Clouds of Tyranny (23 page)

Sam was beginning to feel tired from all the
alcohol in his system. “Alright madam,“ said Locke as he stood up
and headed for the door, “Get some sleep. See ya in the morning.”
Sam crawled to the bed and was asleep before his head hit the
pillow. Locke laughed as he closed the door very quietly. Locke
killed the bottle as he walked down the hall back to his room; he
wasn’t drunk but feeling ‘happy’. He was almost back to his room
when he heard a warthog attacking a mongoose coming from Pearl’s
room, “Man, that girl can snore.” He opened the door to his room,
his candelabras were lit and Alex was sitting in his wooden chair
smoking a cigarette in her nightclothes; sky blue Speedo shorts and
her white half shirt exposing her toned belly. “I was about to give
up on you,” she said seductively smoking her cigarette. Locke stood
there taking her in and despite his greater judgment he closed the
door behind him.

Locke placed the empty bottle on the shelf
hanging next to the door and slowly walked over to Alex who put her
cigarette out in an empty coffee can. He stood over her as he
looked down at her beautiful face that was filled with lust; he put
his hand on her cheek and caressed her face. Her lips strayed over
to his knuckles and began kissing them. She put her right hand on
the back of his neck and pulled him down to her and whispered, “You
can’t throw me out this time; I wont let you.” She no longer had to
pull; he was willing and pushed his lips against hers. Their mouths
opened in concordance with each other; tongues dancing together.
Locke’s arms wrapped around the small of her back and she responded
with wrapping her legs around his waist as he lifted her into the
air as they continued with their tongue in each other’s mouth.
Locke spun around and eased her down on the bed as her legs
straightened out flat on the bed as she rubbed her flat belly. He
lay supported by his hands planted on the bed looking down at her
body. He slithered down so his mouth was at her belly button, he
kissed it lightly then slid his tongue around it creating a ring of
warm saliva that made her shiver. Her hands rubbed his back as she
looked down at him admiring his technique. His hands slid up her
ribs finding their way into her small excuse for a shirt and felt
her excited nipples against his fingertips. His tongue slid up the
center of her sternum as he lifted her shirt up to her neck to see
what he already felt; beautiful, perky breasts that called his
name. She retorted by pulling off his shirt to see his hairy chest
and broad shoulders; in doing so she noticed several scars on his
torso. She looked at him looking at her body and licked her lips.
He glided his tongue up to her right breast and kissed it gently as
her breathing escalated. Locke opened his mouth atop her areola and
began to suck her nipple. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as
she squeezed the other nipple. He realized he was neglecting her,
he slid his tongue over to her other breast. She slid her left hand
up to his hair and her right hand down to caress his butt over his
pants. The harder he nibbled on her nipple the harder she gripped
his hair. Her moaning got him even more excited as he began to
grind his hips into her pelvis as she felt his hardness push
against her; she was getting impatient. She put her hand under his
chin and brought it up to her as they shared yet another deep
throated kiss. “I want you to taste me,” she whispered as he felt
the hot breath from her words hit his mouth. He kissed her chin,
then between her beautiful breasts, followed by her belly, then
swirled his tongue on the flesh just above the waistband of the
underwear as he began pulling them slowly off of her over her
thighs. She was no stranger to the thralls of lovemaking and raised
her ankles into the air so her underwear could be smoothly removed.
He pulled them over her ankles and threw them to the floor, as once
again her legs were open inviting him to kiss her moist crease. He
gazed at it for a brief moment; it was perfect, like another man
had never touched it. He lifted her left leg and lightly kissed the
inside of her ankle and slowly kissed down till he got to her inner
thigh. Once down there her legs spread even wider as he kissed
around her vagina until she begged for more. He smelled in between
her legs and let out a lustful breath before gently swiping his
tongue up and down her spot. Her fingers found their way into his
hair and pulled as he licked harder and deeper as he pushed his
tongue inside of her. She moaned heavily, “Oh baby, lay down for
me.” Locke came up for air and laid down next to her on the bed and
began stripping his pants off as she sat up and began helping him
strip. She giggled as they both struggled, “Get those fuckin’
things off.” Locke smiled as they finally managed to remove his
pants and she moved her head down to his waist and brushed her
tongue against his shaft that now stood upright. She rubbed his leg
as she opened her mouth and took him halfway into her mouth and
generating some saliva before sliding her mouth up and down on him.
Locke’s hand found it’s way under her body as he slid his middle
finger up inside of her in order keep her excitement up. She slid
her mouth all the way down his hard penis and let out a moan as her
mouth hummed around him. She lifted her mouth off of him not
wanting to wait any longer for the final act. She rubbed his pecks
as she lifted her right leg over his pelvis and leaned forward to
kiss him as she pushed him inside of her. “Mmm,” hummed Locke as he
felt her wetness rain around him. “Oh!” moaned Alex as she felt his
thick member push inside of her. She forced her tongue down his
throat as she pressed herself against and away from him steadily.
Locke slid a hand over her bottom and squeezed in as she rode him
slowly. Locke’s mouth found its way back to her breasts as he had
more fun with them. “You like those don’t you, baby?” asked Alex
rhetorically. “Mmhmm,” said Locke with a mouth full of flesh. Alex
leaned back so she was sitting on him upright and began to quicken
her pace moaning in ecstasy placing her hands upon Locke’s chest
for leverage. Locke’s hands were on her vibrating legs while she
bounced and he writhed in pleasure, trying to hold on as long as he
could; not for her, but because it felt so good. Alex was groping
herself as she bounced on his rock hard penis with her eyes closed
out of the pure pleasure of the experience. Locke felt her insides
beginning to contract queuing him to add to the action. He pushed
his hips up as she came down on him, which made her scream louder
and louder with each thrust. He felt her vibrate and freeze as he
exploded inside of her as they shared a mutual climax. She leaned
her head back and panted in complete exhaustion like she just
finished the battle of her life. Her body swung forward and
collapsed on top of him as he stayed inside of her. She kissed his
lips sensually as hers hands stroked his cheeks and his arms were
around her back. They breathed heavily into each other’s mouth as
they looked into each other’s eyes in the candlelight. She lifted
off of him and slid her body next to him and kissed his chest
before laying her head on it to go to sleep. She fell asleep first
as Locke rubbed her bare back until he too drifted off to
dreamland.

Terra walked through the grassy green plains
surrounding the wayfarer’s wall holding hands with Lars. The sun
was bright and warm against her smooth skin as her and Lars were
blissful in their time together alone in the tranquility of the
beautiful day that befell them. Lars pulled her close as they
shared a sensual kiss in the warm breeze. Above them clouds began
to gather, black clouds that blotted out the sun. It was pitch
black around them, as the air got colder blistering her skin. The
grass died beneath them and shadows began to surround them getting
bigger and bigger until thousands of figures fell from the sky
around them. Terra tried to get closer to Lars for protection, but
he was pulled from her by several dark hooded figures with no
faces; just white sharp eyes glowed from inside their hoods. Their
gloved hands blanketed his head and pulled it from his body; a
waterfall of blood flowed down the front of his body as his body
faded away and the figures crept slowly towards her as she was
frozen in fear with tears flowing down her face. “No!” screamed
Terra. She sat in her bed with her face drenched in tears and
sweat; she was back in the dorm. She breathed painfully as she
looked around the room to see no one else was awake. “Ter?” Terra’s
head jerked over to Ruthie’s bed, who was awake. “Are you okay?”
asked Ruthie. “Did I wake you? I’m sorry,” said Terra
apologetically. “No, I was already awake.” “Good.” Terra wiped her
face dry. “What was it about?” “It was awful, Lars died.” “It was
just a dream, Ter.”

Locke’s eyes popped open and he saw that
Alex was still in his bed turned away from him with the sheets down
to her waist. He lay there looking at the indent on her side making
her body resemble an hourglass crafted by the finest craftsman.
Locke rolled over to put his arm around her waist and felt his sore
muscles ache; penance for the night before. His hand slid over her
side and across her stomach. She smiled and placed her hand atop
his and pushed her body back to press against his, “Mmm, morning
baby.” “Mornin’ you were incredible,” said Locke kissing her
shoulder, “How was I?” “Eh,” shrugged Alex. After a brief silence
she laughed and turned to face him, “Kidding, you were wonderful,”
laughed Alex kissing him as he smiled at her. “I’m gonna get up,”
said Locke slipping out from the sheets and planting his feet on
the cold floor. Alex lifted head and placed it in her palm with her
elbow planted against the bed as she admired Locke’s naked body,
“You wouldn’t wanna stick around for another session, would you?”
Alex smiled evilly at Locke. “Sorry, got work to do,” said Locke
pulling on his pants. “Work? What kind of work?” Locke sat in his
chair as he slipped on his boots and laced them up, “Well, since we
have to leave tomorrow night I’m going to instruct everyone to stay
awake till tomorrow morning, sleep during the day, and awaken
before we set out at dusk. Need them to be fresh for the battle in
the morning.” Locke stood up and put on a sleeveless shirt. He
leaned over Alex and gave her a kiss, then left the room. Outside
the room Locke saw Pearl emerging from her room looking refreshed.
“Mornin’” said Locke smiling. “Morning Casanova.” “I’m sorry?” She
laughed and walked past Locke. Locke sighed and ran to catch up
with her, “Ready for Harmon?” “Yes, going to instruct the soldiers
of our standard ‘sleep during the day, travel at night’ policy.” “I
was thinking the same thing actually.”

When Locke and Pearl made it into the dining
area breakfast was already being served due to the fact that sleep
would come quicker today. The Velxeer archers were sitting at their
table eating breakfast. Ruthie, Terra, Eve, Clyde, Lars, Ray, and
Julius were sitting at the Returner’s table; Lars and Julius were
as far from each other as they could get. Locke was surprised at
the segregation of Lars and Julius, wondering what had transpired
the night before; anything to get his mind off of his night. Pearl
headed over to the Velxeer table to explain their sleep policy
while Locke made his way over to the Returners’ table and sat
across from Julius. “How you doin’?” asked Locke to Julius.
“Uncomfortable,” grunted Julius, “Don’t think my ‘roommate’ much
cares for me.” “Different beliefs? View?” Julius glared at Locke
and began rubbing two fingers along his own arm declaring it as a
skin color issue. “Really?” said Locke in amazement as a young girl
placed a plate in front of him consisting of fried potatoes, yolky
eggs, and dry bread. Julius nodded, “Yeah, he seemed uncomfortable
in my presence. Wouldn’t even shake my hand or put his lips to the
same bottle as me. Hell I tried, right?” “That’s all you can do, I
guess,” shrugged Locke as he looked at his plate and began
separating the burned potatoes from the edible ones.

Over at the other end of the table Terra,
Ruthie, Eve, and Lars were engaged in conversation. “So, still all
girls?” asked Ruthie inquiring about the population of Eve’s
underground Returner’s lair in the east. “Yes, of course. Though, I
do allow them three days a month to leave so they can experience
the sunlight, men, or women; if that’s their pleasure,” explained
Eve. “Do alot of girls there lean towards same sex relationships?”
inquired Terra. “About two-thirds, I suppose. But that’s just cuz
its convenient,” answered Eve eating her eggs that were blanketed
in salt; it made Lars cringe every time she took a bite. Alex
walked out the ‘Returners’ door and into the dining area halted
their conversation; Alex was dressed in her black fatigues and long
sleeved mesh shirt that she took to Locke’s room with her the night
before, which made Locke realize that the whole thing was planned.
Alex waved across the room in the direction of the Velxeer archers
who all stood stoic except for Ten who raised a palm halfway into
the air. “Ten!” yelled Reuben in anger of her insubordination.
“Sorry captain,” said Ten as she hung her head in shame. It took
all of Alex’s self control not to run over to captain Antleon and
teach him some compassion by way of her fists. Alex walked over to
the Returner’s table and nodded a ‘hello’ at everyone. “Your bed
was made when I woke up. Get up early to talk with Smith?” asked
Ruthie. Alex stood there quietly thinking of a viable excuse. “She
was with me last night,” spoke up Locke confidently. Terra’s jaw
dropped in surprise, “Doing what?” Everyone looked to Terra
wondering why she cared; Lars looked as if his heart had been
shattered, though he looked angry as well at the thought of Locke
sleeping with yet another inhabitant of the lair. Terra put her
hand over her mouth wishing she hadn’t said anything, but her words
shot out of her brain and through her mouth with nothing to stop
them. “That’s all I’m gonna say about it,” said Locke angrily, “The
rest is our business. Alex sat next to Locke and kissed his cheek
in appreciation. Everyone was quiet at Locke’s openness to bring
their relationship to light. Locke half smiled and looked back to
his Returners, out of the corner of his eye he saw Bridget across
the room nodding her head in disapproval. “Alright!” said Locke
loudly so the entire table could hear, “In preparation for Harmon I
want you all to stay awake through the night and sleep in the
afternoon, so your refreshed for the trip to Harmon tomorrow
evening. No drinking!” They all nodded in concurrence with Locke’s
suggestion. Smith came through the ‘Returners’ door as Locke
finished his speech and looked towards the Velxeer archers where
they were nodding at Pearl who no doubt was telling them the same
thing. Smith made his way to the center of the room, “Attention!”
Everyone looked to Smith who was fixing to say something; the room
was quiet as he spoke. “After breakfast we will be having a service
with the Rev for whomever requires it. Singers are welcome to join
the choir girls.” Smith went over to his usual spot and began to
eat his breakfast. Locke picked up his now half empty plate and
placed it on the floor hard enough to make a clanging sound. Hans
jumped up from his lying position and ran over to Locke’s plate to
enjoy the scraps. Within fifteen seconds, the plate looked brand
new as the large black dog licked it clean.