"You're welcome…Sydney." I raised my eyebrows a little when I said her name, queuing her to respond.
Her eyes widened and she quickly drew her head back reflexively, bumping the back of her head against the rock wall. "Ouch."
"You okay, Sydney?" I could tell she hadn't hit her head that hard, but I wanted to say her name again, just for fun, waiting for her to recognize me.
I grinned and it must've been what gave me away.
"Dennis?" She looked really confused now. "Oh, my god. What happened to you?"
"It's a long story," I said. "Makes about as much sense as you and me being here. How freaking weird is that, huh?"
"It's completely crazy," she said, trying to get up. I could see she needed help to stand. Evidently her legs were weak from not being able to move away from the wall for so long. I took hold of her by her arms and gently lifted until she was on her feet.
"I thought I was the only one," I said. "Then Monica found me, and told me about you."
"Is she okay?" Sydney looked genuinely concerned.
"Yeah. She's fine. Worn out. Pretty emotional still. But fine."
"Oh, good. I wanted to freak out too," Sydney said. "When we both found ourselves here, I mean." She crossed one arm in front of her, squeezing her boobs as she reached across them to rub her opposite shoulder. "But I kept my head. One of us had to. She was a wreck. But I don't blame her."
"Yeah, I was shocked as shit when it happened," I said. I nodded to the shoulder she was rubbing. "You okay?"
She glanced at it. "Oh, yeah. Just aches. Having my arms up like that for so long. It sucked."
"I'm sure. So, I gotta say, I'm surprised at how well you are taking this. I mean, Saber-Kong, you being taken prisoner. Hell, just being here!"
She paused and looked me in the eyes as if she was taking stock of me, trying to decide something about me. After a few seconds, she spoke. "Actually, I cried almost the entire first day after I was brought to this cave."
I was touched she decided to reveal her vulnerability to me. Of course, crying under her circumstances was totally reasonable, but evidently at first she hadn't wanted to say she had. Maybe she feels something for me, I thought.
"The ape-faced men?" I asked. "They captured you? Brought you here?"
She furrowed her brow and looked slightly downward, remembering them, apparently. "Yeah. Hate those ugly bastards! Oooh! The giant ape creature was scary, but he didn't seem interested in doing more than guarding me. I guess I was his prize or something."
I noticed her body tensed up at the memory. Then I couldn't stop noticing her body. She was standing two feet in front of me—massive well-formed boobs inches away. It was an act of sheer willpower to keep from completely dropping my gaze down to her chest and letting my eyes take the ride down from there.
"Hey, muscle man," she said. "My eyes are up here."
My willpower wasn't as strong as I thought. I looked back up to her face. "Sorry."
She giggled.
"It's just that you're…"
"Completely naked?" she said.
I pressed my lips together and momentarily tilted my head at a slight diagonal. "Yeah, that."
"It looks like you aren't going to fall asleep on me this time," she said, before casting a lingering glance toward the leather flap covering me down below.
I glanced down and saw the flap holding steady in a horizontal position, like a small table extending from a hinge on a wall, propped up from underneath—a few inches below my navel.
"Sorry about that," I said.
"About falling asleep in your apartment or about showing me how happy you are to see me now?"
"Uh, both?"
"It's okay," she said, leaning into me and wrapping her arms around my waist.
Holy shit, she feels good.
"We should get back." I know I didn't sound very convincing, but the thought of Alara, Nithia, and Tara waiting for me made me feel guilty for wanting to leave them waiting so Sydney and I could…
Fuck, she feels good!
She slid her hand down over my rear. I didn't mind.
Despite the dust and dirt on her, she smelled good.
"Yeah," she said. "You're right. I'd rather not hang around here anymore anyway." She shrugged slightly, evidently recognizing the pun.
I glanced around the room, hoping to convince myself that the place and the timing was more appropriate, but nothing gave me an excuse to ignore the common sense I had in my head. The ground was hard dirt and rough rocks. Sure, Saber-Kong wasn't a threat anymore, but his ape-faced men would be back at some point, no doubt. And the girls were waiting for me to return.
The first time I had Sydney naked beside me I lost the opportunity through no fault of my own. Now, I was passing on a second chance. For a moment I wished I was more of a selfish asshole, like some of the other guys in college—screw 'em at all costs. But I wasn't that kinda guy.
"My…friends are waiting for us," I said. "Part of me doesn't want to, but we need to get back to them. It's not safe out here, and I don't want anything to happen to them."
"If they're muscly tough guys, like you, I wouldn't worry about them too much."
"Actually," I said, glancing down at her breasts for a second, then trying to pass it off as unintentional, "they're women."
Sydney's eyebrows raised and she curled a slight smile at the edges of her mouth.
I quickly added, "Capable and strong, but with those ape men out there and who knows what else… I just want to make sure they're safe."
"I had you figured wrong all that time in class," Sydney said. "You stud, you."
"It's not like that." Wait. It actually sort of is. "I mean…"
She chuckled. "I'm just giving you a hard time." She looked down. "Obviously."
My mouth hung open, waiting for something to say which would work me out of the conversation.
"We should go, then," she said. "But maybe," she looked down at her naked body, then back up at me. "Maybe I could borrow that," she nodded toward my cloak, "to make myself a little more presentable."
I couldn't imagine her being more presentable than she was right then, her breasts full and ripe for the tasting, her hips smooth and rounded, and her beautiful blond hair—long on top, highlighting her gorgeous blue eyes, and well-trimmed below. But for Alara, Nithia, and Tara…yeah, she needed to put something on. I already was a little concerned how it would go over bringing back Sydney to meet them. All four of them were stunning beauties in their own right, but Sydney unquestionably could hold her own. After all, I thought, she was the gold medal winner in the best boobs contest I'd judged in class—my imagination, yeah, but it was legit.
"Yeah," I said. "Might be a good idea." I undid the knot on my chest which held on the cloak and pulled it off. When I held it up to Sydney I saw how badly Saber-Kong's acid spit had burned through it. It was tattered, with large gaping holes. I handed it to Sydney. "It's seen better days."
She whirled it around her back and then brought as much as she could from each side to the front, using the tie string to draw it together as much as possible. When she was finished securing it, she had one arm slipped through a large hole which had been burned into one side. Her other arm was only slightly covered with the cloak draping down that side. She managed to fully cover one breast—a major accomplishment given its size. The tattered cloak failed to hide more than half of her other one. As for down below, the ends of the cloak were ripped and her ample hips proved too much to overcome. The cloth spread fully below her navel.
I shook my head looking at her. "That'll have to do."
She looked down, then back at me. "You sound disappointed."
"No. Not me. I like the look. A lot." I took a deep breath. "I just know I'm going to get an earful when we get back."
She grinned. "Probably. Especially if you don't do something about that." She looked at the leather flap which was still defying gravity.
No argument there. I was hard as the sto
ne wall a few feet from us. Even though I was exhausted from fighting Saber-Kong, Sydney had me all worked up and despite my intention to take her back to the others right away, I knew the hike was going to be extra uncomfortable. And the leather loin cloth wasn't nearly as easy on me as my blue and white striped boxers. I figured I'd have yet another injury by the time we got to the Alara, Nithia, and Tara.
After I'd been dwelling on my predicament for a few moments—longer than I realized—Sydney reached down and took matters into her own hands. "I know you're in a hurry," she said. "But maybe I can make this a little easier for you."
I was surprised at her ability to take action even after all she'd been through. I staggered a little at her touch and nearly lost my footing as I stepped on a loose rock. She stayed with me and placed her other hand on my chest, pushing gently until she'd backed me against the stone wall of the cave. She slid her upper hand down and across my stomach as her other hand worked around the base of my problem.
A fleeting thought that maybe this wasn't the right time again passed through my head, but Sydney had me between a rock and a hard-on. I gave in to her and let her work her magic on me.
She looked into my eyes. "Just so you don't come back like this." She smiled and I watched as she lowered to her knees, still looking up at me until all I could see was the top of her head. I grabbed the chains attached to the rock wall on either side of me, and pulled hard on them as I felt the warmth of her tongue. The chains clanked against the rock as she moved in, enveloping me fully into her mouth. Her long hair caressed the insides of my thighs as she moved. The muscles in my arms tensed as I gripped the chains ever tighter.
I felt my breath leave me as she momentarily pulled off of me, only to rise and press the full soft flesh of her breasts against my loins. She wrapped her hands against the sides of my legs. I glanced down and saw her looking up at me. She smiled and licked her lips before lowering once more and returning to finish what she'd started.
Her hands tightened their grip on the outsides of my thighs as she used the leverage to force her head more deeply onto me. I saw her cascading hair sway and bounce as she moved rhythmically. I held onto the chains and tensed my entire body as she brought me to a glorious climax. I felt the pressure build and then suddenly release just as my arms flung downward, carrying the chains with them. Chunks of rock shot out from the wall where the metal bolts had been buried to hold the chains in place. The cave echoed with my long moaning exhalation.
She slowly slid off of me, squeezing her lips against me as she did. Then she leaned back, and drew her forefinger to her mouth to wipe the corner.
"There," she said. "I think you're ready to go now."
"Holy shit, Sydney." My breathing was heavy, but slowing a little now with each breath. "That was…"
"Yeah. I know." She stood and smiled. Then she kissed me briefly before leaning over to whisper into my ear. "Thanks for rescuing me."
"Anytime."
"You good to go now?" she asked.
"Give me a minute," I said, leaning against the wall. I wrapped my arms around her, letting one hand glide down to rest on her ass.
"Just say when."
I looked into her eyes and she flared them a little and grinned. I knew what she meant.
Chapter 22
Sydney and I both moved at the same pace on the way back to the others—slow. I wanted to get to the girls as soon as possible, but the fight with Saber-Kong and Sydney's act of kindness had drained me. And she had been chained up without food for quite a while. We came over the last hill and through the trees on fumes.
We came down through the forest overgrowth and I saw Tara first. She was leaning against a tree, bow in hand, but down at her side. She didn't have an arrow drawn. Keeping watch, I thought. Good girl. She didn't look alarmed. I hoped it had been that way the entire time I was gone.
She spotted me and Sydney, and waved. I returned the wave. I couldn't hear her clearly, but she appeared to be letting Alara and Nithia know we had arrived. After she called out to them, she came running toward us. Before she reached us, I saw Nithia stand up beside the tree where I'd placed Alara on the soft grass. Nithia began running to me too. Alara sat up and waved. Good. Looks like she's doing better.
Tara called out to me. "Den! You did it!"
I barely got my feet down after stepping over a log before Tara slammed into me, hugging me. She paid no attention to the wounds on my side, but I knew it was an unintentional oversight. Her embrace hurt a little, but I didn't say so.
"Good to see you too," I said. She finished hugging me, her cheek pressed against my chest, then she stepped back and looked at Sydney.
"This is Sydney." I nodded toward Sydney. "Sydney, this is Tara."
"Good to meet you, Sydney." Tara tipped her head down a little and smiled.
"Nice to meet you too, Tara," Sydney said, holding the front of her cloak closed as much as she could.
Nithia slammed into me, and draped her arms up and around my neck. She landed kisses on my face and lips and neck. I felt like I was being attacked by a hyper puppy dog. I didn't mind one bit.
When she stopped, she turned to Sydney. "Oh, hi. You must be Sydney. I'm Nithia. Sorry for what happened to you. Are you okay?"
Sydney smiled and glanced at me. I shrugged. I knew she was looking at me to give me a pretend hard time about the women fawning over me.
Sydney wiped the corner of her mouth with a finger. "Yeah. I'm good." She extended her hand to Nithia. "Nice to meet you."
Oh, wow. Subtle. Give me strength. I caught myself chuckling briefly at Sydney's callback.
"What is it?" Tara said to me.
I looked at her and Nithia. "Just happy to be back with you." I looked over Nithia's shoulder and saw Alara still sitting up. "All three of you." I nodded toward Alara. "Come on. Let's go. I want to see how she's doing."
Nithia turned and walked with me on my left side, practically leaning into me as she did. I put my arm around her waist and moved my hand over the side of her ass and gave it a good squeeze. She let out a little sound, "Mmm."
Tara started to take my other side, but Sydney closed the gap first and grabbed my hand.
Oh, shit. I watched Tara, expecting fireworks. It was clear she wanted to be next to me, but then she surprised the hell out of me…and Sydney.
Tara didn't miss a beat. She made a pivot and moved around to Sydney's other side. Then she put her arm around Sydney's hips. "I'm glad you're joining us. It'll be nice to have another girl around." She leaned forward so she could glance directly at me. "You can help us give Den a hard time."
"Tara." I shook my head and kept walking.
"He may not say it," Tara said, "but he likes the attention."
"Yeah," Sydney said. "That's what it felt like to me…when he came…"
I glanced at her, then she continued, "to rescue me."
Why do I get the feeling I'm in more danger now than when I fought Saber-Kong?
We walked four abreast—or, three breasted and me—over to where Alara was eagerly waiting. I was pleased to see Alara stand up as we approached her. I could tell her leg was still giving her some trouble, but evidently it had improved. She had gauze wrapped around it at the thigh, with one end of the bandage drawn up and around her waist to keep the bandage from slipping—a sort of first-aid garter belt.
She held her staff in one hand, most likely using it for support. She simply smiled as the four of us walked up to her. Somehow, out of all five of the women I'd come to know in this world—counting Monica too—Alara was the one who seemed to see inside my head the easiest. She glanced to either side of me and then looked back to me. She smiled. I shrugged, raising my brow in a gesture to plead my innocence. She shrugged too and then held out her hand to me. I pulled my arm from Sydney and took Alara's hand. I felt her push down against my palm as she used my strength to steady herself. She took the few steps remaining between us and embraced me. When she leaned her head back, she didn't say anything
. Instead, she simply looked into my eyes then came closer and kissed me on the mouth. She took her time, as if re-familiarizing herself with me—her lips and tongue explored for a few seconds.
Sydney spoke quietly, but audibly, "Awkward."
Tara cleared her throat in an exaggerated manner. Alara withdrew slowly, staring into my eyes as she pulled away. I realized my head was jutting forward in an unconscious attempt to prolong our lip-locking.
"Aaand, this is Alara," Tara said.
"Hello," Sydney said. She sounded slightly less bold than when she'd spoken a few moments ago.
Alara turned to her. "I'm glad Den was able to rescue you from that horrible creature. Truly. Our world can be cruel, harsh." She glanced to me, then returned her attention to Sydney. "We need to look out for one another."
"Thank you," Sydney said. "Without Dennis, I would've died there."
Alara gently put her hand against my chest. "He's a guardian for us all." She cast her gaze down at Sydney's blond patch on full display—the tattered cloak hanging loosely. "I see Den gave you his cloak, though it doesn't really do the job. Does it?"
"Yeah," Sydney said, moving one leg slightly in front of the other to block the view between her thighs. "Sorry about that. I didn't have anything on when I was brought here." She looked around the forest. "Not here, I mean. But to this place, this world, I mean. Wherever we are."
"Galderia," Alara said. "Our world is called Galderia."
"Galderia." Sydney nodded ever so slightly as she murmured the name.
I heard some distant forest noises, more than what I had been hearing as background noise most of the time. "We'd better get moving. We'll be safer back in Darguna." I glanced at Alara's leg. "Can you travel?"
She nodded. "Yes. I think so." She moved to my side and placed her arm around me. "If you can help me."
"I'll gather the supplies," Nithia said.
"I'll help," Tara said.
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