Thread: The Companion (Camp and Randomthingslover1)

Oh sweet merciful heaven, he had thought that he desired her supremely before, but as each layer of her garments departed, it was as though an oyster opened before him, the dross of it's outer shell revealing the brilliant rainbow flash of mother of pearl and then finally, the sweet pearl that it had produced. Such a treasure he was so unworthy of, and yet was insistently presented, nay almost forced upon him. In the back of his mind, he was so grateful to the wise Felice, though his eyes never strayed to her. To look anywhere but such perfection would have been a true crime and as Aria rose up before him, he gulped visibly, and the forgotten teacup slipped from unconscious fingers into the pool when the resplendent orbs that were her heavy, yet firm, alabaster teardrop breasts filled his view completely. Aureolas sized large enough that that teacup could not have covered them were the royal mantle ring that surrounded the perfect pink nipples. Like large thimbles they were erect and he could feel that their only poised purpose was to be here to comfort and nurture him. Gone were his protests, gone were his worries, all fled before her magnificence not just of body, but of obvious purpose. His gasping lips parted, only to be filled with that of his highest desire as that most feminine nub filled them and breached his mouth which instantly produced a vacuum to ensure it would not leave. With a whine of desperation, born of loneliness and loss of all he'd had until today, his arms fiercely enwrapped her back, mashing his face hard into her most nurturing bosom as he suckled. The instant flow of her creamy warm milk was an explosion of happy tastes and textures such as he'd never imagined and he gulped with the need of a man who had found not only perfect nutrition, but equally perfect salve to the soul. It was minutes later that he gasped for air and whipped his mouth over to her other breast, his eyes looking up in solace fulfilled. Slowly, one hand lifted to stroke over her neck and the other down her lower back to where her heart shaped rump began. Only when she was nearly dry and he could not stuff another small sip into his bloated stomach, did he pause. Good Lord, she'd actually fully fed him from herself...and it was the best meal of all time. Reluctantly, he released her nipple, noticing that he'd given her a bit of a hickey. He winced and hoped it didn't hurt her as he looked up at her sweet face in awe. Aria...that's like the perfectly trained song of an opera, isn't it? It so suits you. Aria...I know I should send you from me, because I don't deserve you, but you are tearing at my resolve. Am I truly what you wish, because all I have done so far is to take from you, when I wish to give. But how can this be...can a creature desire to be devoured? Believe me when I say that I wish you never any harm, and my deepest desire is to ever have you with me, but I know that is supremely selfish of me. I can't keep you here. From out in the hall, Felice listened with tears in her eyes, and she called out. Can a master be so cruel? Aria will never insult you, for she loves you with the purest devotion, but I call you an insensitive brute! All for your ego and to salve some false sense of duty, you would send her from you, making her like me, one who desires only her own demise and eventually will make that desire truth. Tell me MASTER Eric. Is your sense of rightness such that you will condemn the only person in your life who will always put you first to the most heinous of fates? Can you be so vile and evil!? Her heart pounded as she said unthinkable things about a Master. Yet she knew there WERE undeserving Masters and she was terrified for poor Aria that at this juncture, all could be lost. She had heard of it happening. Eric started and stared up at Aria. I only want what is best for her! He snatched his hand back from her innocent body, afraid of soiling her. Felice was almost snarling. Well, if you are NOT her Master, what gives you the right to determine what is best for her and her assigned fate? Why can you not let her CHOOSE her fate? She did not just flounce into your life, but spent years of daily hard work, with the only intent being you! IF you send her forth, you make her entire existence a mockery! Ask her, you silly arse! Does SHE want the joining or not! She covered her mouth with both hands, unbelieving what she'd said. From behind her Standish stepped up and instead of chiding her, he pulled the aggrieved Felice's head into his shoulder to comfort her heaving sobs. Eric looked up at Aria in bafflement, laced through with a ray of hope. Is it all truly so, Aria? Will joining with me and serving me make you most happy? I want you to be happy and to fulfill whatever fate you truly wish. If that is to leave me, I accept that. If it is to be with me, then tell me what I must do to ensure your well being and continued happiness. Standish pulled Felice along. Come, we must prepare the joining machine. If he agrees, we must allow no time for troubling doubts to return to him. The doctor is here and waiting to perform the procedure.