Agent in the Dark

Why was I fighting so hard to avoid my own desires?

It just seemed like the thing to do was all I could come up with. Surprisingly after a while I fell asleep.

I startled awake and glanced around disconcerted. What was wrong? The candles were almost burned out, but I saw nothing else amiss.

I was hot! No, she was hot!

She was literally burning up on top of me. Oh God! This was bad! What to do? Get water and try to cool her down?

As tempting as that was the body promoted fever for a reason. It was best that she sweat out whatever the fever was trying to get rid of. She was moaning and shifting around pitifully on top of me in her delirium of fever. I pulled her up a little further then and I pulled the covers up farther and held her consolingly with one arm, as I reached for the wet towel that I had dried her hair and mine off with earlier. I pressed part of it to her face and mopped the sweat with the cool towel.

"Shhhhh it's okay."

I did my best to calm her, as sweat rolled off both of us. Four long hours later her fever broke. I watched her take deep even breath after breath enjoying it somehow. She'd scared me for a while. She'd slipped up further on me and I couldn't look away from her face. My lips were on hers without any real thought on my part.

I pulled back from her. I had to get away from her before I shot my newfound code of ethics all to pieces! I started to shift out from underneath her, as gently as I could. Her hands drifted to my arms where her fingers molded around the muscles of my biceps and grasped them firmly enough that her nails dug in slightly.

"Oh come on lady!" I breathed out in frustration.

I tried to remove her taloned grasp on one arm, but she held on. I didn't want to use the force needed to remove her, as I didn't want to wake her from her restful sleep. Groaning I lay there and put my ethics to the test.

Asia stirred for a moment restlessly and then bolted upright wide-awake. When she did the blanket covering her fell and she gasped snatching it back up, as she quickly realized that she was completely naked beneath the blanket. Her mind quickly left that horror tinged predicament to focus on the leather strap that was bound around her left wrist. The strap was tied off to the bed in a complex not that she doubted there was a fix for other than the slice of a knife. Waking up to find oneself naked and tied to a bed was not a good thing!