“Alissa.” Once again the moist smell hit my nostrils.“What is that smell?” I said, opening my eyes to find soft glassy brown eyes staring at me. “They are roots from the Bay tree, they serve as a cleanser, you must get up and drink, drink now.” He pushed the bowl to my lips and I took a few sips of the sour soup. I looked around, the room was shaped like a rectangle; there was a basket at the far end of the room to my left, a space at the other end that had pots and spoons stacked up and, on the right, roots and herbs. I looked outside and the skies had a gloomy look. I reckoned it was a few minutes past five am.“Where am I?” He took the bowl from my hands and got up to drop at where the pots were stacked. “You are on the west wing of Bartildore town. It's neutral ground. People come here to heal.” He didn’t talk like the rest of them and I could not place his accent. He looked like a human, he walked and talked like one but had a fascinating elegance to his steps. I had so many
A puzzled look remained plastered on my face as we journeyed through the forest. We came to an open field that was the ruins of one of the devastated settlements. The Queen of Cards had really unleashed hell on the people and she had to be stopped. We walked through the ruins, holding on to our breaths. There was silence until we got to the Lonis Gardens, where the calendar was kept in a small store room, alongside other valuable documents. We ambled to the room to find the doors bolted shut with a lock that we had no key to. I looked at the twins, they had begun to panic as nobody remembered that the store room needed keys to be unlocked. Just when we were about to turn back, I spotted Mr.Duck and Herald the cat coming at a distance. They had followed us!“Looking for this?” Mr Duck dangled the keys for us to see. There was a sigh of relief between us all. Herald the cat said a few words in greeting and perched on a branch a few yards away from us. I sensed that he was still shaken
We reached the doors of the mansion shortly after we entered the main gates and Herald yelled out the word “HARPLEYEGA!” with vigor. A moment later the doors swung open and the Hatter stepped out solemnly to the porch where we stood in silence. His dusty black hat with a pink ribbon covered almost half of his face, his head tilted down. He had his arms clasped and resting on his lower tummy. His suit was old but was a unique mix of black and aubergine. Herald walked up to him and sat looking up to him“Hello old friend."“It is a delight to see you once again Herald,” the hatter said. His voice was a little hoarse but kind. “Please, do come in” and he turned and led the way. “He can be a little shy darling, don’t think much of it. He will loosen up in a bit,” Sweedledee whispered to me as we walked in.Walking into the doors of the mansion, there were two staircases on the left and right side going up to meet in the middle. The walls wore an old mud yellow and green tone, and long
The Red queen held a menacing gait. Her waking hour was the beginning of a new hell for her subjects and castle staff. How could someone be so spontaneous in violence? The depths of her evil seemed to know no end. On her ordered exploits, her soldiers sometimes brought back creatures for her fancy. She would get so fond of them, have them amuse her and when she was through, would either have them working as staff, use them as furniture or have their heads cut off?Such was her reign, filled with terror. Right from when she was a child, being the eldest, a lot seemed to be expected of her as she was the heir to the throne. But she proved to be emotionally unstable many times. Her parents seemed to cherish her sister over her and that greatly affected the Red Queen. She constantly needed acceptance and assurance from her many captured lovers. And there were many. Some were captured, some were noble lords that caught her eye, some fell deeply in love with her, or was it awe and lust at
We stayed on the bed, curled up. There had been no words said between us yet, no conversation. Maybe that was the beautiful thing about us, we didn’t need words, we felt what we felt and acted accordingly. He had his head on my bare chest and his leg over my legs. His hand was tucked under him and the other ones rested on my right breast. I ran my fingers through his brown beautiful hair, it had a mild mint smell to it. His eyes were closed even though pockets of light slipped in through the curtains. I could hear the birds chirping at a distance, they sang a happy tune, or was it just I that was happy, content and safe? I breathed deeply, and with the rise and fall of my chest he awoke and those glossy brown eyes looked at me. His hair fell over his face, he pushed it back with his hand. We looked at each other for a moment, our hearts swelling with love and we laughed. It was my first time and he was so gentle. He followed me to the bath and cleaned me up, planting soft kisses on
I placed my head on his chest. It felt warm and smooth. The beat of his heart sung in my ears as it beat with a fast paced rhythm. Was he anxious? A familiar pull came over me once again and I drew even closer to him. His hands were wrapped around my waist and his head was tucked in my shoulder. I loved the way he leaned on me or seemed to sink into me when we were together. I remembered the previous night, waking up to his head on my bare chest, my pink nipples glistening under the lean streaks of light. And now with his face pressing against my shoulder, I felt his soft lips pressed against the nape of my neck. It sent shivers down my spine and reverberated in my clit as it pulsed with life. He was doing it again, the way he touched me and the way my body responded. I thought about the things I wanted the person I let in do to me. Things I knew would make anyone gasp. But the way Haziel surrendered to me made me feel like he was willing to do whatever I wanted, to fulfil my inner
We made it to the other side of the fields that were filled with tall trees. The farther we moved from the purple fields, the fainter the strong smell became and soon we had completely left its grasp. Despite being away from the source we were all still in good spirits. Herald and Mr Duck held each other and sang songs that seemed to have a kind of nostalgia to them. The Sweedle twins would join in on some of the songs or dance around while giggling. Their nipples were extra perky, their eyes were dull and had a faint purple hue. I myself felt good inside and mushy, I caught up with Haziel and playfully twirled my fingers in his hair. He giggled and held my hand then spun me around to which I let out a low scream. I could tell his mood had shifted from fear and worry to being giddy and to me largely sexier. We gradually approached Haziel’s tree house. Evening had fallen and we were on our feet for most part of the day so it was a relief to know that we would soon find a resting plac
I moved my lips to his pulsing and moist tip and gave it a soft kiss. His eyes that were closed opened up as he sought to find out what the soft feeling on his cock was. He let out a moan when he saw me French kissing his dripping dick. I licked up all his juices and trailed my tongue up and down his length. I moved my other hand to his balls as I played with it. His legs began to shake as his head tilted back. He spread his legs so I could get better access to his sensitive balls and skin. I kept kissing and licking his throbbing penis until I felt I was ready to shove it as far as I could, I wanted to suck him out so badly. I held his balls in one hand and his shaft with the other and after planting a kiss on his tip, I put him in my mouth and sucked. He let out a loud moan and called out my name, “Alissa!”He moved his waist so his dick pushed deeper into my mouth and as soon as it got to the back of my throat I gagged. It was an exhilarating feeling, my tummy contracting and push