.. um.. nevermind that..i have to go"
meggie quickly turned screaming mentaly at her legs to walk. she stoped at the door Mos voice loud in her head. " thanks for being my partner im sorry you cant stay but i just remmberd something very important. i'll call you ok?"
the girl looked like she was about to protest. "fine. dont forget the poster meggie"

Dustfinger watched the girl turn and leave as he stepped away from the attick window.meggie, he thought, princess you see to much, it will get you hurt.he moved quickly down into the hall and silently hid in meggies closet to wait.



at long last meggie, having satisfied resa mo and elanor that she would not go to sleep hungry, meggie steped into her room. she knew he was there.her palms were already slick, her cloths to tight by the time she turned around to see him emerge from her closet. pale skin, dark hair and whispy silver scars faced her looking grim.
"where have you been" she almost fell to the floor sobing where she stood.

it took less then a minute for him to reach her, to wrap his arms around her" princess i'm so sorry i'm so so sorry" his lips started at her temples and trailed down across her cheek, her jaw, turning her head up to him until their lips met at last.

dustfinger, graceful as always, sweeped meggies legs from beneath her and carried her bride style to her bed kissing her neck, cheeks and lips as he went.meggie clung to him, her tears slowing and her breath now hitching for a diffrent reason.

she could feel in her bones that tonight was important. tonight no matter what happned in the morning he was hers.
she pulled him close to her as he laid her down on the bed.his hands moved up her sides to trace the curve of her breast, her neck, her face. they feel like rose petals on her lips and skin.

"let me be with you meggie. before this kills us both for need"
"be with me dustfinger, make it like the first time, make me see stars."

his smile was nothing like the unreadable smear that so often coverd his beautiful face.his hands found the skin under her shirt and stroked it gently. bringing the blood to life. the weight of his body settled comfortably on hers his groin pushing into hers showing her exactly how hard he was.

he pulled her up kissing at her neck and coller bone as he stripped her shirt away, the setting sun made pale shadows on her bare skin as his mouth found what the shirt had hidden. his tounge played with the cherry peaks of her nipples as his hands explored and carressed until her breath quickened and turned into gasps.

he couldnt take it. his hands went hastily to the skirt she wore tearing it away. "i want in meggie" he cried quietly as he could manage, his voice strained with need "let me in"

she spread for him as he pulled his pants away. as carefully as he could he laid himself in side her. his stroks were slow and deep as she wisperd his name his hands holding hers as kissed at the closest bare skin avalible.

she rose up into him, her wet heat pushing him closer his strokes quickened, went harder, deeper. they cried out as he burst inside, and collapsed, intwined, and exhausted.