The Sea Noose

The Sea Noose


I stretched, arching my back off of the couch. I shivered slightly, sitting up and hurrying over to the fireplace, nudging another log into the hearth. I rolled my shoulders and looked at Vitas. He had his head on his paws and he was looking up at me. I patted my leg and whistled softly.

“Come on, boy. Let's get you outside.” he stretched and trotted behind me, nosing around my legs and headed out to the golden grass. I rolled my shoulders again and popped into the kitchen checking the time. It was around nine in the morning. I hadn't realized I had slept all through yesterday. I shrugged and put some more food and fresh water down for Vitas. When I heard him bound through the back door I closed it behind him, patting him on the head.

He ate his food and I went into my room, pulling out some clean clothes from the dresser. I left my bedroom door open so that if Vitas needed, he could come and find me. I pulled out a pair of short running shorts, underwear and a sports bra. I walked into the bathroom connected to my bedroom and set the clothes on the counter, turning the nob that turned on the water.

The bath filled quickly, steam rising up and creating fog on the mirror. I slowly took off my clothes, not bothering to closing the bathroom door either, and threw them into the hamper hidden around a slight corner. I ran my fingers through my hair, easily undoing the small tangles. I stopped the water when the tub was nearly full, I could see the stream rising up from the water. I sighed as I sunk into the water, the sheer hotness of it making my muscles relax.

I dunked my head underneath the water, letting the water surround me. I could've sworn I heard Vitas barking, but I didn't pay attention to it. I stayed underneath the water for as long as I could, getting my hair as deeply soaked as it could be. I resurfaced and reached for the lavender shampoo and squeezed out a dollop into my hand. I ran the shampoo through my hair, scrubbing my scalp, creating bubbles. I dunked back under the water, rinsing my hair of shampoo and grabbed the wash cloth sitting on the ledge. I rubbed the bar of soap within the wash cloth and began scrubbing myself clean.

When I finished, I unplugged the tub and stood up, grabbing a big fluffy towel. I dried myself off and bent over, rubbing my hair with the towel, trying to dry it. I threw the towel and threw it into the hamper. I pulled a brush out from a drawer and slowly started to brush the tangles from my hair. I flinched every now then when a particularly nasty knot had to be brushed through.

A low whistle from the door caused me to jump and drop the brush. I turned, wide eyed towards the door and felt my face flush brightly.

“Well... if I had known you would have been walking about with no clothes on, I wouldn't have left at all.” if at all possible, my face flushed brighter.

“Cian!” he chuckled richly and continued to stare at me. I glared lightly through my blush and hurriedly put on the clothing I had put on the counter. He pouted once I was fully clothed.

“Why did you have to go and do that?” I pushed him into my room and closed the door, locking it for good measure. I could hear him chuckling through the door. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair nearly fully brushed, my cheeks flushed and my body revealed by my clothing. I bent down and grabbed the brush. I finished brushing my hair and bent down again, shaking the water from it again. I straightened up and took a deep breath, silently asking my cheeks to stop being so flushed and I slowly unlocked the door.

I paused for a moment, then opened the door. I peeked out, looking for Cian. I didn't see him in my bedroom. I slowly walked out of my bedroom and down the hallway. I looked into the kitchen and didn't see him. I was going to turn around, but I felt two strong arms slide around my waist and two thumbs hooking on the waistband of my shorts. I turned my head and looked into Cian's warms eyes.

“Are you even going to explain to me why you're here?” he pouted.

“I thought you'd be happy to see me.” his eyes twinkled and I glared playfully.

“Well, I would have been but it seems that there was a Peeping Tom in here earlier. It kind of set my off my mood.” he chuckled and kissed my cheek.

“I didn't mean to be a Peeping Tom, Kassy.” I smiled at him.

“I know. You just startled me.” he nodded.

“Yes, I'm sorry about that.” I turn in his arms, his hands on my lower back and wrapped my arms around his neck. I kissed his cheek and smiled.

“So, why are you back early? I'm not complaining, hell no, I'm just... curious as to why.” I cocked my head to the side and he tightened his arms around me.

“The stupid idiots over there understated the problem. When I got over there, I was able to fix it in one day, instead of the supposed six days. This was the earliest flight that I could catch back over here.”

“Why didn't you call?”

“I wanted to surprise you.” he surprised me again by leaning down and gently pressing his lips on mine. My eyes fluttered closed and he pulled back a moment later. I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder, my eyes still closed. He moved one of his hands up my back, rubbing in small circles. I pressed closer to him, my eyes snapping open in surprise once more as I felt his stiffness against my stomach.

“Wow. You really did want to surprise me, didn't you?” he chuckled softly, a hint of his nervousness lacing the sound. I smiled and gently kissed him again.

“There's no need to be nervous around me, Cian.” he smiled, still nervous.

“I don't... I don't want to...” I kissed him again.

“I know you don't want to remind me of him, and I thank you for thinking of me like that. But really. Just by you being you and caring for me the way you do, let's me know that you're someone completely different. Honestly.” he visibly relaxed and pulled me closer.

“You don't know how happy that makes me to hear that.” I rested my head on his should, closing my eyes. He continued to rub my back gently, focusing on a small knot that had built up from small amounts of stress. I groaned softly, leaning on him heavily. He smiled into my hair and whispered in my ear,

“Why don't we sit on the couch in front of the fire, Kassy? It be a lot more comfortable.” I nodded and moved my arms, wrapping them around his waist and walked with him into the living room. He pushed me towards the couch, moving over to the fireplace to put another log into the fire. I pouted slightly from the loss of contact. He came back over to me, giving me a soft kiss again. I smiled and pushed him onto the couch, waiting for him to get comfortable.

When I was sure that he was settled and comfortable, I straddles his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling at him. He smiled back, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me as close as I could get to him. His hips bucked up against me softly, unconsciously trying to gain some friction to ease his 'problem.' I kissed him softly, his hands moving up my back, softly, one hand coming up to cup my cheek and entwine itself into my hair.

He kissed back, our tongues entwining sensually, playing with each other. I played with the hair on the nape of his neck and sigh softly, settling more firmly onto his lap. He moved his hand down, pressing against my lower back, pushing me more against his stiffness. A soft whine escaped from the back of my throat, unknown to me. Cian moved his hand back up my back, pushing his hand underneath the back of my bra. I wriggled slightly and he gripped my bra with both hands and pulled it over my head, breaking our kiss momentarily.

He tossed my bra onto the floor and I gasped, his hands cupping my breasts gently, massaging them. My mouth found his again, his hands stroking my breasts, his thumbs flicking over my nipples. My back arched towards him, my thighs tightening around his legs. Our kiss broke once more as he started kissing down my neck, nipping and biting as he went. I gasped softly and shivered as his lips touched my skin. He bent his head down, taking a nipple into his mouth, lightly biting it. My fingers gripped his hair, though not too tight.

His other hand moved down and rested on my hip, rubbing my skin gently. I moved my hands down, rubbing him through his jeans. He groaned against my nipple and brought his mouth back up to mine. I kissed him back hungrily, never having this kind of feeling before. He broke the kiss again and I mewled softly in protest. I saw him smile at me before he bent his head down and bit my neck, hard. I gasped, my hand clenching around him harder. He moaned and bit my neck again, changing the spot where he bit me. I moaned, turning my head away, offering him my neck. I unzipped his jeans, hesitating a moment before I reached for his swollen cock and freed it from the confines of his boxers.

He was panting heavily as he pulled back. I looked up at him nervously.

“Cian, I don't...” I whispered. He nodded and wrapped one of his hands around my hand on his cock.

“It's ok, Kassy, it's ok...” he slowly moved our hands up and down the length of his cock, his breathing hitching. I nodded and concentrated on watching what our hands were doing. He tightened his grip, my fingers tightening after his. He groaned softly and took away his hand, resting it on my hip. I quickly looked up into his eyes before looking back down at the task at hand.

I moved my hand slowly, keeping my grip tight. I moved my hand faster, swiping my thumb over the tip where a few drops of pre cum was making itself known. He moaned and leaned forward, attaching his lips to my neck once more. I closed my eyes and gasped as he bit down, spikes of pleasure shooting down my spine. He worried my skin between his teeth, my breathing speeding up as well as my hand. My other hand joined the other, squeezing his cock harder. He moaned and savagely bit at my neck, my thighs spasmed, clenching tighter around his legs.

Both of his hands were gripping my hips hard enough to bruise, his teeth biting at my skin hard enough to cause bleeding but I didn't care. Even though it was savage in nature, it was nothing like the savageness of my father.

And I liked it.