The Proverbial War

He hated that look!

Call it what you will, but people always seemed to think the absolute worst of him and had been prescribing a beastly nature to him for years. Self admittedly he had played the part of their low expectations of him to a degree.

Those naysayers weren't here though. It was just him and her.

He wanted her. What man didn't want his ideal fantasy girl?

Fantasy girl or not he would never have gone back for her if that was all she was to him.

What was she to him?

He wasn't sure, but he wanted to find out.

He had already let her sleep over an hour past when he had wanted to leave camp. He was getting soft.

He let his hand fall to touch her one and only change of clothing. Idly his thumb and pointer finger felt the soft material of her bra. He'd completely freaked her out when he'd gone through her pack.

Colt's eyes closed as he admitted that in some small degree he had deserved to have been fed hallucinogenic fruit for terrorizing her so. He could be hard on himself, but the truth was that he really wasn't joking about what he wanted. It had been a long time since he'd wanted something with such a passion and he had never experienced such passion for another individual as he did for Kim.

In this sunken realm of the world separated from the world above he had decided that she was his. That was why he had rescued her. All that remained was to claim her, but he wasn't a beast. He wanted it to be a mutually shared experience.

There was a problem with that though. Her.

Something was a bit messed up with her and he had a good idea as to what it was. Apparently even fantasy girls come with a dark side to them.

He could deal with it though, if she was done with it, otherwise it was a no go. He'd drop her off in the first safe spot, if such a spot existed, that he came across if the kind of relationship that he wanted wasn't possible for her.

Some men wouldn't have cared just so long as they'd gotten to enjoy what she had to offer, but he cared. He wanted something more than just the physical.

He hadn't gotten much out of life the way that he'd wanted though. Maybe this time would be different he thought idly as he felt the soft fabric between his fingers.

Would her skin be this soft?

"I could wear that one today if you'd like."