<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=181783.msg10081078#msg10081078">Quote from: Lycana on 05-06-2014, 07:20:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">This was the Orion she agreed to marry. <br/>Tears drying on her cheeks and her body's trembling increasing, she slowly pulled away to peer up at him cautiously. Worried her actions may not be welcomed she brushed her lips against his own in a gentle, brief kiss. A caress meant to reassure both of the fragility of life and the joy of surviving. Her fingertips skimmed his shoulders even as she broke the kiss with a gentle blush finally bringing color to her complexion. "Orion, I..." She paused, searching for words she was unable to express. Part of her wanted to confess how she's missed him over the past few days, to fall back into his arms and pray this too will end. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>This was the Daphne Orion had agreed to marry.<br/><br/>The sailor embraced Daphne even more strongly. The young girl was looking for his arms and his chest, longing for the protection he was able to provide. To his eyes, what she longed was exactly what he could better offer Daphne in that moment - one way or the other, all the women in his villa  in Alexandria found his protection when they first reached there.<br/><br/>Daphne would not be different. Well, she would be different: Daphne was the only one formally married to Orion, which would give her a higher status not only in the society, but also in his villa. She was meant to be the queen in his villa. This is why she could not die. And she would not die in that desert beach.<br/><br/>His arms wrapped in her back as his lips somehow shyly touched her forefront, where part of her gold hair covered it. With his lips, he moved her hair away, leaving it as brushed as possible. He did not care Daphne took the initiative of breaking the kiss: she needed breathing after all and Orion knew the fragile-looking girl did not have powerful lungs of a swimmer. Such a reaction had not prevented Orion from continuing kissing her forefront and cheeks. Her fears came to surface and Orion was determined to calm her down.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=181783.msg10081078#msg10081078">Quote from: Lycana on 05-06-2014, 07:20:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"We can't stay here, not out in the open at least. I-I... What do we need to do?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>"You do not need to do anything"</strong>, Orion whispered in her left year as he stood to her right, holding her back with his arms and raising his wife off the sand easily.<strong>"You are tired and nearly got drowned. I do everything for you, m-m-m..."</strong>, Orion hesitated momentarily, swallowing words, and looked at what was left of his ship.<strong> "My beloved wife"</strong>, Orion added as he began to walk towards a rocky part of the beach. There, the sun beams had already started to warm the stones up. It was not the most comfortable place to be, but they were better than the area where the tides were breaking.<br/><br/>After laying her on the ground and kissing her forefront again, Daphne could see for the first time that Orion was nearly naked. Some strips of cloth were around his upper thighs, leaving his butts completely bare and his member hanging in a position clearly visible. For the first time since their wedding, Daphne was capable of seeing what she should have seen in their first night together: an endowed member that could certainly fulfill her depths when excited. Certainly, she had already spotted him in the ship, barely clothed. Then, the situation was completely different: Orion was completely naked in front of her truth to be said.<br/><br/><strong>"Shout if you need some help. I will not be far and I will be back soon"</strong>.<br/><br/>Orion did not care about his dismal situation Only Daphne mattered then. He jogged towards the other side of the beach and began to scan the place, considering where to spend the night and where  to get food and water. Fortunately, a small stream was coming the thick vegetation - Orion kneeled by the stream, tasted the water and sighed relieved. It was drinkable.<br/><br/>Not far from that island, a similar but dissimilar scene was unfolding.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=181783.msg10069377#msg10069377">Quote from: Jane Storm on 02-06-2014, 19:50:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“So c-cold...we n-need to built a fire.” Instinctively she reached to embrace him, knowing that his body was the closest source of warmth available. By then a violent turmoil stirred within her. <br/>For now Themistocles was the lifeline she clinged to. Looking deep into his eyes, seeing the savior more than the man, she spoke through trembling lips. <br/>"We n-need to s-stay alive." <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Her practical comment made Themistocles smile. Whether the motivation was the cold wave, whether it was his persuasion, it did not matter. Themistocles was happy to hear that not only was Eirene feeling cold - a sign that she herself was feeling alive -, but also she hoped there were survivors.<br/><br/>"Yes, we need to build a fire and staying alive is what I plan to do", hugging her even tighter, Themistocles just nodded,  without actually meaning to do that. After a storm like that, it was very hard to find dry pieces of wood: no matter what Themistocles would do, it would be very hard make some fire for the time being. Luckily, there would be other solutions to keep Eirene warm.<br/><br/>Themistocles looked around and saw a large granite stone, under which the tides were breaking. Fortunately, the stone was so large that the splashing water did not reach its cover. As the sun was shining over the stone, that would be the best place to warm Eirene up, Themistocles concluded.<br/><br/>The young sailor moved to her left side and passed his left arm under her knees, while his right arm was embracing her upper back. Only then Themistocles came to realize how gorgeous Eirene was. Not the sort of pure, angelical beauty that Orion's wife enjoyed. Eirene's beauty was of a different type, probably gifted by Aphrodite or another nymph, Eirene had been able to preserve the softness and kindness of her teenage years - even better for her was the fact that the age did not take its toll on her face, which continued to be spotless.<br/><br/>While entertained with these thoughts, Themistocles was raising her and did not realize her right hand, falling down - she was too weak to control her body. This would not have been a problem were it not for the fact her hand touched his member. The combination of her touch and those thoughts about her beauty made his member harden and thicken nearly immediately. His legs trembled, his heart skipped a beat, his face did not hide the surprise: the inexperienced man looked away from her face.<br/><br/>After swallowing dry to regain his forces, Themistocles carried Eirene to the top of that stone, laying her safely on the ground. He kneeled next to her and his erection continued to be hard. His eyes avoided contact with Eirene's and he began to stand up: he should 'cool' himself down.<br/>