"See what happens if you rub yourself on my ass like that again."
He growled into my ear. His hands placed at my waist, gripping it. It wasn't my fault; I was trying to get comfortable. It was cold in this tent; the winter frost had rolled in, and we had bundled up for warmth. The only reason he agreed to share a bed with me was purely to keep us from freezing our asses off.
We had been barely touching when we first bundled up; he had already warned me and scared me away from getting too close. I had grown uncomfortable in the spot I had curled up in, and I wanted to get more comfortable, so I started nuzzling myself back. He gave a gentle squeeze to my arm before he so rudely grabbed my hips, shoving me away from being fully pressed against him. Sigh. At least he was letting me stay warm.
After a few minutes, he huffed, relaxing, assuming I had either fallen asleep or I was too scared to move. I was neither; I just tensed there, waiting for him to relax. His gentle sleeping breaths soon filled my ears. His grip on my hip relaxed, curling to rest, pulling me in almost. I wasn't going to sit here, still cold, when he was far warmer than I was. I rocked my hips back a little more just to be touching him.
To my surprise, he pulled me in closer, his warmth enveloping me. His strong hands curled around my body to cradle me beside him. He smelled like pine. Traveling through a pine forest could cause that, though. I shifted my shoulders back to rest my head against him, feeling him adjust to relax around me. His sleeping breath on my face.
The hours ticked by as I could suddenly feel something poking my ass. I sleepily opened my eyes, barely managing to stay awake enough to see what it was. It didn't feel like a snake or some sort of rock. I ran a hand back to see if a knife had somehow gotten into the bedroll but found nothing. Hmmm... curious.
He shifted some to pull me closer, and I could definitely feel what was poking me. It was him. Well, not his hand or something like that... but his member.
I've never had to deal with this before. I could feel a thick blush come across my cheeks. I gave a small whimper. I could hear him stir some as he gave a big breath onto my shoulder. He nuzzled his hips onto me before stopping, and I could feel him move some.
"Hannah, why are you against me?"
He said sleepily and concerned, his voice husky. I stammered, unable to make words or form enough of an answer. He just fluttered his eyes some more before grabbing my hips to grind his throbbing member into my ass. It was rock hard. He licked my cheek, settling back down to try to get more sleep. This bastard didn't give a fuck, did he? I couldn't really say much to cause a different outcome, but I guess I will try to sleep as well.
I sat there, unable to calm down enough to get tired. My mind started to race with thoughts. I could feel his swollen member slowly fading away to my glee. I'm glad I didn't have to deal with that much longer. He had other plans, though; he had me firmly curled around him, pressed fully against me. What game was he playing anyway?
Sleep soon found me, thankfully. The warmth of his body lulled me quite comfortably to sleep. My body relaxed, held by him. I don't remember the exact point at which I fell asleep, but it didn't take long. I didn't have any dreams, but I woke up well rested, thankfully.
He seemed to have woken up before me, running his hand along my side. His touch was delicate and smooth. I didn't expect this from him. I fluttered my eyes to look up at him.
"Morning Hannah..."
He said almost lazily. I frown at him, unsure of what to make of the situation. He leaned into my ear, opening his mouth to lightly chomp down on my ear. I let out a squeak.
"What was that for?"
I jolted my eyes towards him disapprovingly. He gave a smirk, leaning in to press his lips against mine. The kiss was almost hungry. I squirmed against him. He quickly shifted a hand to brace the back of my head to press a few more kisses onto my lips. He scooted back me, a little breathless. I shot him a look.
"Oh, calm down; it was just a kiss."
I rolled my eyes, wiggling, to turn away from him pouting. He leaned in yet again to plant a few nibbles at my neck. I squirmed. He chuckled in my ear before he gave a lick to the top of it. He slithered a hand to the hem of my dress. He snaked it up slowly to try to pull it off.
I tried to stop him embarrassed. But he used his arm to pin me down. He yanked my dress off as I laid there under the blankets.
