Hey it's Ally. I'm the third writer. I enjoy reading and am a little fiery and very quirky. Enjoy!!! :3 [note~my writing style is different from theirs] (note~follow my actual account!!!) {plz} (Hey this is Bethaney barging in on Ally's chappie and I just wanted to say that I lost everything like all the notes on the book because they were on my phone and I accidentally drowned my phone over the weekend and I just got a new one so I'm sorry don't hurt me. )
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Kip's P.O.V.
After the meeting, I walked into the dungeons where the sex slaves were held. As I pulled down the really-too-short, blue, lace dress I had chosen for this occasion, I told Meagan, the vice-Dungeoness, to watch the boys, and to only take one sex break, which is how breaks in this society work.
Anyway, I then left to the stables to grab my horse, Commanche (Funny, a male horse in a girl's world, huh?) and went to the forest, where I "relaxed." Don't ever tell the other leaders, but I am secretly a rebel, helping the guys in hiding whenever I can. I go out there every day to give them food and see my love, someone who if they were living in the dungeons, would be killed, along with myself, since love is illegal. He's the father to my only child, and I don't plan on having any more until we get this rebellion in full swing. I'm the highest up girl in the rebellion, and I have the most power. Only a handful of other girls help me, mostly because they're either gay or have fallen in love, an act all of the rebels don't see as a crime, but as an emotion, unpreventable, especially if it's true. Mine is Kain. He was my first slave. He's the one I lost my virginity to, something that's thrown around, that's grown unimportant to our messed-up little world. However, I find it important, because it was the best I've ever had, and I've done it with the supposed best in the land. After I figured out I loved him, I faked his death and moved him out of the dungeons, like a lot of other in-love people have done. The rebel camp is our safe place, the only place that we can be in love for real, without fear of being persecuted for feeling.
As I neared the entrance to the camp(it's underground), I hid my horse in the dilapidated shed that we use to hide visitors' forms of transportation. I slid off, only to have my dress hike up to my black underwear, which had shown, but only for a minute before I yanked my dress down. I hated dressing like this, but I had to. If I didn't, I could be charged for not wanting to reproduce. Yeah, life's tough these days, always having to dress like a slut, an old slang word that I looked up. My job/attire for said job matches that definition perfectly. How swell. I don't want to be like this, though. I'd rather be in sweatpants and a t-shirt snuggled up on a couch with Kain watching Titanic or some other sweet sappy movie. But I have to pretend for now.
All of a sudden a pair of strong arms came up behind me and picked me up. I squealed and told my unknown attacker to put me down, since he had taken one of his callused hands and hidden my eyes with it. All I got in reply was a familiar laugh and more swinging around.
"So hELP ME KAIN I'M GONNA HURT YOU IF YOU DON'T PUT ME DOWN!!!"
He relented and set me down, then nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, still standing behind me, his warm breath hitting my neck, sending shivers down my body. "Aww fine." I could see the puppy frown on his beautifully sculpted face without actually seeing him "But only because you're hot when your mad."
I turned around quickly, but not in anger, I just missed his face. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me gently on the lips. "Are you okay?"
I sighed. "I could be more okay, but I'm at my best when I'm with you." He chuckled and kissed me again, only this time with other intentions. I kissed back with similar passion, as he backed me up against the shed my horse was hidden in. He ran his callused hands up and down my back, trying to get me closer to him, even though we were already pressed up tightly against each other. I slid my hands down the front of his torso, feeling the muscles I have long since memorized by touch. His abs were hard, but he had a little bit of a hip, so it looked adorable and kinda curvy. And don't even get me started on his butt.
Kain licked the bottom of my lip, asking for entrance. I gave in, as I always do, but not without a fight. Our tongues danced in time with one another, a symphonic rhythm that turned me on. I slipped my hands under his shirt, feeling him shiver beneath my cold hands. He lowered his hands down to my butt and squeezed, which caused me to jump into him, capturing his stomach with my legs. My dress was riding up uncomfortably high, and it was cold. I whined into his warm mouth, and he pulled away.
"What?" he whispered against my ear, twisting my hair with his fingers.
"It's cooooooooooooold," I giggled back to him in a whisper.
"Then we'll take this inside." He motioned for me to get off, and I did so unhappily, since the sweat that had built up between us had gotten all over me and the wind was ice cold. Kain smirked, turned around, and squatted, meaning for me to get on his back, so I complied. He hoisted me up and ran into a tree, or what looked like a tree. It's really just a hologram, if you have the Card. The Card is obviously a card that rebels are given. If you have a Card, a few selected trees act like holograms to you, and if you step inside them, you're transported to the underground bunker, an old bomb shelter that the rebels now use as their headquarters.
Once we got into the warm bunker, Kain didn't let me off his back, an action I was confused at. "Let me down."
I could tell he smirked, "Not quite yet, feisty."
I groaned and buried my head into the top of his head and hair, which smelled like Kain, manly fresh, and a little bit of sweat. Ugh. Boys and their fluids. As I made other assorted noises of protest, he lumbered down to the dorm section of the bunker, passing by lots of people and only receiving a couple weird looks, something he returned with a strange or silly face. Kain has always been sorta goofy, but he usually hides it with a serious facade. But, I bring out multiple hidden sides to him, like the adorable, silly, and fluffy side. (There are more, I'm just too lazy to list them all.) But he's all these little things, and I love' em all. I mean, how could one not?
Anyhow, he got to his room. Before we walked in, I hopped off his back, because if I didn't, I would've ended up with a nasty bruise, making my face even uglier. I walked up beside him, and grabbed his hand, to let him know i was there, even though I was pretty sure he knew where I was. He twirled me around, one of my favorite things to do with him. Others include cuddling, playing Mario Kart 299 ((Yes I know this isn't a thing yet but it's like 300 years in the future)), eating, and that fun activity our society is known best for.
Kain unexpectedly scooped me up in his arms, bridal style, and kissed me. I smiled against his mouth as I felt him lean up against the already open door. He pulled it closed after we're tucked safely inside his comfy room. He's higher up in the ranks of the rebellion, so he gets a room all to his self (This was also requested by me because we kept getting walked in on). He drops me down gently on his bed while he goes to turn on some "oldies" music, bands like Fall Out Boy, Kodaline, and Sleeping With Sirens just to name a few, and take off his shoes. I do the same. Kain crawls into the bed, with All I Want, by Kodaline playing softly in the background. He kisses the tip of my nose and grins.
"Someone's being extra adorable today," I say, kissing his nose back. He laughs.
"Am I not always this cute?"
"Nah, sometimes in the morning you look pretty horrid."
He smirks and kisses me with passion. "Well, I guess I'm just going to have to prove you wrong. I get lost in his kiss, and the last thing I really remember was the song in the background.
But if you loved me,
Why'd you leave me?
Take my body,
Take my body.
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Tada!!!!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed this. I'll be back with Chapter 6! Until then, huggles, kisses, and peace.
~k
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