Motion in the viewscreen

It took a moment for Adam to detect the source of motion that caught his attention. Sword in hand he realized almost imediately that there was no way anyone could be hiding in the open room, but only after he scanned the room a second time did he notice the viewscreen above the desk now showed Winlay and Mika sitting and talking on the couch.

He hadn't planned to spy on his companions, but without even meaning to he climbed from the depressed section of the room and made his way accross the room until he was just a few feet from the view screen. The quality of the image of this room was much better than the grainy view of the empty hallway and Adam was able to see the fine features on each of the initiate's faces. There was no sound with the picture, but Adam was captivated by the intimacy of the conversation shared by the two young women. Would he ever have a relationship that trusting?

The two women sat side by side on the couch, from the angle Adam figured that the camera must be mounted in the ceiling. He did not understand how any of the Vault-tech worked, but he understood enough about cameras to understand that the view screen was like a window that looked into the other room. Each of the young women was beautiful in her own way, Winay's chestnut hair was long and wavy while Mika's shorter locks were a wild tangle of tight blonde that shimmered even in the low light of the sitting room. Their faces were different too, Mika's familiar features as always seemed to glow with a hidden excitement while Winlay's full lips and round eyes were serene, only occasionally widened in wonder as she and Mika spoke.

Suddenly conscious of his invasion of privacy, Adam was just about to turn away from the screen when he saw Winlay place her hand on Mika's thigh and the two friends turned until their faces were just centimeters apart. Nothing short of an assualt on the door of the appartment could pull him from the viewscreen now. With a gentleness that made him green with envy, he saw Mika cup Winlay's face and bring her lips to meet a deep kiss.

Adam had known Mika for over 14 years; he had seen her grow from a scared orphan to a highly trained Chevalier from a clumsy child to a graceful athlete and from a annoying girl into a beautiful young woman. During those years the two had developed a deep affection and trust in each other. There had been times of tension - squabbles and fights that soon resolved themselves as well as a period when Mika had developed an intense crush on him.

Adam still remembered clearly the night roughly a week before he was to leave the training compound when he found Mika in his bed wearing only a sheer night dress. He had been eighteen years old at the time so she must have been just fifteen, proud of her woman's body and determined to show Adam how just much she loved him.

His firm rejection of her young body had hurt her. He tried to explain gently to her why she had to leave, that she was too young but she clung to him pressing her ripening body to his. He assured her that he did care for her deeply, but as a sister, not as a lover but she refused to leave. Finally, he used harsh words to drive her from his room in tears. He still remembered how he had locked the door between them before collapsing on his bunk very aware of the ache in his rock hard penis.

For the rest of the week she avoided him, but as he was boarding the ship that was taking him to the Templar training grounds she was there again wishing him the best and kissing him softly on his cheek.

"Come back, Adam." She whispered "Come as often as you safely can." Several times over the next few years he had been able to return home. Each time they found time to talk. Adam spoke of the growing darkness within the Church especially the Templars themselves, living with the Church's soldiers gave him a firsthand look at how far they had veered from the path of the Chevaliers. It was a relief to be able to talk to Mika after months of guarding his words and emotions, with Mika he could open up and share in a way he could with no other.

Adam even told her of his wildest exploits, the story of his visit to a floating brothel and his first real sexual adventure with the madam of the house who delighted in his youthful good looks and naivety. He described in detail his first duel, fought over some trivial insult he could no longer remember and how scared he had been until the moment when his sword first touched his opponent's.

On his last visit home he told her of the mission to the far away Barrington Islands and the golden skinned islanders who lived in the remote specks of land much as their Polynesian ancestors lived in the the warm islands of Old Earth. She had especially liked his embarrassed details of the Chieftan's youngest wife's early morning bedside visit.

However, in all those conversations he never once suspected that Mika was as interested in the women he described as he was. Yet here she was kissing Winlay in a way that left no doubt about the two initiates feelings for each other. Kissing Winlay like he had wanted to but hadn't because instead of telling her how he felt he had wandered away. Like a moth to a flame his eyes returned to the viewscreen widening as the kiss grew uninhibitedly erotic.

The kiss started with a sweet tenderness but by now Mika had climbed onto Winlay's lap staddling her bare thighs and grinding her hips and torso against Winlay's. Then, as quickly as the kiss began, it ended. With one final brush of Winlay's cheek, the two seperated speaking intently about something but Adam could only guess at what.

As the kiss ended Adam pushed himself away from the viewscreen aware once again of his stiff cock. It was probably for the best anyways he admitted to himself. He had nothing to offer Winlay except a life of running and fighting.