Another Journey Begins
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Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
861
Reviews:
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Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The emergence
"Okay, Rio, try it again."
The small woman sighed and pulled the book closer to her. She began writing the sentences Sven had given her into Russian, but it was hard for her to get used to writing the unfamiliar characters. She wouldn't complain, though. The blonde man had told her it would help her get into her new persona if she learned the language of the woman she was creating. And to complain would be to admit defeat. The woman, formerly known as Tara, refused to do that for any reason now.
Becoming Rio was helping her deal with the nightmares. It also kept her mind off of what happened in that cabin in Massachusetts. She'd had a horrible time trying to cope with that when it was over and all she'd wanted to do was die. She still wasn't too sure she wanted to live even now, but creating Rio helped her take her mind off of it and as long as she could keep herself from dwelling on it, she felt calmer and saner, more human.
She made one final flourish with her pen and handed the paper to Sven. He looked it over carefully and smiled at her.
"Very good, sweet one. Much better. It will take some time to get used to the Russian alphabet, but you are picking it up quickly."
Justin walked into the kitchen and glanced over Sven's shoulder at the paper he was holding.
"'The big pink bird flew into the church and tackled the choir'? Sven, what kind of exercise are you teaching her?"
"Just how to write in Russian," the blonde man replied casually. "Does it matter what the sentences actually say?"
Rio smiled at him conspiratorially. She could see that Sven enjoyed teasing his partner and she liked to watch when that happened. It was fairly apparent that Justin wasn't used to lighter moments such as these.
"Well, if she is done writing about colorful poultry for now, do you think you could allow her to resume her physical training?"
Rio wrinkled her nose. That could only mean one thing: the trampoline again. She was beginning to loathe that contraption. But she was getting quite good at keeping her balance and flipping around. She supposed Justin had his reasons for making her train on it so much. And again she refused to complain just grateful he was training her at all. Sighing inwardly she rose and grabbed her towel and a bottle of water off the table. Justin chuckled as he followed her out to the training building.
"I sense you do not appreciate the power of the trampoline, small one."
"Oh, I appreciate it," she returned in her now-flawless Russian accent. "I just do not think it appreciates me."
"Ha!" Justin laughed. "If it could talk it would tell you how much it appreciates your newfound abilities. But today it will have to admire you from afar."
"It will?" she asked curiously as they reached the training facilities.
"Yes. We will use it again periodically, but today we will begin another chapter of training."
"Okay."
"Are you not interested in what we will be doing?"
"Very," she smiled. "But I am sure you will tell me what I need to know as we go along."
"Your patience is growing," he smiled back approvingly. "That is very good news indeed."
Rio nodded as she watched Justin pull out a few mats and unroll them. He then gestured for her to join him on them, which she did.
"We will begin with some karate, I think."
Suddenly, Justin swung low and kicked Rio's feet out from under her. She almost fell down but was able to right herself at the last minute, using what she'd learned on the trampoline to flip backwards.
"Very good," Justin chuckled. "I did not for sure if you would instinctively use what you have learned so far, but I see that you have.
"That was unexpected," Rio admonished him lightly. "A little warning would have been nice."
"Opponents do not always give you warning, small one."
Rio sighed and retook her place on the mat, ready for another long afternoon.
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"She is more focused than ever," the dark man said to his mate later on in bed. "I have never seen such determination from her before."
"It may feel like we have known her forever, my heart, but we have not."
"Still, it troubles me."
"As it does me," the blonde man replied running his fingertips down Justin's side and moving in to snuggle closer to him. "But at least she is focusing on moving forward now and not dying."
"This is true."
Justin turned and pulled Sven into a deep kiss. He rolled the other man underneath him and started to undress him.
"I have been waiting for this moment all day," he smiled wickedly.
"You know I always crave your touch," Sven hissed as he sucked in his breath.
"Do you now?"
Justin covered his lover's mouth with his own before any reply could be made and all Sven could do was grunt and moan into him. This is where you belong, love, Justin thought as he continued to elicit the sweetest sounds from his lover. This is where you will always belong. Sven pulled back and rolled Justin under him, and the dark man grinned up at him I amusement.
"I believe it is my turn to claim you," the blonde man stated boldly just before he leaned in and began to suckle on his lover's neck.
Justin writhed and reveled in his strong partner's arms, eagerly anticipating their union. Sven took his time exploring the dark haired man's muscular form as he made every erogenous area on Justin's body tingle and cry for attention. He prepared Justin carefully, stretching him but never hurting him. The ritual was familiar and comfortable by now. Finally, it was too much.
"Please, baby," Justin whispered hoarsely. "Please claim me."
"You are ready to be mine completely?" Sven positioned himself just outside of the orifice that he needed.
"I was always ready."
"So you were."
Sven suddenly pushed in and sucked in another breath.
"How is it you can stay so tight, love?" he ground out.
"I am usually the one doing the penetrating," Justin hissed back as he met his lover thrust for thrust.
"I cannot . . ." Sven could barely get out.
Justin knew his lover wouldn't last long. They'd both been over sensitized in the foreplay, but that didn't matter, because they both knew they would be making love more than one this night.
"Just let it happen," he replied as the first wave of his release hit him like a rock. He rode it out spilling onto his and his lover's stomachs and thrusting his ass long and hard back onto Sven's throbbing cock. The blonde suddenly let out a bark and released his own seed into Justin. They spent a few long moments emptying their vessels before collapsing onto each other in exhaustion and joy.
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Rio heard a bark coming from Justin's area of the house and raised an eyebrow in amusement. Those two weren't fooling her, but she couldn't very well tell them that.
Her training that afternoon had tired her more than the others. Karate was difficult to learn but she was determined to get it down. She didn't need to become a black belt, though, only good enough to add it to her moves.
She sighed as she remembered the stack of bills she'd left downstairs. She knew Justin and Sven had seen them but hadn't asked her about them. The insurance money was nearly gone and she would have to think of something to help her pay them off. Hopefully her training would be over before the money was completely spent, so that she would have time to find a wrestling job to help her pay the rest off.
Sighing again, she turned over in her bed and waited for sleep to come so that she could get to the next day's training. Hopefully the dreams would leave her alone.
The small woman sighed and pulled the book closer to her. She began writing the sentences Sven had given her into Russian, but it was hard for her to get used to writing the unfamiliar characters. She wouldn't complain, though. The blonde man had told her it would help her get into her new persona if she learned the language of the woman she was creating. And to complain would be to admit defeat. The woman, formerly known as Tara, refused to do that for any reason now.
Becoming Rio was helping her deal with the nightmares. It also kept her mind off of what happened in that cabin in Massachusetts. She'd had a horrible time trying to cope with that when it was over and all she'd wanted to do was die. She still wasn't too sure she wanted to live even now, but creating Rio helped her take her mind off of it and as long as she could keep herself from dwelling on it, she felt calmer and saner, more human.
She made one final flourish with her pen and handed the paper to Sven. He looked it over carefully and smiled at her.
"Very good, sweet one. Much better. It will take some time to get used to the Russian alphabet, but you are picking it up quickly."
Justin walked into the kitchen and glanced over Sven's shoulder at the paper he was holding.
"'The big pink bird flew into the church and tackled the choir'? Sven, what kind of exercise are you teaching her?"
"Just how to write in Russian," the blonde man replied casually. "Does it matter what the sentences actually say?"
Rio smiled at him conspiratorially. She could see that Sven enjoyed teasing his partner and she liked to watch when that happened. It was fairly apparent that Justin wasn't used to lighter moments such as these.
"Well, if she is done writing about colorful poultry for now, do you think you could allow her to resume her physical training?"
Rio wrinkled her nose. That could only mean one thing: the trampoline again. She was beginning to loathe that contraption. But she was getting quite good at keeping her balance and flipping around. She supposed Justin had his reasons for making her train on it so much. And again she refused to complain just grateful he was training her at all. Sighing inwardly she rose and grabbed her towel and a bottle of water off the table. Justin chuckled as he followed her out to the training building.
"I sense you do not appreciate the power of the trampoline, small one."
"Oh, I appreciate it," she returned in her now-flawless Russian accent. "I just do not think it appreciates me."
"Ha!" Justin laughed. "If it could talk it would tell you how much it appreciates your newfound abilities. But today it will have to admire you from afar."
"It will?" she asked curiously as they reached the training facilities.
"Yes. We will use it again periodically, but today we will begin another chapter of training."
"Okay."
"Are you not interested in what we will be doing?"
"Very," she smiled. "But I am sure you will tell me what I need to know as we go along."
"Your patience is growing," he smiled back approvingly. "That is very good news indeed."
Rio nodded as she watched Justin pull out a few mats and unroll them. He then gestured for her to join him on them, which she did.
"We will begin with some karate, I think."
Suddenly, Justin swung low and kicked Rio's feet out from under her. She almost fell down but was able to right herself at the last minute, using what she'd learned on the trampoline to flip backwards.
"Very good," Justin chuckled. "I did not for sure if you would instinctively use what you have learned so far, but I see that you have.
"That was unexpected," Rio admonished him lightly. "A little warning would have been nice."
"Opponents do not always give you warning, small one."
Rio sighed and retook her place on the mat, ready for another long afternoon.
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"She is more focused than ever," the dark man said to his mate later on in bed. "I have never seen such determination from her before."
"It may feel like we have known her forever, my heart, but we have not."
"Still, it troubles me."
"As it does me," the blonde man replied running his fingertips down Justin's side and moving in to snuggle closer to him. "But at least she is focusing on moving forward now and not dying."
"This is true."
Justin turned and pulled Sven into a deep kiss. He rolled the other man underneath him and started to undress him.
"I have been waiting for this moment all day," he smiled wickedly.
"You know I always crave your touch," Sven hissed as he sucked in his breath.
"Do you now?"
Justin covered his lover's mouth with his own before any reply could be made and all Sven could do was grunt and moan into him. This is where you belong, love, Justin thought as he continued to elicit the sweetest sounds from his lover. This is where you will always belong. Sven pulled back and rolled Justin under him, and the dark man grinned up at him I amusement.
"I believe it is my turn to claim you," the blonde man stated boldly just before he leaned in and began to suckle on his lover's neck.
Justin writhed and reveled in his strong partner's arms, eagerly anticipating their union. Sven took his time exploring the dark haired man's muscular form as he made every erogenous area on Justin's body tingle and cry for attention. He prepared Justin carefully, stretching him but never hurting him. The ritual was familiar and comfortable by now. Finally, it was too much.
"Please, baby," Justin whispered hoarsely. "Please claim me."
"You are ready to be mine completely?" Sven positioned himself just outside of the orifice that he needed.
"I was always ready."
"So you were."
Sven suddenly pushed in and sucked in another breath.
"How is it you can stay so tight, love?" he ground out.
"I am usually the one doing the penetrating," Justin hissed back as he met his lover thrust for thrust.
"I cannot . . ." Sven could barely get out.
Justin knew his lover wouldn't last long. They'd both been over sensitized in the foreplay, but that didn't matter, because they both knew they would be making love more than one this night.
"Just let it happen," he replied as the first wave of his release hit him like a rock. He rode it out spilling onto his and his lover's stomachs and thrusting his ass long and hard back onto Sven's throbbing cock. The blonde suddenly let out a bark and released his own seed into Justin. They spent a few long moments emptying their vessels before collapsing onto each other in exhaustion and joy.
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Rio heard a bark coming from Justin's area of the house and raised an eyebrow in amusement. Those two weren't fooling her, but she couldn't very well tell them that.
Her training that afternoon had tired her more than the others. Karate was difficult to learn but she was determined to get it down. She didn't need to become a black belt, though, only good enough to add it to her moves.
She sighed as she remembered the stack of bills she'd left downstairs. She knew Justin and Sven had seen them but hadn't asked her about them. The insurance money was nearly gone and she would have to think of something to help her pay them off. Hopefully her training would be over before the money was completely spent, so that she would have time to find a wrestling job to help her pay the rest off.
Sighing again, she turned over in her bed and waited for sleep to come so that she could get to the next day's training. Hopefully the dreams would leave her alone.