Midnight Bouillion

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Wow, my first story without anal. That's kind of an embarrassing thing to admit.

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Nothing but blackness stared back into Belenus´s open eyes. The dark made him even lonelier than he already felt. Ever since his wife´s death, the feeling of solitude each night had become almost unbearable. Tonight´s loneliness was worse than most, for one year ago his wife´s body had washed ashore after missing for three days.

Many said it was suicide, but Belenus refused to believe it. She had been jealous of Asaka, yes, but she was above killing herself. Furthermore, no one had seen her near the lake, and no note had been found. Belenus firmly believed in the phrase “innocent until proven guilty,” especially concerning murder or suicide.

Belenus had loved his wife, of course, but not in the way he loved Asaka. Both women knew his feelings but did not understand them. Asaka saw herself as unworthy of him, and his wife could not see why he loved someone for so many years, when he clearly would never be able to have her.

Belenus’s wife had never raised a hand or a harsh word against Asaka, but she had never treated her warmly, either. Belenus did not blame her for this; he knew living under the same roof as the woman her husband loved was not easy. He had felt guilty about it then and did now, insulting his wife’s memory by continuing to love another woman.

Unable to sleep, Belenus sat up and got out of bed. Clad only in his nightshirt, he walked out of his room and into the living room, wishing to make some bouillon to fill his empty stomach.

Much to his surprise, a fire was roaring in the fireplace and a pot of water was happily bubbling away.

“Asaka, are you still awake?” he asked.

The figure sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace jumped slightly, startled, then turned around and gave Belenus a guilty look. “Forgive me. I could not sleep. I did not want to move the pot of water without your permission. Did I wake you?”

Belenus shook his head, walking over to the cupboard to remove some spices from the shelf. “I was already awake. Would you care for some bouillon?”

“Well…” Asaka’s voice trailed off, and she inclined her head to give the slightest of nods.

Belenus smiled, having grown accustomed to her body language. In Asaka’s home country, it was considered very rude to make a direct answer. “Too bad we don’t have any beef,” he said. “I’ll be sure to go to the butcher’s tomorrow.” He continued to dig through his cupboard. “I think I have some broth that just might do the trick.” He nodded at the young housekeeper. “Could you put out the fire?”

Asaka nodded and went to pick up the bucket standing at the side of the fireplace. “It is nice having you awake, Lord Belenus.” She began to pour sand over the fire, its flame soon dying down a glow of embers.

Belenus chuckled as he headed back to the fireplace. “Are you so lonesome that even having this old man awake with you is a comfort?”

Asaka’s face turned the lightest of pinks and she whispered, “Well…yes.”

Surprise registered on Belenus’s face for a moment; then, pleased by her response, he smiled gently. “I’m grateful for every moment I have with you, Asaka.”

The blush on the maiden’s cheeks deepened, and she turned away shly, suddenly paying a great amount of attention to the bubbling water. “Lord Belenus…are you going to add the broth?”

“We should let it simmer for a minute,” he told her. “We don’t want to get splashed by one of the bubbles.”

The two watched the bubbles die down for a little while, and then Belenus began to add the broth and spices, slowly stirring as he did so.

“Would you like me to help?” Asaka asked.

He shook his head. “It’s all right.” He smiled at her, deep brown eyes twinkling. “I’ll finish it, and then…we shall eat it together.”

Asaka blushed a second time, secretly pleased at the prospect of eating in the same room as her lord. She had never dared to ask that they might dine together, and he had never asked her, the two of them understanding that it was simply not appropriate to do so.

Belenus finished preparing the bouillon and went to Asaka’s side with a bowl in each hand. She thanked him as he handed her one of them, and she moved slightly to the right when he sat down, although there was already plenty of space between the two.

Belenus began to drink his without a second thought, relishing the hot liquid as it coursed down his throat. He had always loved the taste of the broth, and by the time he removed the bowl from his lips, more than half was gone.

Encouraged by her master’s nonchalance in drinking the soup, she slowly raised the bowl to her mouth to take a sip. She was not as accustomed to the heat as Belenus, however, and the moment her lips came into contact with the broth, she yelped in pain.

Belenus acted quickly, taking the bowl out of her hands and setting both their dishes on the floor, where they remained, forgotten. “Asaka, are you all right? Oh, gods, you’ve burned yourself.” He gently pried Asaka’s hands from her mouth, his eyes narrowing in concern as he examined her lips. A spot on her upper lip was slightly red, but there appeared to be no further damage.

“It’s all right, Lord Belenus,” Asaka said nervously. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Shhh.” Belenus raised his fingers to her lips, lightly tracing over the burn, that blessed burn that allowed him to touch her like this. “It’s my fault…I should have let it cool longer…”

Asaka merely stared into his eyes, entranced as he was by the contact. Belenus gazed at those pinks lips, wanting nothing more than to brush his own against them, to hold her small body against his, to indulge himself just this once. He slowly began to lower his face to hers, ever so slightly.

Wait! he thought to himself, that last bit of sense attempting to hold him back. Am I sure I want to do this? After all, this is an action that can never be undone.

Asaka continued to stare at him, her lips swollen from the burn. It was then that he realized he had already made the decision. Before he could change his mind, he leaned forward and kissed those tender lips, closing his eyes and cherishing the taste and touch of her mouth.

Asaka started a bit, having never been kissed before, but she slowly and timidly began to return the kiss. Belenus leaned further into her, putting his arms around her, urging her to embrace him in return.

Finally Belenus pulled away, opening his eyes to see that Asaka’s face had turned pink once again. Her breath came in quick, heavy gasps. “L…Lord Belenus…you…”

“I love you, Asaka,” he whispered, feeling a great weight lift off his chest. “I’ve loved you for so long, even before I got married. I’ve wanted to hold you like this longer than I can remember.” He brushed his lips against Asaka’s hair, breathing in its scent.

Asaka was shy at first, but the gentle stroking of her hair soothed her. Before long, she had her arms wrapped around him as well, her head resting on his chest. “I’m so happy,” she sighed. “I have wanted you to hold me like this, but I was afraid…Please forgive me.”

Belenus kissed her again, this time gently parting her lips with his tongue. She did not protest, opening her mouth wider to receive it. After they had explored each other’s mouths for a few moments, Belenus drew away and began to kiss down the length of her neck.

Asaka had never felt anything like this before. Feelings of intense pleasure coursed throughout her body, centering between her legs. “Ah…Lord Belenus…”

Belenus raised a finger to her lips. “Shhh. Don’t say that. For tonight, I’m just Belenus…your Belenus.” He hesitated for a minute, then asked, “Will you…share my bed tonight?”

The question took Asaka by surprise. The question frightened her, but excited her at the same time. She simply nodded, too embarrassed to look Belenus in the eye.

Belenus looked pleasantly relieved as he lifted Asaka up in his arms and began to walk towards the bedroom. Asaka clutched his shirt, her heart pounding as if her chest would burst.

The short walk down the hall seemed to take forever. When he finally reached the door to his bedroom, Belenus looked down at her and asked, “Are you ready?”

Asaka nodded and he gently laid her down on his bed. “Just relax,” he said softly, running a hand through her hair. He kissed her again, this time more passionately, as he lowered his body onto hers.

He loved the way Asaka’s tongue brushed against his, loved the way her body responded as he held her face in his hands. When their lips parted, he whispered “I love you” a second time before beginning to unbutton the top of her dress.

Asaka’s eyes began to glaze. No man had ever undressed her before. She worried that Belenus would not like what he saw. After all, she was not as well-endowed as her lady had been.

But Belenus was pleased with Asaka’s small breasts. Gently, he placed one of hands on her left breast and began to rub it. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as he brushed his thumb against her nipple, which had hardened from the sudden exposure.

“Your breasts are so beautiful,” he sighed into her ear. “I love your body. I hope you will allow me to see the rest of it.”

“Yes, Lor…Belenus,” she corrected herself, gasping as he placed a mouth on one of her breasts, licking and sucking the nipple as gently squeezed the other between his finger and thumb.

Asaka felt her body grow tense from the stimulation Belenus’s mouth and hand were providing, and began to arch her back, aching to sate a hunger she did not fully understand. “Oh…B…Belenus, please…”

Belenus was now slowly kissing down her stomach, drawing ever nearer to the spot no one had yet touched. His mustached ticked her skin, a not unpleasant sensation, and Asaka couldn’t stop from moaning a few times. She felt the spot between her legs begin to throb, as if waiting for the touch of his lips, and her face turned red, embarrassed to expose herself to him.

“Please,” she begged with a hint of fear in her voice, “don’t look at me.”

Belenus looked surprised for a moment, then he smiled. “I understand,” he said, and moved back up to kiss her, but one of his hands lingered between her thighs. It brushed against her skin, and she cried out, trying to push her hips against him.

“Touch me,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with arousal. “Touch me, please, Belenus.”

Belenus kissed her a third time as he slid one finger inside her, making her moan into his mouth. She was already soaking wet, and he felt himself harden, something he had not experienced for a long time Her continued to kiss her as he slowly added a second finger, amazed at her tightness. He wondered how he could manage to fit himself inside her, and worried that he would hurt her. He decided that this would be enough for tonight, if she did not wish to move on from here.

Asaka’s eyes widened as she pushed against his hand, feeling him pull his fingers out and insert them again, making beckoning motions, stroking at the top of her insides, creating a white-hot sensation of pleasure that seemed to be building up to something big. She began to pant, silently begging him not to stop, urging him to keep going. He was moving his fingers faster now, and when he began to rub her clitoris with his thumb, she let out a loud cry, screaming his name as the tension all over her body reached its breaking point, her first orgasm coating his hand in her juices.

Asaka fell back on the bed, breathing hard, her head buzzing and her body quivering as she came down from her climax. Although her vision was blurred for the moment, she could see Belenus’s face hovering over her.

“Belenus…”

“Are you all right?” he asked her. “Would you like to sleep now?”

Asaka almost replied in the affirmative, but she then remembered that Belenus had not yet been pleasured. “No…not yet. Belenus, please…please enter me.”

She could see Belenus’s eyes widen in surprise. Clearly he had not expected this. But Asaka was determined to satisfy him, and she also wanted to feel him inside her. She was beginning to feel arousal again, and it was making her bold. “Please, hold me and make love to me.”

Belenus looked thoughtful for a moment. Then, he nodded and began to unbutton his nightshirt. Asaka watched in appreciation as she he revealed his body to her. He was getting older, and his body was softer than it had once been. His skin was pale and weathered, but not unpleasant-looking.

Finally, Belenus removed the nightshirt, allowing her to see his now full erection. It was six inches in length, a size he had always been pleased with. Now, however, he worried that it might be too big for her.

Asaka noticed his hesitation. “Belenus?” She could not keep from staring at his penis, an object that seemed so foreign to her.

“Asaka…” he said, somewhat awkwardly. “This might hurt. I don’t know how much it will hurt. I’m going to enter you slowly, and if it gets to be too much, tell me, and I’ll stop.”

“All right,” she agreed, her heart beginning to beat as she spread her legs further apart to admit him.

“Just relax,” he whispered. The words sounded foolish to him. He knew he would be unable to relax if he were in her place.

Reminding himself to be as gentle as he had on his wedding night, he positioned himself between her legs and began to enter her.

Asaka cried out as she felt him push into her opening. She felt the skin of her hymen tear and she wondered if she was bleeding, like she had once been told she would.

But she was surprised when the pain quickly faded away. She had thought it would hurt the entire time, but Belenus’s gentleness and patience had allowed him to enter her with minimal pain on her part.

“Are you okay?” Belenus asked, his voice full of concern. “Does it still hurt?”

Asaka shook her head. “No.” She pulled him onto her and kissed him. She loved the feeling of Belenus’s skin against her own. She could die happy, she decided, with Belenus against her like this.

Belenus began to push his hips against hers, kissing her passionately, and after a few thrusts, she began to move with him. Before long they were making the bed shift with them, fingers intertwined, their bodies moving as one.

“Belenus,” Asaka gasped as he went faster, deeper with each strike. “I’m so happy…we could do this…”

“Me too,” he panted, and kissed her again. “I love you, Asaka.”

“I love you…too.”

They climaxed at the same time, crying each other’s names and holding the other against their own bodies before they collapsed side by side on Belenus’s bed. They fell asleep that way, holding each other, each thankful for the company the other provided.

As they slept, the uneaten boullion remained in the living room, where it would be found the next morning by a very happy, but hungry, couple.