Can’t Escape Sleep

JP with Omni and Lorem

Gonyaul felt a pleasurable shiver run down his spine as Voah nuzzled into him and her warm breath painted his lips. As her words saturated his being, the sweetness of their foreign melody caused his eyes to close and a hushed mew to involuntarily escape alongside his exhale.

Gonyaul relaxed forward into the scented air that circulated around her smooth skin. Their lips met and he melted as they lingered together. It felt like the promised kiss of springtime that had made the lonely winter seem long.

Gonyaul broke the kiss just enough to open his eyes to find hers. He was searching for truth. Was this real? His pupils dilated to take more of her beauty in, which made his dark eyes appear even bigger. He leaned in again hesitantly for another slow kiss, while simultaneously cuddling his body up against her. His left hand came up to the side of her face, funneling an increasing frequency of gentle kisses.

The taste of Voah’s lips were euphoric, drawing out soft flushed yearning sounds of pleasure.

She moved her hand to grab his head behind his ear and pulling him closer, then she caressed his arm, feeling the lean muscles and veins pumping with suppressed energy.

After a few minutes, they separated to catch their breath. Rolling onto their backs, both of them exhausted, they fell asleep out in the warm summer air.

Four hours later, Voah, still suffering from disjointed sleep, awoke with a start and grabbed for her blade. Gonyaul breathed quietly beside her. No one had taken watch…

They were lucky enough to be out of range or hunting hours of the prowling wildcats. The noises out in the tall grass were just the sounds of one of the horses snuffling at something. She remained awake for an hour and a half before nodding off again.

They both woke to the sound of birds and the warm sun rising over the eastern plains.

They decided it was best to skip morning meditations and prayers to pack up quickly, cover what tracks they could, and set false trails that separated and met back up. Then they rode at a full gallop for a mile or two southwest, keeping their eyes out for signs of any people.

This strategy was meant to distance themselves from their camp so they would not tarry, now they could do their morning rituals with less worry that something would catch them by surprise.