Fast Learners

Sitting on the bed, I brushed the ivory hair from Fioremika's pretty face, her nostrils flaring as she let out peaceful breaths, I almost didn't want to wake her up, she looked so peaceful.

Gently I ran my thumb across her chin, she stirred slightly at the contact but her eyes opened as I stroked her lips, softly and calmly blinking to life.

"Hmmm, Great Warrior." She whispered, her shoulders tensed as she huffed slowly to life.

"Nero, Fiore. Nero." I reminded her for the fiftieth time since we'd met.

Sitting up she looked around in clear confusion, her lips curling as she tried and failed to make sense of what she was seeing "Where is Fiore?" She asked slowly "Surrounded by... wood? a Cave made of wood?"

I couldn't help but crack a smile "It's called a Room. not a Cave."

She tried to tackle word "Ruuuume, rooOoM?"

Chuckling I stroke her hair and she shifted forward to place her head on my chest as she continued to look around "Fioremika doesn't understand? A campfire would burn everything? Wooden Roooooooom doesn't make any sense?"

"That's why we have Fireplaces, like that one." I pointed to the hearth and she narrowed her eyes, wrestling with the logic which conflicted with her own.

"They have... places for fires?"

"Nevermind, I'll explain later, we need to get outta here."

Moving towards the door with Fiore in hand, I pressed my hands against the hard wood and began to carefully knock from the top half of the frame, to the bottom.

"One..." At the top

"..Two..." In the middle by the handle

all the way down I knocked, until I hit the last thud just before the bottom "Three locks." I counted.

"The Door is blocked? Fioremika can break down this pathetic wood wall." The Huntress offered eagerly, but I halted her with a steadying gesture.

"We do not know what is on the other side of this door, we got to keep it low key unless it's something bad." I warned.

She nodded fiercely "Yes-Yes! Key-lows, nothing but Key-lows, Fiore promises."

Come on, wouldn't you have rolled your eyes to?

My hand pressed into each space, one at a time, and carefully my eyes shut whisking away this strange world, and taking me to a much simpler one.

Carefully I let the rippling waves of thumping drums surround me, pulsing with strength so seldom drawn from, I could feel every grain of wood between my crimson finger's, every hard knot hidden within... along with the metal locks, mechanism and all residing at each area at which you had knocked.

"Just pull it apart, just pull it apart, like picking a flower or opening a window. All things have a positive and negative reaction, if that storm I split taught me anything, it is that separation is a Natural process, I just have to give them a little encouragement."

A scorching heat flashed across my tricep, tingling in an way neither unpleasant or pleasant, perhaps both simultaneously. The Image of the Locks within became clearer than a sunny day, beaming through the tall buildings of Brixton as I dashed across them with ease, joy rushing through my veins.

This feeling was kin to that feelings and just as I thought, in a flash of red light, I felt my will tugging on the iron locks, bending and warping them away from the door, before they popped like na exhausted joint, crunching in as I pulled back and caught my breath.

"Nero? Are you okay?" Fiore asked, checking every inch of me that her fingers possibly could out of worry... I thought.

Fiore crouched down, searching your kilt of furs, unsubtly biting her lip as she ran her hands up and down my legs, licking across her teeth as she pressed her neck into my waist.

"Ummm, Fiore?"

She kissed her teeth against her bottom lip and reached up across my body like a hungry animal "Fiore is getting hungry, Great Warrior. Maybe you could, feed her?" She whispered softly, even seductively.

"What, now? we don't know where we are -- I just broke the locks on the door!?" I said hastily.

The Tribe-girl slumped back and looked grumpy, pushing her her broad lip, making her akin to a cute sulking 18 year old college girlfriend having been denied a quickie behind the local Mackie's. She folded her arms "Fiore wants to mate." She grumbled.

"We could literally be in mortal danger right now, I'm kinda not in the mood."

Her eyes became narrow "Great Warrior mated with Okku-Lastralya eight times the other night. He was certainly in the mood then."

I sighed out a long "Fi-Fi..."

"Don't Fi-Fi, Fiore. Fiore has needs too."

"Oh my god. Note to self, women are women even on other planets. Fiore we can... Mate, as much as you want when I know you're safe, alright?" I assured the best I could.

She grunted in a strange, dissatisfied way, and then stood while groaning, touching between her furred bikini with a hand "Fine. Fiore will wait... mmm but Fiore is wet, gushing like waves of sand in the wind, Fiore would service her Warrior until the 13th moon, maybe Fiore even let Warrior use her like little pet while she screams his name in pleasure and joy."

I blinked, gritting my teeth "Maybe... we could spare a minute?"

She smirked, pushing me out of the way "Fiore is not in the mood." Growling the door quietly vibrated as she mashed into it precisely with her shoulder, which slid open at the slight ****.

My eyes narrowed venomously.

"Fast learner." I muttered after following her out into the long hallway.