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I Didn't Want to Get Married

#7

I turned from congratulating Danzig on our triumph to see Andrew storming up towards me, fuming with self-righteous anger. I wasn't intimidated, and I stood to my full height, looking forward to a real argument for once.

Just as he reached me, we both heard a woman's voice shout out in exhilaration at that exact moment, and it was quickly repeated several times with exuberance. Andrew turned scarlet, saying nothing, and I realized that his staff must be having relations in his childhood playhouse! We had gotten here far earlier than anticipated by racing!

Excited, I grabbed Andrew's hand and brought him closer to me. "Are there any windows? I want to see!" I whispered excitedly.

Andrew, as I could have expected, looked horrified, and the noises grew louder, now occasionally joined by unclean, lustful talk and loud grunts from a man. I was addled with indecent thoughts about what such acts might be like with Andrew; it was true. But more importantly, I wanted to learn as much as I could for the benefit of my future. Thus, it was imperative I witnessed, with my own eyes, how these two people were joining! Was the woman truly enjoying it? How did their bodies move? I tried to drag Andrew towards the tent house, but he pulled his hand back.

"We cannot! You... We... We must secure the horses!" Andrew went to fetch Blondie, who hadn't wandered very far.

I watched him go, and was shocked to notice, as he turned, a bulge in the front of his pants that hadn’t been there before! Did Andrew have an erection, like I’d heard about? I found myself desperately wanting to ask, to see that even more! I knew better than to actually say anything about his possible licentious thoughts, but just thinking that Andrew could possibly be aroused in my presence sent me into a tizzy.

The moaning from the house filled my ears as I tied Danzig to a post. I wanted to watch their wanton intercourse! I wanted to watch with Andrew, dammit!

I turned, irritated and scowling, to find Andrew right behind me, observing me, biting his lip. "My lady, I'm so sorry about this." Just then, the woman clearly reached some manner of tremendous fulfillment, and vociferously!

Andrew rolled his eyes and went to enter the tent house! I grabbed his arm. "What are you doing?"

He carefully removed my hand and kissed it. This time was different from when we first met, it was gentle and tender, and I felt twice the burning heat of when he gave me the best of his smiles. "I'll not have my staff shame me in front of a woman such as you." What? What did he mean?

Andrew moved to go again and I tugged at his shirt. "But the man is not done! Andrew!"

Andrew turned and smirked at me, raising an eyebrow. Again he removed my hand from his shirt, but this time, when he placed a kiss on my knuckles, as he kept his gaze on me, it was lingering, and it made it hard to stay standing. "My greater care is for the woman's pleasure, (Y/N)." He paused, biting his lip, just staring at me, and caressing my knuckles. "I'll be back in a moment."

I nodded mutely, unable to speak, barely able to breathe. As soon as Andrew was gone in the tent house and I was safely alone, I sat gracelessly down in the dirt.

Something had changed! The good-natured teasing and strategy was losing ground to something else! Andrew really was too handsome, too good-natured, too kind! I couldn’t let myself, couldn’t allow myself the luxury of wanting what I could never have.

I had to steel myself further. I had no intention of getting my foolish heart broken when Andrew inevitably refused my parents presentation of me as a prospective bride! Talk as he might about a genuine connection, my family was only middling wealthy, and the dowry I'd bring would be paltry compared to many.

I needed to focus! I wanted to learn what I could from Andrew's experiences, and nothing more. I didn't need my head filling up with silly fantasies. I wiped my hand against my skirt with a grim scowl.

Notes

Flirty Andy!

Thank you to whoever has been giving me such nice ratings! I noticed and it cheered me greatly! I've been having a really rough time of it lately, and it's the small things like that which really help me through. Thanks again. <3

Comments

@Kellyrages

Glad you dug it, bro.

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
10/25/16

Oh my god, these two are my favorite couple ever. I'm sad it's over because I just loved how they talked literally so bluntly with each other! Andrew stayed so mortified! Ah! <3 <3 <3 <3

Kellyrages Kellyrages
10/25/16

@Maladaptive


The very best comic books! High-end graphic novels! Mwahahaha! ;3

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
10/21/16

@smutty pariah
OMG stop! I love both of you! We already discussed this!

Smutty Pariah = comic books
Anathema = book series

Maladaptive Maladaptive
10/21/16

@anathema

Both > just one, right? ;3

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
10/20/16