Fostering Faust 2, page 4
part #2 of Fostering Faust Series
“You really are tired,” Nannie murmured, her fingers closing around his arm. She began to gently guide him over to a table.
“Not all of us got to nap during the meetings,” Alex said, sitting on the bench Nannie put him next to.
“Heh. Need my beauty rest. There’re only two of us bodyguards, even after all your promises.”
Nannie sat down next to him, both their backs to the wall.
“You don’t need any beauty rest. I think you’re actually rather pretty,” Alex said honestly, yawning.
“Uh huh.”
Closing his eyes, Alex let out a breath and slunk low in the chair.
Only to be shaken roughly.
“Master, wake up. You’re falling asleep upright,” Nannie murmured.
“Sorry, Five. Just give me a moment and we can have dinner,” Alex mumbled, unable to open his eyes for longer than a second. He truly meant it, too. He didn’t want to sleep right now. “I want to have dinner with you. This isn’t exactly how I wanted it to go, though.”
Nannie grunted and then grabbed him by the elbow. Levering him up from his seat, she got an arm around his waist.
Alex didn’t even try to fight her. He just leaned into her and let himself be guided.
Suddenly he was dropped into a soft bed. He couldn’t even remember getting up the stairs. Then rough hands started pulling at his boots.
Lifting his head a bit, he found Nannie crouching down at the foot of his bed, working his boots off.
In the haze of his sleep-addled brain, he realized she was acting very different right now.
Maybe ’cause I thanked her and meant it. Told her my thoughts.
“Thanks, Five. You’re a love. A beautiful and courageous love,” Alex mumbled, then let his head flop down into the bed.
Nannie said something under her breath, dropping his boots to the ground. Then her hands moved up to his belt and she started pulling its tongue out.
Alex began to doze off even before she got his belt unhitched.
After what felt like only seconds, he came back out of his daze. Shifting his weight around, he lifted his butt up to make things easier for Nannie.
Only to realize he was under the covers, in nothing but a night shirt and his underwear.
Nannie had already stripped him and put him to bed outright.
Lifting his head up, Alex looked to the window. The curtains were pulled, blocking what little light might try to come in from outside.
As far as he could tell, it was still night. And likely early in the morning.
She actually undressed me. I thought for sure she’d just leave me as I was.
Settling back into his covers, Alex let out a soft sigh. He felt rather wide awake.
Then the bed shifted just a bit next to him, and a soft, gentle snore filled the quiet room.
Turning his head slowly, he found Nannie slumbering next to him.
She’d changed into her sleep tunic and set aside her armor and weapons.
She was on the side of the bed closer to the door, and he could clearly see one of her short swords resting up against the wall nearby.
As he watched her quietly for several moments, Alex wasn’t sure what to make of her.
He’d identified early on that she needed to belong. To be part of something. That excluding her would make her want to be part of it all the more.
She reeked of a life that she herself was disappointed with. A life she’d been forced to shape with what tools she had available to her, even as she cursed them.
You’re not a bad dog, are you, Nannie? You’re just a beaten dog made bad.
I bet your predisposition to violence, and that you seem to need it, is much like Three’s wish for pain.
Instead of physical pain on yourself, you inflict it on others.
Now he had to wonder how far that extended. Were her experiences with sex just as rough and tumble as her life?
How did I phrase it? Softer than One under all that tasty evil? I was only testing at the time, but maybe I was closer to the truth than I thought.
Damn, she really does fill out that sleepwear. She must bind her chest down or something.
There’s no other way.
Shifting to his side, Alex slowly rolled over to face Nannie directly.
No sooner than he settled down, her eyes slid open, blue orbs immediately locking on him.
“Sorry, I was admiring you as you slept,” Alex said honestly.
Nannie blinked, her hands sliding up out of the covers to grip the edge.
“Why do you say dumb lies like that?” Nannie asked. “Like that you wanted to have dinner with me and… and have sex.”
Ah. She’s partially upset that I didn’t follow through.
That’s fair.
Alex smiled sadly and scooted closer to her, causing her to draw her head back.
Reaching over with one hand, he began to very gently run his fingertips through her short hair.
“I wasn’t lying, Five. I do want those things. And I really was watching you sleep. I was wondering if I could get away with touching you and not waking you up,” Alex said.
Dragging a finger along her hair line, he trailed it down to her ear.
“See? You’re lying again,” Nannie growled. Her teeth were bared and her eyes angry.
She didn’t pull away from him, though.
“No, I’m not,” Alex said, then moved up against her side. Her skin felt smooth and soft, though backed by firm, rigid muscles underneath.
“Uh huh. You can just order me to spread my legs. The end. So do it and let’s get this over with,” Nannie said, the heat in her voice rising.
Alex sighed unintentionally and moved his fingers up through her hair again. “I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone. I didn’t want to bother you or make you upset.”
Alex let his hand slip free of her hair and moved several inches away from her.
“See? You can’t even stomach being near me,” Nannie said.
Uh… what?
Unable to help himself, Alex laughed and shook his head. Realizing that would only upset her, he stopped and looked into her eyes.
“Five, I want to caress you, kiss you, and make love to you. And I’d like it very much if you wanted it, too. I don’t want to just have sex with you.
“If you want me to move further away, I will. If you don’t mind me getting closer, that’s what I’m going to do. So… let’s make it easy.”
Alex checked her posture and demeanor and found she was clearly listening before he continued.
“I’m going to move closer to you in a few seconds if you don’t tell me not to. Then I’m probably going to start touching your hair again, unless you tell me not to.
“After that, my other hand is probably going to come up under your tunic and start gently rubbing your stomach. Then it’s going to work its way up to your chest. Unless you tell me not to.”
Nannie blinked rapidly several times, but didn’t say anything. Her mouth half opened, but she stayed silent. As if she was unsure of her own response.
Acting on his own promised actions, Alex moved in close to her, pressing up to her side again.
Then, after a single beat of his heart, his hand came back up and began to lightly play with her hair. His fingers carefully curled through her short locks.
Seeing no resistance in her, or even anger, he brought up his other hand and moved it under the covers.
Nannie’s eyes widened slightly when his hand came up under her tunic, bypassing her nethers and pressing to her lower abdomen.
Gently, carefully, with just the tips of his fingers, Alex began to lightly stroke and caress the taut flesh of her stomach.
He could feel her skin prickle under his touch, and he heard her breath catch.
Leaning forward across her shoulder, Alex pressed his lips to her skin. Right at the base of her neck. Letting his hand in her hair become less active, he continued to trail kisses up along her neck.
Nannie shivered from head to toe, her hands clenching into the top of the covers.
His hand in her tunic began to travel upward again. It didn’t stop until his fingers had gently curved around one of her breasts. Cupping her flesh, he brushed a thumb against the erect peak of her nipple.
Shuddering as she lay there, Nannie tilted her head back and to one side, exposing her neck to him.
Taking the invitation, Alex gently and lazily worked his lips back and forth across her throat.
Eventually he reached the end of her delicate neck and was forced to move up. Right over her jaw and then higher, until he began laying kisses on her cheek.
Drawing ever closer to her mouth with each kiss, he finally stopped as he pressed one just to the corner of her lips.
Closing his eyes, he nuzzled her ever so lightly. His hand in her tunic hadn’t stopped caressing her breasts, however.
He’d been moving his hand back and forth from one breast to the other. Stroking, fondling, and squeezing her soft skin tenderly.
“May I kiss you, my Five?” Alex asked. He wasn’t about to force anything on her right now. Not when she was letting herself be vulnerable.
Trusting him.
“Yes,” Nannie whispered huskily. “Please.”
Putting nothing but care into it, he used the hand in her hair to turn her face fractionally toward him, then laid a warm kiss on her lips.
She responded hesitantly, kissing him back after only a second.
Alex continued to kiss her. Repeatedly so, never letting his lips leave hers for longer than a second or two.
After what felt like forever to him, he pressed his forehead to hers.
“May I have you, my Five?” Alex asked. “May I make love to you?”
“Can I say no?” Nannie asked, her voice quivering.
“Of course,” Alex said immediately, and meant it.
“Then no,” Nannie murmured.
Feeling a twinge of disappointment, Alex nodded with a smile and moved to shift back to his side of the bed.
“Wait… yes. Please… please… make love to me, Master. I’m sorry, I feel so confused,” Nannie said before he moved away from her.
Ah. She really is softer than Riley underneath. She also doesn’t even know it.
Or won’t admit it.
Taking a second to slip out of his underwear, Alex moved over atop Nannie.
Taking his time so he wouldn’t spook her, he slid his knees between hers. Leaning in over her, he started to kiss her again as he slowly spread her legs apart.
Nannie moaned loudly as he did it, her hands coming up to grab his shoulders roughly.
Settling himself down against her, Alex could feel his tip lightly pressing to her slick entry.
Breaking the kiss, Alex lightly nuzzled her again. His lips brushed against her ear.
“Are you sure? Are you ready?” he asked her.
“Yes, Master. Please,” Nannie said, her voice a bare whisper.
With a deliberate yet slow pace, Alex lowered himself till his tip caught between the lips of her nethers.
Then he moved forward, gently sinking into her.
Shivering and moaning beneath him, Nannie lay there with her eyes closed. Her face alight with pleasure.
He felt almost no resistance entering her. She was slick and moist.
Ready.
Reaching the hilt smoothly, Alex adjusted his position. He set his hands on each side of her hips as he eased himself closer to her.
Nannie was gasping softly for breath. It was clear she was well beyond caring and very much out of her normal element. He hadn’t even really started yet, and she looked close to peaking.
With all the care for her well-being he had, Alex began to rock himself back and forth over Nannie. Gliding smoothly through her, from hilt to tip and back again.
In what felt like only seconds, Nannie was lost in what he was doing to her. Letting out constant loud moans between deep, shuddering pants. She was practically gasping for breath every time he penetrated her.
He’d never been with someone so in tune to what they were feeling in response to what he was doing. Nannie looked like she was dying from the pleasure of it.
Several minutes in and Nannie had only gotten louder. Her desperate moans seemed to come from deep inside her, as if he was pushing them out of her core.
It was intense.
But it also inflated his ego insanely.
“Master, love me,” Nannie whimpered.
Unable to help himself from responding to her words, he leaned down and kissed her lovingly. At the same time, he crammed himself deep into her, wedged his hilt between her lips, and came.
Nannie’s arms shot around his back and held him down to herself. Alex went with it, kissing her fiercely as he continued to pump into her. His hips thrust against her. Grinding into her, pulling out, and pushing deep into her again as he dumped seed into her depths.
Several more such heavy pumps and Alex was spent. Emptied. Pressing up into her, he let himself be held.
After a minute had passed, Nannie released him from her embrace, her hands sliding down his arms. Finally letting him end the kiss.
Moving his head back a fraction, Alex took a slow breath, then kissed her once more. Though much more lightly this time.
Nannie opened her eyes, looking up at him. They were a bit glassy.
Then she sniffled and started laughing. Only to immediately start crying.
Seeing the oncoming emotional breakdown, Alex kissed her and slid his arm under her neck.
Rolling to his side, he drew her into himself and pulled her face into his neck. Wrapping his arms around her, he didn’t say anything.
He just listened to her sob brokenly into him.
Chapter 4
Waking up, Alex looked around the room.
It was exactly as he’d seen it the previous night.
Nannie was still pressed in close to him. Her forehead was resting on his sternum. She had her hands between their bodies, curled up under her chin.
She looked a lot different to Alex this morning.
The murdering psychopath was gone, and Nannie—his Five—was there instead. In all her broken glory.
He imagined her life had done a number on her up to this point. Forced her to bend in strange and twisted ways she wasn’t happy with.
Gently, he began to comb his fingers through her short hair, his other hand still pressed to her back.
Slowly, much more slowly than he’d ever seen her do it before, Nannie woke up.
Her head tilted upward, and her blue eyes peered up at him from below.
“Morning,” she said, her voice soft. Unsure.
“Good morning,” Alex said with a smile. “Should we get breakfast with the guards, or would you mind if we had a nice quiet meal together?”
Nannie blinked once and then nodded her head a bit.
“Breakfast together sounds nice,” she murmured.
Alex reached down, gently tilted her chin up, and then kissed her.
Much to his surprise, Nannie kissed him back with fervor.
“Or, we could skip breakfast,” Nannie growled, her eyes practically glowing. “Do something else. Like me.”
Oh. Well, that’s fun.
It took an hour before someone came to offer them the morning meal. By that time, Nannie seemed mostly spent. Though Alex found the sudden change in her confusing.
Her breakdown last night hadn’t been a surprise, but this morning’s ardent need to couple and indulge in lovemaking had been. She was turning the corner faster than he’d predicted.
Sorting through the meal quickly, Alex realized it was mostly food that wouldn’t come spilling back up from a hard ride.
Hard things that would settle and take some time to digest.
“Uhm, I’m not really sure what to say,” Nannie murmured. Her hair was still a bit damp with sweat, and her cheeks had a rosy tint to them.
“Is there something that needs to be said?” Alex asked, picking up the heel of bread. He ripped a chunk off and pushed a piece of hard cheese into it.
“I’m not sure what to do,” Nannie said.
“About?”
“You. Me. Anything. It’s different. But not.”
“How so?” he pressed, wanting to hear her speak her mind.
She sat there, thinking. While she did, she started to pick up small bits of her breakfast. Fixing it together into bites, she began to nibble at it. Lost in her own head.
“Last night and this morning were wonderful… but I’m still me. I’m still… I still hate. And ache. I don’t care about other people. I want to hit someone. I want to fight,” Nannie muttered. “But I want to get back in the bed and make… make love to you again.”
Alex shrugged.
“That’s rather simple to answer, really.
“You are, and always will be, my Five. You’re a murdering, rude, nose-picking, violent woman,” Alex said, smiling at her from across the table.
Nannie looked like she was going to get angry. She stared at him for several seconds before she suddenly snorted and smiled at him. “I don’t pick my nose.”
“Yes, you do. I catch you all the time. You’re like second knuckle deep more often than not. Trying to massage your brain, maybe.
“But for all that, and everything you are, you’re my Five. You’re exactly who I knew you were yesterday, and that hasn’t changed today.
“Though I do have to say… wow… you are quite fun in the bedroom, Five,” Alex said, grinning in a dumb kind of way and leaning toward her.
“Oh, liked that did ya? I told you, you couldn’t handle it,” Nannie said with a grin, picking up a large chunk of her bread. Clearly her appetite was coming back.
“Oh, I did like it. Lots. I can’t wait to get more of it.”
Nannie wrinkled her nose at that.
“Well, I’ll have to fight the others, I think. They seem to have some sort of pecking order on who gets in bed with you,” Nannie said, her mouth full of food. “I kind of get them more now, though.”
Ahhh… that’s my Nannie. Fight everyone.
Alex only chuckled to himself.
“Uhm, Master?” Nannie asked.
“Yes, Five?”
“Can I ask you a favor, and a question?”
