Gryfaw & Nasko's Poison

Smiling, breathing heavily and bounding up, ecstatic - he is right! This is fun! Sand stuck to her skin where her perspiration dripped. She brushed at its grit. She looks to him glee written on her countenance. “It’s like the tumblers in the circus!”

His cheerful laughter prods her to try again, his arms fast about her. The third time feels altered, before she can decipher what is different, she is on her feet.

Kiril is walking toward her, "You are a quick study," he smiles, his arms going around her.

“How did you...” her words are sputtered, as she looks behind her expecting to see him! “I did that ...by myself?” She returns his hug exuberantly, rubbing her lithe flesh against his. “I did that by myself!” she chortles, clearly euphoric at her accomplishments. “of course, I do have a good teacher.”

She startles when he groans her name, his arms tightening. She gasps, her stomach lifting and falling with the same sensation as the time she rode the wind-ship that flew across the desert sands, up and over the dunes - when the wheels dropped sharply off the dune her stomach would clench and churn with exhilaration - her lashes flutter as his sinewy body presses against hers, for a moment she forgets to breathe.

She is aware of his body stiffening slightly, and she lifts her chin, her eyes trustingly questioning his. She sways against him, partial to the comforting-vision that is weaving in her mind. His thighs press against her hip and she senses his appendage thicken.

She remembers what her two older ‘brothers’ taught her about the poison that boils inside young men. They tested her first and found she was immune to its terrible foam and acid-like burns that

erupt into boils. They were careful, they said that she shouldn’t tell Haleen she was immune or Haleen would use her gift, only Haleen would charge them lots. “A gift shouldn’t be used like that,” Gryfaw had moaned his affliction making his man-part all purple and angry.

Haleen had found out though, many seasons later and it was shortly after that the two, now young men, left to seek their destinies.

"Oh! Kiril! Let me help you," she begs.

Kiril pulls his head back peering at her, clearly not understanding her urgency. His own embarrassment of his body is reacting the way any male would while clad only in a brief loin-cloth holding a vibrant healthy, his eyes stray to her heaving chest, female... he groans again, shifting slightly, looking into her distressed expression, his brows pinched.

"Gryfaw and Nasko educated me about the condition men endure." She is almost in tears as he stares at her, baffled. "Please; they showed me how to drain the poison. I swear I know how."

She seems to be imploring him to let her do something, but he truly is perplexed.

“Even Dashki praised my gift when I caught him in pain in the kitchens the other night. He says there is probably not another poison sucker within a thousand kilometres who is as good as I.” She shudders slightly. “I couldn’t watch him suffer when I know I have to power to prevent it,” she continues, “Valeros was afflicted badly with it – he informed me that the many women he met in his travels protected him, may he rest in peace.”

Her eyes are luminous with unshed tears. “Please trust me. You don’t have to suffer the agony of holding it in or injuring your hand with the toxin. I can heal you. I am not affected by the venom, it can’t hurt me.” Her hand is gripping his wrist firmly, her dainty fingers unable to fully circle the wiry arm.

Kiril is searching his mind, Gryfaw and Nasko were the two other boys this Haleen person had saved that Spring grew up with. “Of course, of course,” he reassures her, “I trust you, I’m just bewildered.”

She pulls back from him, and slides to her knees in relief. “Allow me aid you before it’s too late.” Her fingers reach forward and touch his hips, loosening the knot on the loin cloth. She hears him gasp as his fingers circle her wrists to impede her.

“Gawds, Spring,” his mind swirls as he swallows hard, his covering slipping to seat itself in a position so as to barely be protection at all...

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