Thread: Goldilocks And The Three 'Bears' - (Quix and Cyanide)

RE Goldilocks And The Three 'Bears' - Quix and Cyanide Edmund let out a sigh of relief as Goldie touched his shoulder, and gave it a squeeze. It was fun, wasn't it....Goldie. We'll do it again, and lots more. You're going to love living with us. His eyes brightened, and he shot her a grin. Papa hadn't seen his son so happy in ages, and it was obvious he had a crush on the young woman. That caused his own smile to widen, and he momentarily forgot about the reasons for her presence, and what they were on their way to do. As Walt returned, the elder son reluctantly bent down so that she could slip from his back. His hand briefly slid higher up her calves, and he bit his lip as he felt the soft press of her breasts against his back. He couldn't resisting taking a peek as she dropped to the forest floor, before he hurriedly jerked his head up, hopefully before she had noticed, and glared at his sibling. Walt bent at the backpack and pulled out a flask of water, and biscuits. He threw one each to Papa and Walt, then held another out gingerly towards Goldilocks. That's true, but you've had a hard day, and from what I saw in the cottage, you left more crumbs on the floor, than appeared to make it into your mouth. Let's hope you become better at cleaning up after yourself. Papa winked, to let her know he was teasing. Walt pulled back the biscuit with a slight look of disappointment at her refusal, and popped it between his own teeth. The smile she'd given, however, had made Walt all gooey inside, and he almost swallowed the biscuit down whole in his rush to grab out the shawl when she shyly requested it. His eyes darted to Papa - the shawl was made of gray wool, and had belonged to Geneveive - who inclined his head in a nod of approval. Then Walt returned her smile, and pushed himself to his feet. This should keep you warm. Let me help. The younger boy moved behind Goldie to drape the garment across her shoulders. His eyes drifted of their own accord to take in the soft swell of her breasts visible from his vantage point. Something his elder sibling must have noted. 'Come on, let's go. We don't have all day. Edmund's harsh tone sounded just like his Father's, and he'd begun to pace back and forth impatiently. He's right, we really should get moving. The sooner we arrive, the sooner we leave. Then we can enjoy the journey home, without a care Papa lightly touched Goldie's arm. Are you ready? Carry this, it's your turn. Walt hurriedly threw all of the contents back into the sack and, before his brother could offer Goldie another ride, tossed it to Edmund, and positioned himself beside their new friend. If looks could kill, the younger boy would have dropped to the ground on the spot, however no further words were exchanged between them. Soon they were marching through the forest, and Edmund had joined Walt at Goldie's side. One sibling told a tale, intended to impress, and as soon it was finished, the second regaled her with another, even more preposterous than the last. Papa walked behind and allowed himself to enjoy the happiness of the boys, as well as the figure of the girl who caused it. She certainly was a pretty sight and any guilt he'd felt at his previous impure thoughts soon subsided. Why should his son's be the only ones to enjoy her company? It was when Rupert noticed some lights a short distance away - Riverview - that he increased his pace to close in on them. Halt, we're almost there. The boys obeyed immediately, and each placed a hand on Goldie's elbow, to bring her to a stop. The mirth and good humour left the Patriach's expression as he approached the trio, and focused his attention on the young woman. This was now serious business. What do you say Goldie, do you want to lead, and be with us when we confront your Step-Father? Or would you rather stay here, where you're sure to be safe? We'd just need directions. I'll stay with her, Papa. Walt. No, I will. Edmund. Papa's eyes didn't waver, but they did roll, as he awaited her answer.