Whisper Of The Free

Chapter 7 Sunlight Between The Trees

Olivette

He was tense. Really tense. I felt guilty for bringing up a topic that caused him pain. However, the anxiety seemed to dissipate when I brought up his siblings.

After a delay he began yapping again. "As I said, I have four brothers and two sisters. The order we came in was me, obviously, my brother Suba, my sister Mirage, my twin brothers Clen and Lex, then we have my adopted brother Peregrine, and finally my youngest sister Lysandra." He seemed to take pride in his siblings. Perhaps he raised his siblings in place of their mother.

"What are they like?" I was curious about his life outside of this grove.

He hesitated for a moment trying to find where to start I suspected. "Mirage is very quiet and studious. She is often mistaken to be the serious type but she's very funny and relaxing to talk to once you know her, which could take a while." He chuckled before looking towards the sky. He was probably very home sick.

"I'm sorry if this is making you feel homesick." He looked over at me and his brows shot up. "No, no! Not at all! I mean yeah it kind of does but that isn't your fault." He stumbled over his words and lunged towards me like a panicked child, sitting on his knees and hands. For once I didn't disrespect his name by calling him stupid or an idiot. He was intelligent even if he lacked some common sense. My cheeks heated as my mind didn't retreat to calling him stupid but cute and even adorable.

I shook my head furiously and giggled. He tilted his head confused as my sudden outburst, "What? What did I do?"

I shook my head some more as the giggle fit had subsided, "Nothing, nothing." He frowned playfully, "It's not nothing if you're giggling like that!" I turned my head and gave him a mischievous side glance. "Giggling like what? It seems I don't recall," I hummed. He snickered, "Why you!" He then launched himself on top of me and began profusely tickling me.

I screeched in surprise before bursting into laughter. I even snorted a few times which was embarrassing enough. It was the third snort I let out that I began to tickle him back. He cackled and giggled as I turned the tables and was now on top of him tickling him. He kept tickling my sides and I screeched out some laughs before collapsing onto his chest laughing still. His chest vibrated with hearty laughs that echoed the clearing before slowly ending.

I laid there, head on his chest, legs straddling him, and hand playing with a blade of grass, the other rested on my lower back and did not dare venture farther. I could feel his toned muscles beneath the thin tunic. My mind taunted me to feel and take a look. One of Caspian's hands moved to my hair and began playing with a few strands. His breathing was subtle and peaceful. He was fully relaxed at this moment.

This was the most intimate situation I had ever had with a man. Chet and I had kissed a few times. He had even taken me to the hay barn on his fathers farm, for some 'alone time'. Nothing compared to this. Sure, there were times lust had taken control but deep in my core I wanted this. This sense of comfort that not even my mother gave me as a child.

I lifted my head and sat up. I smiled at him as he almost appeared to be annoyed. I moved my hips forward and laid down again this time my head was closer to his neck. He tensed before wrapping his arms around me once more. I looked up at the sky without moving my head making a note that the sun had almost fallen behind the trees. He turned his head towards mine, and I lifted my head in return. He peered into my eyes contemplating his next move. His lips parted but no noise escaped them. I bridged the gap between us without a second thought. He was frazzled before easing into the kiss. He was gentle and cautious but I didn't mind. We pulled apart after a moment, and when I looked into his eyes, they were not filled with lust but instead something else I had never seen in Chet's eyes before.