Those Who Dream of Orcs

Ouhgan and Clover Chapter 11

          Clover slowly opened her eyes, blinded by the sunlight that peered through the window. Her face contorted as a sharp pain surged through her body. Grasping her side at the same time gasping for air she cried out as tears filled her eyes. Every inch of her body felt intense and excruciating pain and she didn't know why.

"Clover!" Ouhgan jerked awake as Clover's painful whimpers pierced the air.

He scrambled towards her, but as he stared down at her his heart chilled.

Clover was frozen with fear at the huge figure of an orc looming over her. She had never looked at him with such eyes. But he had to ignore it for the time being.

"Clover," he said softly, trying to reassure her that she was safe. But he was unsure himself and it was evident in his voice, but he kept it hidden away as he tried to comfort her.

Clover's pain gave way to sheer panic as she frantically tried to escape the grasping hands of the orc. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her and it only added to her growing confusion and panic. However, her fear kept her from feeling pain for the moment. Her body wouldn't move as fast as she'd hoped it would. She was hurt and she didn't know why.

"Clover, you shouldn't be moving around, your injuries." he reached for her but she swatted his hand away.

Who was this orc and why was he acting so familiar with her?

"Clover, what's wrong?" He stepped forward and reached for her again.

"Stay!" Her voice was horse and raspy, her throat was dry and it hurt to speak.

Clover fell off the bed trying to crawl away from him. Her heart was pounding and she hadn't realized she was completely naked. This orc was going to kill her.

"Clover,"

"Stay away!" She screamed. "Stay away!"

"Clov-"

Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared down at Clover, and she finally realized she had no clothes on. She was horrified, this orc wasn't going to kill her, he was going to have his way with her. She closed her eyes, turned her face away from him, and tried desperately to cover her body from his prying eyes.

Desperate to comfort her he reached out to her once more but even with her eyes closed she still recoiled and her bladder released its content on the floor beneath her.

          Ouhgan's hands slowly dropped to his side. He saw the fear in her eyes and the way her body trembled uncontrollably. Her heart was pounding so hard against her chest that it looked as though it would burst free. It killed him to see his beautiful Little Bird whose eyes once looked on him with nothing but love, now gaze up at him with fear and uncertainty. He could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she gasped for air, from her injuries or her fear he didn't know. But for now, all he could do was stand there and watch as she cowered before him.

         Taking a deep breath Ouhgan stepped out of the room, he needed a moment to collect his emotions. But most of all he needed to attend to Clover. She was afraid of him and because of that, she had an accident.

He returned with a basin of warm water and a small washcloth thrown over his shoulder. His heart was heavy with grief as he gazed down at Clover. She was in pain and agony but her fear of him outweighed any pain she was feeling in that moment. He could see it in her eyes, wide with fear and mistrust.

         Her body tensed as Ouhgan towered before her, his bulky frame casting a threatening shadow over her. He watched as her gaze trailed down his massive muscular arm until it settled on his large, rough calloused hands.