Tiopa Ki Lakota

by D. Jordan Redhawk

  The blonde sat very still as she was caressed. Touches trailed along her arms, gently massaged her shoulders. They brushed her neck and she arched it as a cat receiving a scratching. Dark eyes stared into hers and Kathleen tried diligently to keep visual contact. When Anpo's touch drifted to her aching breasts, it was too much and she let out a soft moan as her eyes finally closed.

  Anpo's heartbeat increased at the sound. She finally dropped her own eyes and watched her dark hands against the fair skin, circling the soft roundness, watching the nipples pucker in anticipation. Curiosity washed over the warrior and she leaned closer.

  A familiar sensation occurred and Kathleen's mind frantically searched for the memory. Nursing! She opened dark blue eyes and peered down her chest to see Anpo suckling her left breast. The warrior's eyes were closed and her hands had reached around Kathleen's back to support her. The sheer eroticism of the moment flushed through the blonde and she tossed her head backwards, her own hands finding the dark head and pressing closer. "Oh, Anpo," she sighed.

  The skin was smooth and warm. The warrior could hear the rapid heart beating, could feel it on her lips as she sucked on the small bud. Hearing her woman's response to the suckling, a wave of passion flowed through her and she attacked the right nipple with hunger. Anpo braced the blonde with one arm, bringing her other hand forward to knead the abandoned breast.

  Once again, Kathleen lost herself in the intensity. Both her hands were wrapped in raven hair and she clutched at Anpo, wanting her to continue, wanting her to stop, wanting her to do... something. Teeth grazed her nipple and she groaned, bringing her head forward to rain kisses on her lover.

  With raging appetite, Anpo moaned and avidly attacked her woman's chest and neck, finally stopping at Kathleen's lips. There, her touch became gentle, her kisses teasing, drawing the blonde out and away from her nervousness and fears.

  Expecting the same frenzied attention, Kathleen was frustrated. She tried to extend the kisses only to have Anpo pull away. Her dark blue eyes snapped in pique. Hands still buried in dark hair, she forced the desired lips closer and attacked them. Their tongues entwined, she could feel her warrior's moan and it urged her to lean forward.

  Losing herself to the sensations, Anpo pulled her winuhca closer. She was sitting cross legged and Kathleen was in her lap, straddling her waist. The shock of their bellies and breasts touching, rubbing, pressing against each other brought another wave of arousal and sound from both of them.

  Anpo's hands rubbed the pale thighs, occasionally reaching around to knead the rounded buttocks and pull the blonde closer. She could feel the light curls brushing and mingling with her own darker ones, feel the moisture there mixing with her own essence. Small hands, having finally released her hair, scratched up and down her back and shoulders. "Mahasanni ki," she whispered between incendiary kisses, capturing one of the hands.

  Kathleen found her hand pressed to an aching breast. She broke off the kiss as she peered down, brushing her thumb against the darker areola, seeing the erect nipple peaking. Bringing her head back up, she stared into fiery brown eyes and licked her lips. With deliberate slowness, she squeezed the breast, capturing the nipple between thumb and forefinger.

  The warrior's eyes closed and she pressed against the blonde's hips with a groan. "Ohan, mahasanni ki," she panted as the attention continued, a rush of wetness between her thighs.

  It was Kathleen's turn to marvel at the effect of her touch. She lost herself in the wonder as her hands crossed heated flesh, watching her lover's reactions to the different touches. Straying down, she brushed the curly hair between them, feeling moisture. Surprised, reached further, scooping Anpo's essence onto a finger and brushing the sensitive bud.

  Anpo was on fire, her body automatically bucking as the blonde touched her. She opened dark eyes to slits, watching as Kathleen studied the liquid on her finger.

  "You are wet," the blonde said, holding the digit up to show the warrior.

  Panting, Anpo couldn't help but chuckle. "Ohan, Ketlin. It is what happens to winyan when they are aroused." With a sly grin, she brought her own hand down and returned the favor, her smile widening at the gasp of surprise as she caressed Kathleen's sex. Bringing her finger up, she showed the blonde that it glistened with wetness, as well.

  The jolt of pleasure from her center startled the blonde. While there'd been some amount of feeling with her husband, it had never been so intense with just a touch. She watched as Anpo licked her own finger clean, eyes closing with enjoyment. Kathleen peered at her damp finger, a maddening curiosity overcoming her. What does she taste like? The resulting explosion of saltiness on her tongue amazed her.

  Anpo opened her eyes to see her winuhca repeating the action, finger in mouth as she sucked the warrior's essence. Her hands returned to the pale skin, pulling Kathleen's hips closer until their centers mingled. She heard a moan that drove her on and her hands massaged the firm muscles of the blonde's buttocks, moving slowly south.

  As long fingers played in her wetness, Kathleen's hips began to move, pressing herself against the warrior. Not wanting to be left out, she reached between them and caressed Anpo's silky folds, her body on fire at the immediate and carnal response.

  They moved together, soft moans punctuating their touches as they thrust against each other. Lips and tongues clashed together in breathless excitement, fingers reaching into places that hadn't been touched in too long. The pair rode wave upon wave of ecstasy until they cried out in a final spasm, bucking against firm skin in mutual climax.

  Anpo was physically exhausted but her heart was filled to bursting. She eased backwards onto their robes until she lay with her woman splayed across her body. Her fingertips idly traced patterns on Kathleen's back and sides. I have found my path, as Inyan told me many winters ago.

  The blonde relaxed under the stroking, her body sluggish. A hundred thoughts rampaged through her active mine, foremost being, Good Lord! What else have we been missing!? She listened to the steady beat of her winuhca's heart, slowing to normal after their exertions. Another sound filled her ear, the croon of her warrior singing a love song.

  When it was finished, Anpo hugged her woman close. "I will never leave you again, mahasanni ki. Not even in death."

  Though the words sent shivers down her spine, Kathleen lifted her head, falling into deep pools of brown. "And I will never leave you, mahasanni ki. Not even in death."

  Epilogue

  1784

  The spring morning was chilly and a little overcast. It had rained pretty steadily for the last month and Stewart was happy for the break in the weather. He tightened the cinch on his saddle and readjusted a stirrup. Certain that he and his gear would stay on the animal, he turned to his family with a smile.

  As usual, Teca was in Anpo's arms. The boy was five winters old now and becoming more and more distracted by the hoksila who ran wild through camp. Beside the pair was Kathleen, her dark blue eyes shining with tears despite the happy smile on her face. It was to her that the blond man went first.

  Kathleen's breath hitched as she was gathered into his arms. She reined in her rampant emotions and bussed his cheek. "You take care of yourself, Stew," she insisted, pulling back to dust and straighten his homespun shirt.

  "Ohan, sis, I will," Stewart responded. He tilted her chin with a finger and stared into eyes that were so like his own. "And you take care of yourself and your family."

  Despite her best intentions, the blonde burst into tears and pulled her little brother into another embrace. "I will," she promised in a fierce whisper.

  After a few moments, Stewart pulled away, his own eyes suspiciously damp. "Here now, lass! No tears!" He helped her wipe her face before turning to Anpo.

  The warrior stared at him for long seconds. Her face was unreadable as she set Teca down and reached for a pouch at her feet. Anpo handed the leather to her sic'e

  , a slight smile gracing her face. "Thank you for bringing my winuhcala and cinksi back to me."

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nbsp; Blinking in surprise at the gift, Stewart opened the pouch and pulled out a fur bundle. Inside was a bone pipe, yellowed with age. Small animals were carved on it and a second piece of bone had been fashioned into the bowl, its interior blackened from use. Stewart looked up at the warrior.

  "That is my best pipe," Anpo explained. "It is made from the bone of tatanka ska and is very sacred."

  Stewart fairly gaped at her, knowing the importance of this item among Anpo's personal belongings. He automatically reached out to hand it back but Kathleen intercepted him.

  "Never refuse a gift," she murmured.

  Swallowing, the man nodded. He pulled back and looked at the warrior. "Thank you, Anpo. You do me a great honor with this gift." His mind raced as he considered his own belongings. "I have nothing to give you in return."

  Anpo's smile widened. She picked Teca up again and held out her arm, draping it around Kathleen's waist. "You have given me a great gift, Stu'et, one that I can never repay. You have brought my family home to me."

  Unable to top that, Stewart accepted the compliment and gift with grace. he bundled the pipe up carefully and stowed it with his gear. Final good byes were said and he mounted his horse.

  "Give my best to mum and da," Kathleen said.

  "I will, sis."

  Teca, who had remained fairly silent through the exchange, finally called out, "Leksi

  ! You will return?"

  Stewart's eyes took in the boy, his family. He turned a bit and studied the winter camp of Wagmiza Wagna with fond eyes. A smile crossed his face and he looked back at his nephew. "Ohan, tunska! I will be back to see you."

  "Good." Satisfied, Teca asked to be put down and he scampered off to his mother's ti ikceya to play.

  "Take care, sis. I love you." Stewart urged his mount away, threading through the camp. Once he was through the eastern entrance, he kicked the horse into a trot.

  On a hill outside of camp, Stewart pulled up short. Turning around, he looked down and saw his sister and hanka

  walking arm in arm back to the lodge. Teca was dancing around the fire, pretending to be hunting tatanka ska.

  "Aye, sis. I'll be back. You can bet on it."

  He turned the horse for home.

  Cast of Characters

  Hca Wanahca (hajah wah-nah-hajah) - (Cinksi/Anpo's sister) nicknamed Hca

  He Osni (hee oh-shnee) - (medicine man) nicknamed He

  Hehaka Yatke (heh-hah-kah yaht-keh) - owner of Kathleen from Mani's camp

  Inyan Ceye (een-yahn cheh-yeh) - (shaman) nicknamed Inyan

  Magaju Ahi (mah-gah-joo ah-hee) - (Anpo/Hca’s cousin) nicknamed Ahi

  Nupa Olowan (noo-pah oh-loh-wahn) - (Cinksi/Anpo's childhood friend) nicknamed Nupa

  Stewart Franklin McGlashan - (Kathleen's brother) nicknamed Stew

  Tatanka Teca (tah-tahn-kah teh-jah) - (Ketlin/Anpo's child) nicknamed Teca

  Topeya (toh-peh-yah) - (native who received the first steel knife from the white trader)

  Wagmiza Wagna (wah-gamee-zah wah-ganah) - Chief of Cinksi/Anpo's camp

  Wanbli Zi (wahn-blee zee) - (Cinksi/Anpo's father) nicknamed Wanbli

  Waniyetu Gi (wah-nee-yeh-too jee) - (Cinksi/Anpo's mother) nicknamed Gi

  Wayawa (wah-yah-wah) - medicine man of Mani's camp

  Wi Sape (wee sah-peh) - (Nupa's father)

  Wicasa Waziya Mani (wee-chah-shah wah-zee-yah mah-nee) - Chief

  Wi Ile Anpo (wee ee-leh ahn-poh) - (a.k.a. Cinksi) nicknamed Anpo

  Yus'as'a Wicasa (yoo-she-ah-she-ah wee-chah-shah) - son of Nupa and Hca, Anpo's nephew

  Zintkala T'e Zito (zeen-takah-lah teh-eh zee-toh) - Opposing Lakota chief in 1768 civil war

  Kathleen Sarah McGlashan Stevens - the white woman, nicknamed Ketlin

  Jonathan McGlashan - Kathleen's father

  Rachel McGlashan - Kathleen's mother

  Stewart Franklin McGlashan - Kathleen's brother

  Franklin O'Neill - Rachel McGlashan's father, Kathleen's grandfather

  Kathleen O'Neill - Rachel McGlashan's mother, Kathleen's grandmother

  Widower Adam Stevens - nearest neighbor and Kathleen's husband

  Kathleen Sarah Stevens (nee McGlashan) - daughter of Rachel and Jonathon

  Lakota Glossary

  ate (ah-the) - father

  cana (cha-nah) - crotch area

  ce (chee) - penis

  cinksi (cheen-kashee) - son

  cunksi (choon-kashee) - daughter

  cuwe (choo-weh) - older sister

  cuwekala (choo-weh-kah-lah) - precious, older sister

  cuwignaka (choo-wee-genah-kah) - dress

  Hahatunwan (hah-hah-toon-wahn)/Ojibwe tribe - 'village by the falls'

  han (Hahn) - female greeting

  hanka (hahn-kah) - male to sister-in-law

  hankasi (hahn-kah-shee) - grandchild

  hau (hah-oo) - male agreement, yes / greeting

  hehaka (heh-hah-kah) - male deer, elk

  hiya (hee-yah) - negative, no

  hoh (hoh) - male negative, strong no

  hokahe (hoh-kah-heh) - "let's go"

  hoksila (hoh-keshee-lah) - boy

  igmu (eeg-moo) - cat, mysterious animal

  ikceya (eek-jeh-yah) - common lodge (a.k.a. tipi)

  ina (ee-nah) - mother

  inanup (ee-nah-noop) - mother two

  jiji (jee-jee) - fair complexioned

  ki (kee) - the

  koskalaka (kosh-kah-lah-kah) - young man

  leksi (leh-kashee) - uncle

  mahasanni ki (mah-hah-sahn-nee kee) - 'my second skin', very intimate name for one's mate

  maske (mah-shekeh) - female to female close friend

  misun (mee-soon) - female to younger brother

  mitan (mee-tahn) - younger sister

  mitankala (mee-tahn-kah-lah) - precious, younger sister

  nigesanla (nee-geh-sahn-lah) - antelope

  ohan (oh-hahn) - female agreement, yes

  oinikaga tipi (oh-ee-nee-kah-gah tee-pee) - sweat lodge

  pispiza (pees-pee-zah) - prairie dog

  san (shahn) - vagina

  Sicangu (see-gahn-goo) - one of the seven tribes of Lakota

  sic'e (shee-chah-eh) - female to brother-in-law

  ska (skah) - white

  stepan (sheteh-pahn) - female to sister-in-law

  taha (tah-hah - buckskin

  takoja (tah-koh-jah) - grandchild

  tanksi (tahn-kashee) - male form of younger sister, close friend

  tatanka (tah-tahn-kah) - buffalo

  ti (tee) - lives in

  tiblo (tee-beloh) - female form of older brother / close male friend

  tiopa (tee-oh-pah) - door, opening

  tiospaye (tee-osh-pah-yeh) - extended family unit

  tunska (toon-shekah) - nephew

  tunkasi (toon-kah-shee) - father-in-law

  tunkasila (toon-kah-shee-lah) - grandfather

  tunwin (toon-ween) - aunt

  unci (oon-jee - grandmother

  uncisi (oon-jee-shee) - mother-in-law

  wagmu ohanpi (wah-gemoo oh-han-pee) - squash

  wakan (wah-kahn) - very powerful

  wakan tanka (wah-kahn tahn-kah) - the great spirit

  wakanyeja (wah-kahn-yeh-jah) - baby

  wana (wah-nah) - now

  wansi (wahn-see) - pemmican, dried meat and fruit mixture

  wicahcala (wee-chah-hajah-lah) - 'real man,' term of respect

  wicasa (wee-chah-shah) - man, older adult male

  wicincala (wee-cheen-jah-lah) - girl

  wikoskalaka (wee-kosh-kah-lah-kah) - young woman

  winuhca (wee-noo-hejah - 'real woman', term of respect

  winuhcala (wee-noo-hejah-lah) - precious, real woman / term of endearment for wife

  winyan (ween-yahn) - woman, older adult female

  wiwoha (wee-woh-hah) - daughter-in-law

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