<div align="center"><strong>Cariad wakes up - Autolycus' Room</strong></div><br/>Her dreams taking a strange direction, Cariad stirred in her sleep. Moans and grunts were distorting her images. They were slowly changing from the countryside alone, to being with the son of her leader. The boy she grew up with. Dafydd* had been an opinionated but fun boy, her heart had always swelled when she neared him, this reaction hadn't changed as they aged and he grew into the handsome Second in Command of his Father's Army.<br/>Hair that matched hers in shade and thickness, eyes that shone bluer than any sky she had seen back then. A body that had made her think lustful thoughts.<br/>As her mind began retracing his body shape, the curves and lines of him, the way his cheek's curled as he smiled. Cariad's hand slid between her body and the fabric she lay on.<br/>The coarseness scratching her slightly as she found her arousal. The noises filling her head, pushed the people closer, their bodies beginning to hold each other close. Lips connecting with such force and passion, that as her fingers manipulated her body, she let out a whimper.<br/><br/>The smooth naked flesh on her ass rolling as she rocked her hips gently on her hand as she dreamt. The images in her brain so vivid and alive the it was his hand on her heated sex. Slowly arching her back, raising onto her knees, spreading them slightly as her fingers slid between her silken folds. Her fingers slipping effortlessly into her. Gasping harshly, her hips rolling as Cariad began to pump into her soaking womanhood. Her fingers shimmering with her fluids as she continued, slowly making their way down her wrist and arm as the wetness increased within her.<br/><br/>Dafydd and Cariad dancing together, their bodies entwined amongst the lush green grass and the morning dew. Their pace quickening as the voices were filling her mind.<br/><br/>As Cariad's climax began to draw closer, the sweat began to bead on the undamaged skin on her back, as she moaned uncontrollably into the pillow beneath her. No inhibitions, acting out her dream, oblivious to her surroundings, lost within her dream world.<br/><br/>Eager for the quickening speed, Cariad shifted her position, turning onto her back, not feeling the pain from her skin as her hand began to move her closer to her climax. Her body moving with such fluidity that one could make an assumption that it was not her in control, but an unseen being. As her moans grew, her hand tugging at her opening, the sound of her heightening orgasm was sloppily leaking down her thighs and ass. As she screamed the arrival of her climax she arched her back over, her breasts glistening in her sweat, her nipples hardened as Cariad's eyes slowly opened.<br/><br/>Briefly forgetting where she was, Cariad sat upright on the bed. Her breasts falling to their natural position, her hand still on her womanhood. Panting harshly as she took in her surroundings and the two figures on the table.<br/><br/>"<em>What are you doing?</em>"<br/><br/>Not sure her native tongue would be understood but the confusion knitting across her forehead, as her eyes adjusted to see the Fire Eye's and Medicine Man tangled in the position of life partners. Their skin glittering like hers, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth as drew deep breaths into her lungs, still trying to understand the confusion of her dream, the wetness on her hand and the two entwined bodies on the Cutting table.<br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">*Dafydd would be pronounced Dav-ith (Th as in the start of the.)</span>