The Art of the Corset

Chapter Seventeen- A Moment Taken Too Far

"I take that back, You are fairly good with a sword." Marth said as her blade was against his neck. She placed it down before he she turned and he took the sword against her, poking her back with the silver tip.

"But you must learn one thing...never turn your back on an armed man..."

"Would you have truly killed me."

"Never. But others wouldn't be so kind..." He said with a low expression. "We should get back, it appears a storm is brewing and I'm in no form to ride in the rain. My horse is without proper riding gear for such conditions."

"A little rain never hurt anybody." She said as she moved along the rock and toward the cave. "Come on, I want to see what's in it...." She said biting her bottom lip for only a second before he smirked and followed her.

"You know there is a legend about this place."

"Nothing too scary as we're walking in it..." She said as her voice began to echo.

"According to local lore, there is a young woman trapped here. Underneath a fallen section of the cave. She viciously murders those who come in her path and has no care who it may be." He said in a forceful scary voice before having her walk behind him. "Just in case there is any truth to the legend.

As they began to walk in it, it became darker and he stopped her, dropped to his knees and ripped the bottom portion of her nightgown. She gasped before he smirked-almost as if he won something-unfairly.

He found a large piece of wood and wrapped the part of the dress before lighting it with an unknown spark. They walked deeper in the cavities of nature and saw nothing of strange abnormality. With each step, it seemed to get more and more quiet. Nothing but the echoes of their footsteps on one another's heavy breathing seemed to occupy them. That was until they got further.

She screamed as he held his hand over her, pushing her against the cave wall-dropping the torch so he didn't burn her. The moment was charged with adrenaline and what they felt for one another and she pulled him into her and kissed him. His hands instantly connected to her hips before he turned her so her hands sat against the wall of the cave. He brushed her hair back before forcing her to place her hand on the cave before kissing her neck. She moaned slightly before he used his dagger in his boot and cut her corset down the center, exposing her chest. He turned her before she could react and lifted her so her legs were off the ground and around him.

"So beautiful..." He said as his fingers traced her cheek. His breathing became heavy as she removed the section of his pants that kept them from being together fully. Right before the moment came into play, he pulled back and apologized.

"Don't apologize. You don't have to wait. I want this..."

"I can't."

"Why not? I know you do and so do I...We don't have to force ourselves the pain of restraining. Come on just-"

"I said no, I can't..."

"Is it because of the religion thing?"

"Part of it..."

"What is it? Talk to me..."

"I can't...I, we need to go back. Hopefully those bats that scared you are out of the caves completely..."

"Don't change the subject. Do you not find me...alluring?"

"Oh my gosh, that is the complete opposite of what I find you..."

"Then why stop this?"

"I don't want to."

"Are you in love with someone?"

"No. Look, Eve, We should just go..."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me. We have been together for the last four months and you haven't even touched me..."

He stroked his hand on her face.

"You know that's not what I mean..."

"I don't know what to tell you..."

"Tell me why."

"Because I can't be with somebody whose been with so many others."

He closed his eyes instantly as she froze. "What?"

"I'm sorry-"

Before he could properly apologize, she ran from the cave and took the horse and disappeared into the woods. He quickly got onto his before trying to chase after her, only to find she had traveled too far...