xjustalittlebitofbloodx:
the-solitary-monster:
The man grinned down at the crowd that was forming around the stage, he and the other men had been taken from their homes from a near by vilage, had their hair cut and been shaved so that they looked more presentable for sale. He frowned as he stood there, he was planning to try and kill whoever brought him and escaping once they were back at their house.
As he was sold to a woman he was more upset as in his culture it was not allowed than a woman had say or power over a man, he clenched his teeth and didn’t flinch as he was taken off stage and branded with her mark.
Amelia listened to him, her eyes dropping down to the floor for a moment because of how different their opinions are. Then as he asked her that she froze, he had misunderstood maybe because what she was is a lover. She wanted to be that because it was what she needed to be to someone, a wife wasn’t this part of her life she couldn’t do half the things wives did in his culture. “I want you, I want you to be here…sex…enjoyment..fun…be your lover. Teach me how..” She paused again looking at him a second before her hand moved to his cheek shifting forward brushing her lips against his before just hovering over them her breathe a little shaken. “...show me how…what you need is what I want...”
“Why a lover? Why not a wife?” He asked as he saw her frown wondering why she would not rather be a wife than a lover, a lover in his eyes was someone you just had sex with while your wife was with child or was unable to have sex, it wasn’t someone you spent all of your time with nor was it someone you got that close to. “Teach you what? To be my lover?…” He paused and looked back at her his hand a little shaky as he gripped her hips and pulled her towards him, his member already hard and pressing up against her. “I….I..want this…” He said as he put his hand between her legs and pulled her down onto his member.