The Sea Noose

The Sea Noose


He kissed my cheek softly, his arms wrapped around me tightly. I buried my head in his neck. My breath was hitching, my shoulders shaking.

“I... I...” he rubbed my back soothingly. My arms twined around his neck tightly, tears leaking from my eyes and spilling onto his neck.

“Shh, it's all right, Kassy, I'm not mad.” he stroked up and down my back, trying to make me clam down.

“But...” he shook his head.

“No, Kassy. There are no butts when it comes to this. I'm not mad. It's all right, I understand.” I cried into his neck softly, my body curling up slightly. His body was wrapped around mine, his warmth making me feel loved. I took several deep breaths, trying to stop my tears and my franticly beating heart. He kept rubbing my back gently until my tears subsided and my breathing was close to normal. He pulled back slightly and lifted my chin, making my eyes meet his.

“Kassy, I'm not mad. It's understandable that you started feeling uncomfortable when I tried to remove your underwear. I'm not mad.” he put a finger on my lips, stopping me from saying anything. “I'm not mad. I know that things have to be taken slow and I respect your limits. Though sometimes I will try to push you past them, to help you not hurt you.” I nodded and he smiled softly. “Good. Now, what do you say about getting something to eat? I'm sure I can make us a couple sandwiches.” I nodded again and smiled.

“Can I have turkey, lettuce, olives and mayonnaise?” he nodded and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek.

“You can have whatever you want, Kassy.” I kissed him on the cheek before he slid out of bed, still wearing his snug jeans. “Why don't you change into something comfortable, Kassy? I'll be in the kitchen if you need me.” I nodded and watched him open the door, waiting until I couldn't see him in the hall before I slid out of bed. I quickly padded over to the door and closed it softly.

I sighed and stretched, reaching my arms over my head as high as I could reach them. My back popped softly and I smiled, making my way to my dresser. I pulled on a pair of loose, pajama pants, dark blue and a loose tank top, black. I smiled and pulled on a pair of socks too, my feet felling a little cold.

I slipped out the door and down the hallway. I peeked into the living room and saw Vitas eating some food. I smiled and wandered into the kitchen, sitting down at the table and watched Cian make our sandwiches. He smiled over at me and finished, my sandwich on one plate his on the other, filled with meat and cheese.

“Thank you, Cian.”he shrugged.

“You don't have to thank me, Kassy. It was my pleasure.” I smiled.

“Yes, I do have to thank you. It's not every day a woman gets her food made by a willing straight man, you know.” he chuckled softly.

“Aye, that's true.” I laughed quietly and took a bite of my sandwich.

“Now I have another reason to thank you. It's delicious.” he smiled.

“Well, I do try to make it good.” I smiled and continued to eat my sandwich.

“Thank you again, Cian.” he smiled and we sat there together, in a comfortable silence, eating our sandwiches. Vitas joined us shortly, having finished his food, and sat at our feet. When i finished my sandwich, I stood and put my plate in the sink. Vitas stood, wagging his tail and looked at me. I smiled.

“I think I'm going to take him outside, ok, Cian?” he smiled and nodded. I patted Vitas' head and he followed me to the door, his tail wagging happily. I closed the door behind us and watched as he trotted out to the golden grass again, disappearing within it.

I yawned softly and sat down on the swing, gently pushing myself back and forth. Vitas bounded to the gate, barking at me playfully. I smiled and cocked my head to the side. He turned around in a circle and looked at me again. I sighed and stood up, slowly walking towards him. He crouched low, his but sticking up into the air. As soon as I reached him, he turned and shot down the stone path. I smiled and followed after him, watching as he turned around in circles, running down to the shore.

My feet padded along in the sand as my mind wandered. My footsteps became slow and vague, though I stayed within the path that Vitas had created down the shore line.


A young girl, no older than eight years old was happily playing in her backyard, jumping on the large trampoline dominating the grass. She was wearing the new bikini shorts and top her mother had bought for her, the fabric was pink with small white bows. Her happy laughter rang through out the maple trees of the forest behind her house. They lived off a back road, away from other people. There house was large, her backyard larger.

Her house was three stories tall, painted dark forest green. A couple of windows sprinkled the back and front of the house, a long sliding glass door graced the back of the house. Through the door you could see a wooden table with surrounding chairs and a large couch that turned with the corner of the living room. You could see though the window in the kitchen that the kitchen was decorated with painted maple leaves of all colors over the walls, cabinets and counters.

In front of the sliding glass door, there was a large patio. There were planters, lining the end of the cement, with a variety of colored flowers growing from them. There were three chairs around the metal table, maple leaves decorating that too, with a large umbrella coming up from the middle of the table. Sitting in one of the three chairs was the little girls father. He was about thirty-five years old, with short, black hair. He was clean shaven, wearing a tight polo shirt and blue jeans. There was a glass of cold lemonade sitting next to him, a couple of ice cubes floating in the liquid.

He took a small sip of his drink and continued watching his daughter, his near black eyes trained on her alone. She smiled happily at him, climbing down from the trampoline to run over to him, her cheeks flushed happily.

“Daddy!” he smiled and opened up his arms.

“Come here, Kassandra.” his voice was soft and warm. Kassandra jumped up into his arms, giving him a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

“Daddy come jump with me?” he shook his head and settled her on his lap, her back pressed against his chest.

“Not now, Kassandra...” she nodded and twisted around in his lap so she was facing him. She pressed her hands down, below his stomach to lean up to talk to him. But she paused when she felt something underneath her hands.

“Daddy?” he stroked some of her hair away from her face and behind her ear.

“Yes, Kassandra?” she looked up at him, her eyes innocent and curious.

“What's this?” she pressed down harder and he let out his breath in a soft whoosh.

“That, my darling, is what happens what I'm happy to see you.” he one of his hands on hers, and pressed down against his hardened penis.

“Do you feel how hard I am?” she nodded, looking down at their hands, her soft black hair falling in front of her eyes. He smiled. “I only get like this for you, Kassandra.” she nodded her head again and looked back up at him.

“Daddy?” he smiled and stroked her cheek, watching as a smile broke onto her face.

“Yes, Kassandra?”

“May I have some of your lemonade, daddy?” he nodded and picked up his glass, holding it out to her. She took it happily and took a drink, handing it back to him and climbed off of his lap.

“Thank you, daddy!” she ran back to the trampoline and continued to jumping, smiling at her father when she did a somersault. He smiled back and continued to watch her, only leaving for a moment to get another glass of lemonade.

“Kassandra...” she flopped onto her stomach, her legs swinging up in the air.

“Yes, daddy?” her voice was sweet and innocent, sounding like light chiming bells. He smiled at her.

“In a few minutes, Kassandra, we're going to go inside. You know when you're bedtime is and I promised your mother to get you to bed while she's gone.” she nodded and happily continued to bounce a few more times before climbing back down and over to her father. He stood as she came closer, his tight jeans bulging slightly. She hesitantly reached out a hand, ghosting over the bulge.

“This is because you're happy to see me, daddy?” he nodded and picked her up, her legs wrapped around his waist.

“Yes, Kassandra, it's because I'm happy to see you.” he smiled and rubbed his nose against hers. She giggled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I'm happy to see you too, daddy.”he kissed her cheek and brushed her hair out of her face.

“It makes me so happy to hear you say that, Kassandra.” she hugged him tightly and held on as he carried her into the house, closing the glass door behind them, the lock sliding into place. She sighed softly and rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head and carried her up to the third floor, his hold on her never wavering. When they reached her room he set her on her bed and pulled out her pajamas.

“Ok, Kassandra, take off your clothes so I can help you into your pajamas.” she smiled and stood up on her bed, the light blue comforter squishing underneath her bare feet. He smiled and leaned against the wall, waiting for her to take off her bikini. When she was naked he came forward, his eyes trailing down her body.

“My, what a beautiful girl you're growing into...” she smiled and layed down on her back. He smiled and began to slid her pajama shorts up her legs.

“Daddy?” he looked up at her eyes.

“Yes, Kassandra?” her eyes were curious again.

“Why are you putting my shorts on? What about my underwear?” he smiled.

“Well, it just makes me even more happy to know that you're not wearing underwear, because it's so hot.” she smiled and nodded.

“Ok, daddy.” she lifted her bottom off of the bed, allowing her father to slide her shorts up to her hips. He leaned down and kissed her small nipple.

“Sit up, Kassandra.” she sat up and scooted to the end of the bed. “Arms up.” she lifted her arms and he slid her pajama shirt over her head. “There we are.” she smiled and leaned up, giving him a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you, daddy.” he smiled and cupped her cheek.

“You're welcome, Kassandra.” he kissed the top of her head and pulled her comforter down, pulling the sheet with it. “Come on, now. Into bed.” she crawled under the covers and smiled up at him.

“Good night, daddy.” he pulled the sheet up, leaving the comforter where it was, and kissed her cheek.

“Good night, Kassandra.” she curled onto her side and closed her eyes as he father left her room, turning the light off as he went.


I blinked as I felt strong arms wrap around my waist, the scent of burning maple enticing my senses. I turned my head and saw Cian. I smiled softly.

“What're you thinking about, Kassy?” I shook my head and looked back out to the sea. I had been standing at the shore line, the waves coming close to getting my feet wet. Vitas was lying on his stomach next to me.

“Are you sure, Kassy?” I nodded and leaned back against him. His arms tightened around me and he kissed my cheek softly. “I'm here if you want to talk about it, Kassy.” I took a deep breath and turned in his arms, my arms coming to wrap around his chest.

“I know... I'm just...” I looked down and he kissed my cheek.

“I know, Kassy, I know.” I looked up into his eyes and saw understanding, concern... and love. I stared into his eyes, lost in the foreign emotion I saw there.