Uncomfortable

*** WARNING: This Chapter Has Extremely Descriptive And Graphic Sexual Content. Viewer Discretion Is Advised ***

Tidas did his best to keep his emotions contained. Here was Skye; his sweet, gorgeous, Virgin betrothed... asking him to show her how to please him. Both of his heads screamed at him for joy, but his heart denied them vehemently. If he let Skye anywhere near his cock, he wouldn't be able to stop. Even if she gave him relief with her mouth, it wouldn't be enough. He would take her in their hollow, and hate himself for it forever.

Skye looked at Tidas with sympathy in her eyes. He had made her feel like burning firewood; exploding with light and sparks as he stoked her flames. She just wanted to return the favor.. To make her prince feel as wonderful as she had moments ago. She gave Tidas a shy smile before adding; "It doesn't feel right... Me bein' so happy when ye be in such pain.."

Tidas chuckled at Skye's dismay. She was so unbelievably sweet to consider him in such a way. A way, he was certain, she had just gained her first experience in. Her expressions of unbridled pleasure would've been too much to resist for any other man. The only reason Tidas had not, was his personal honor mixing heavily with his steadfast love for her.

Although the prince's plan had backfired on him slightly. Skye's instincts to move her hips, and the way she'd let herself go with him had nearly broken him completely. Never, had abstaining from sex hurt so bad. A vision of Skye writhing in pleasure tried to seep it's way back into his mind's eye.

Pulling his legs to him to stand, Tidas pushed the image from his mind. He grinned confidently at Skye as he slowly slid his fingertips up her bared, upper arms; causing a trail of goosebumps to follow. Skye sighed sensually at the feel of his touch. He went up to her shoulders, then neck before cupping her face gently to finish. Her eyes fluttered as he spoke in a raspy voice: "As much as I would love you to, sweetness, I can't...I can barely hold back as it is.."

Skye looked disheartened, but nodded her understanding. She was extremely tired now, and didn't want to force the subject. Tidas was still recovering from the day's injuries and.. oddities. Fighting nomads, learning of Skye's powers, seeing her naked-Twice, meeting Real fairies, being poisoned, and all the wonderful things he'd just done to her; it was a lot for a single day.

"Turn about, love. You're distracting me to madness," Tidas stated huskily while trying not to stare at Skye's still-exposed breasts.

Blushing prettily; she turned around, and stepped out of the hollow so Tidas could fix the pull strings on the back of her dress. Once they finished, her prince pulled her to him, and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He leaned slightly and kissed the top of her head while inhaling her scent. He then set his chin on top of the spot he'd kissed, and exhaled deeply. They stood in the moonlight a moment, just listening to the world.

The forest felt the same as when they were children. Aside from the Loch, this was their favorite place. It held so many enduring memories for them.. Skye grabbed and squeezed Tidas' arms at the abiding flashbacks. He squeezed her back in kind, knowing what she was envisioning. They spent another few minutes of simply enjoying each other's company. Afterwards, they grabbed the blanket, clasped hands, and headed back to camp.

Maevis and Petrie had gone to their respective huts. The old Fae thought it best if the huts were divvied up by gender. Tidas had been irritated by it, but that was before he'd decided to give Skye a tiny taste of what she had to look forward to. Now, he had reason to need a little separation. The stiffness was gone, but Tidas was still in a lot of pain. Sleeping next to her would've been impossible.

They sat by the fire together for awhile talking. Skye sitting uncomfortably in the Prince's lap. She had shivered on their walk back, so Tidas had her sit on him while he wrapped the picnic blanket around them. It was very cozy, being a thick flannel. But Tidas was still uncomfortable due to his.. issue.

Skye wanted to ask his whereabouts of their time apart, but decided to wait until their journey home. Instead, she focused on the Fae folk. Skye had been dying to ask Tidas about his thoughts on their existence. They had to add more firewood as their conversation went on far past the time frame they'd wanted.

"Did ye notice how NICOLAS was dressed?! I actually Called him Santa when I first laid me eyes on him!" they'd both laughed hard as she described their meeting.

When Skye mentioned his possible knowledge of her powers, Tidas asked: "So he dodged it like Maevis?"

"Aye.. It makes me uneasy. The look he had; he wanted to say somethin', but he never did. Almost like he was scared to speak on it," Skye snuggled against Tidas' chest as she spoke.

"When Petrie and I came back, they were whispering about something troubling.. But they stopped speaking as soon as I approached. I don't like the idea of them keeping things about you from me," Tidas stated as he squished Skye against himself.

"From US, dear prince. Ima no damsel in distress," Skye said with a huff.

"Oh, I well remember, my sweeting. I recall what you said.. And I also remember what you whispered into me ear as well," Tidas used his hand to tilt Skye's face up as he spoke; finishing with a devilish smile.

"Y-Ye were unconscious!" Skye's eyes widened at his confession.

"I was aware, I just couldn't move or speak," Tidas explained.

"No, ye weren't.." Skye argued.

"Yes, I was," Tidas bantered.

"NO, Ye Weren't!" Skye futilely denied.

"Yes I was, you little golden-haired vixen!" Tidas refuted before kissing her into submission.

Skye suddenly pulled away from Tidas with a shocked expression. See made an odd mumbly sound before busting out in laughter. Tidas stared at her in bewilderment. While catching her breath, Skye explained: "I just pictured everyone's faces when they see me new hair! Peggy! Oh me goodness, Peggy! Hahahaha!"

Tidas wasn't laughing. He knew that He would be the one to get the brunt of the old servant's wrath. Keeping Skye out with no word or warning? All night?! Peggy had threatened him before. This time, she would most likely follow through, or so the prince feared.

'The old woman really is going to slice me up this time,' Tidas thought with a shaky breath.

Skye noticed Tidas tense up, and knew the mention of Peggy was to blame. It had caused her to laugh harder, earning the two a sharp yell from Maevis. She fluttered out of the hut, stretching her arms as she did so. She gave the two a hard stare as she said: "Do ye have Any idea what time it 'tis?!"

"Skye, come with me. If ye wish to go home in a Few Hours, ye best rest now. Same for you, young man! Yer wounds are still freshly healed.. You need Rest," Maevis was acting like Peggy to a tee, causing them both to chuckle.

When she looked at the young couple with stern disapproval, they quickly stopped and apologized. They hastily explained, bringing a smile of approval to Maevis' face.

"I like the sound of this human. I empathize with her plight," Maevis replied crankily.

The three chuckled at the well-aimed barb. The young couple knew that they were a handful, and that Peggy was amazing for putting up with them all these years. They felt bad knowing how worried she must be right now. But there wasn't anything they could've done at night. Getting caught out in the open at night was something Tidas knew better than to allow. Especially with nomads about. Peggy would understand; or so he hoped.

Skye reluctantly got up from Tidas' lap with a sigh. She'd been quite comfortable and warm. Now, the night air felt like millions of dull needles, stabbing at any bared skin. Skye had put her hands up to rub her arms and shoulders when Tidas draped the picnic blanket over her. He smiled softly at his love as she beamed her thanks at him. Skye gave Tidas a quick peck on his cheek, accompanied by a cheeky grin before she headed off to the woman's hut. He watched her disappear inside, then strode over to the men's.

The accommodations were pleasant, to Tidas' surprise. Then again, he shouldn't have been: recalling the hot spring design. It seemed bigger on the inside, and didn't smell like mud, but pine. Three short, wooden cots lined the walls. Nicolas laid in the middle of one, sprawled out and lightly snoring. His glasses were off to the side, by the corner of his cot. Petrie snored loudly, but Tidas was too tired to pay it any mind. The cot was soft, and the blanket he hadn't noticed at first, was mostly soft and thick. He laid down; sinking in comfortably, and almost immediately found himself fast asleep. Visions of Skye flashed through his mind as he slipped away into sweet oblivion.

"Did you have a fun time?" Maevis asked with a knowing smile.

Skye blushed at the question, but smiled coyly and nodded. She knew the old Fae was playing with her. If she were awake, there was no doubt she heard Skye's scream of euphoria. She darted her sight about, taking in their room. It smelled of pine and flowers, and had a large bed in the middle. There were wooden nightstands on either side of it. A large, fluffy comforter was spread across it with two, equally fluffy pillows.

Skye was quite excited to snuggle down into the bed. As she walked over to it, Maevis commented: "I plan to convert this place into a wee cottage for you and Prince Tidas.. I want to teach you my Earth magic, Skye."